and they dropped to the floor when he pulled down the zipper. She kicked off her sandals and her shorts at the same time.
Now wearing only royal blue panties with black lace, she reached up and wrapped her arms around his neck. She pulled him down for a kiss as she pressed her body to his.
She loved the rasp of his shirt over her nipples and the roughness of his jeans against her mostly bared skin. His kiss rocked her as he brought her tight to him and kissed her with pent-up passion that he’d been holding back until this moment.
He moved his palms over the silky panties and caught her by her ass and raised her, and she wrapped her legs around his hips. As he squeezed her ass in his palms, his cock pressed against her center and she squirmed with need to have him inside of her.
“Please.” Her voice sounded raspy. “I want you. I need you.”
“Hold your horses.” He smiled down at her but his expression was almost pained, like he was having trouble restraining himself. “I intend to take this slow with you.”
“Screw slow.” She knew her voice sounded urgent. “I can’t wait.”
“You can.” He tipped her head back using his finger beneath her chin. “And you will.”
She gave a whimper of protest as he set her on the bed. He caught the waistband of her panties with his fingers and tugged them over her hips and down her legs until he pulled them all the way off. He pressed her thighs apart so that her legs were wide open and then he slipped one finger into her wetness and stroked her clit.
A gasp escaped her and she bit the inside of her lip to keep from crying out.
It was like every touch had meaning beyond the desires of two people. Something more existed between them than simple lust.
Before stripping out of his shirt, he pulled off each of his boots and then his socks. She watched the flex of muscle beneath tanned skin with every movement he made. His blue eyes never stopped looking at her and his expression was dark and intense.
He unbuckled his belt buckle and pulled out his belt and tossed it aside before unbuttoning his Wranglers and letting them drop and stepping out of them. His thighs were as thickly muscled as the rest of him. He was wearing only boxer briefs and his erection pressed against the cotton, begging for her touch.
When he pushed down his briefs and got rid of them, her heart pounded harder. His cock was big and thick and she couldn’t wait for the moment that she would feel him inside of her.
She wanted to taste him. To feel him in her mouth. Before he had a chance to touch her again, she was on her knees on the floor and she wrapped her fingers around his erection. She needed to be closer to him in every way possible.
Zane groaned as Jessie licked the length of his cock all the way to his balls and back, then circled the head with her tongue. He hadn’t expected her to go down on him the first time he took her, but damned if he could regain control of the moment. She could lead him around by his erection and there was nothing he could do about it, as badly as he wanted what she had to offer.
She gripped his cock as she slipped her mouth over him and took him all the way to the back of her throat. He hissed out his breath as all sensation gathered in his groin.
Something about her had him thinking about a future with her. Hell, he’d only known her a few days and he imagined a lifetime together. He couldn’t remember ever thinking about that with Phoebe. Ever.
All his thoughts centered on Jessie as she licked and sucked his cock. He slid his hands into her silky hair and massaged her scalp with his fingertips, almost without thinking.
The sensations in his groin grew, magnified, became powerful beyond belief. He almost didn’t stop her in time.
“Can’t take anymore, honey.” He gritted his teeth and forced her to release her grip on him and let him slide from her mouth. “I want to be inside of you when I come.”
“What was that you said about
Now wearing only royal blue panties with black lace, she reached up and wrapped her arms around his neck. She pulled him down for a kiss as she pressed her body to his.
She loved the rasp of his shirt over her nipples and the roughness of his jeans against her mostly bared skin. His kiss rocked her as he brought her tight to him and kissed her with pent-up passion that he’d been holding back until this moment.
He moved his palms over the silky panties and caught her by her ass and raised her, and she wrapped her legs around his hips. As he squeezed her ass in his palms, his cock pressed against her center and she squirmed with need to have him inside of her.
“Please.” Her voice sounded raspy. “I want you. I need you.”
“Hold your horses.” He smiled down at her but his expression was almost pained, like he was having trouble restraining himself. “I intend to take this slow with you.”
“Screw slow.” She knew her voice sounded urgent. “I can’t wait.”
“You can.” He tipped her head back using his finger beneath her chin. “And you will.”
She gave a whimper of protest as he set her on the bed. He caught the waistband of her panties with his fingers and tugged them over her hips and down her legs until he pulled them all the way off. He pressed her thighs apart so that her legs were wide open and then he slipped one finger into her wetness and stroked her clit.
A gasp escaped her and she bit the inside of her lip to keep from crying out.
It was like every touch had meaning beyond the desires of two people. Something more existed between them than simple lust.
Before stripping out of his shirt, he pulled off each of his boots and then his socks. She watched the flex of muscle beneath tanned skin with every movement he made. His blue eyes never stopped looking at her and his expression was dark and intense.
He unbuckled his belt buckle and pulled out his belt and tossed it aside before unbuttoning his Wranglers and letting them drop and stepping out of them. His thighs were as thickly muscled as the rest of him. He was wearing only boxer briefs and his erection pressed against the cotton, begging for her touch.
When he pushed down his briefs and got rid of them, her heart pounded harder. His cock was big and thick and she couldn’t wait for the moment that she would feel him inside of her.
She wanted to taste him. To feel him in her mouth. Before he had a chance to touch her again, she was on her knees on the floor and she wrapped her fingers around his erection. She needed to be closer to him in every way possible.
Zane groaned as Jessie licked the length of his cock all the way to his balls and back, then circled the head with her tongue. He hadn’t expected her to go down on him the first time he took her, but damned if he could regain control of the moment. She could lead him around by his erection and there was nothing he could do about it, as badly as he wanted what she had to offer.
She gripped his cock as she slipped her mouth over him and took him all the way to the back of her throat. He hissed out his breath as all sensation gathered in his groin.
Something about her had him thinking about a future with her. Hell, he’d only known her a few days and he imagined a lifetime together. He couldn’t remember ever thinking about that with Phoebe. Ever.
All his thoughts centered on Jessie as she licked and sucked his cock. He slid his hands into her silky hair and massaged her scalp with his fingertips, almost without thinking.
The sensations in his groin grew, magnified, became powerful beyond belief. He almost didn’t stop her in time.
“Can’t take anymore, honey.” He gritted his teeth and forced her to release her grip on him and let him slide from her mouth. “I want to be inside of you when I come.”
“What was that you said about
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