good…” His thumbs spread her pussy lips wide and she threw her head back, eyes closing as his lips closed over her clit. “Mmmmm,” his satisfied groan vibrated through her, and a low harsh sound she’d never heard erupted from her throat.
He ravished her with hot, lavish strokes of his tongue, searing sucks of his lips. She’d never had a lover do this to her and now she knew what the fuss was about. The moist pull of his lips, the firm thrusts and flicks of his tongue were beyond anything she’d ever imagined, even in her hottest fantasies.
The tip of his tongue circled her clit once, twice, then furrowed into her slit, licking firmly up and down before thrusting inside. She squirmed to get closer. The soft hard penetration was at once mind-blowing and maddeningly unfulfilling. She needed something harder, thicker, driving inside.
As though he read her mind, he slipped his tongue from her snug canal and again fastened his lips around the pulsing bud of her clit. One finger, then another, stretched her wide and the combined pressure was enough to make her shout. His low murmurs of pleasure and the soft, sucking sounds of his loving sent flashes of heat radiating from her clit to every nerve ending in her body.
Pleasure coiled like a spring low in her pelvis, and she rocked against his mouth, urging him to suck her harder, to fuck her deeper with those skilled fingers. Her orgasm hit her in an explosion of color and light, gold and red bursts firing behind her eyelids. She had a fleeting hope that she wouldn’t launch herself backward over the railing.
Luckily Tony was there, sliding up her body and wrapping his arms around her. The cool, crisp fabric of his shirt rasped against her heated skin and she shuddered as he devoured her mouth. Her own musky scent clung to his lips, mingling with the scent of his lime shaving cream.
He sucked and bit at her lips, pulling her hands up to the front of his shirt. Obligingly she worked her way down the row of buttons, eager to get him as naked as she. He rained hot kisses on her cheeks, ears, and neck as she spread his shirt open with a satisfied murmur. He leaned in and she gasped at the first contact of skin on skin. The wiry hairs dusting his chest teased her oversensitized nipples and she pressed closer, rubbing against him like a cat in heat.
He ducked his head and tongued her nipples in teasing flicks. His hand closed over her wrist and he slid her palm against his erection, pressing fervently against the fly of his trousers. “Feel how hard you make me? I bet I could punch this through drywall.”
Frustrated by the barrier of clothing, she impatiently unbuckled his belt and unfastened the trousers. Her hand shoved inside the waistband of his boxers and now her palm overflowed with red hot silky smooth skin. She traced her fingers over the head, slid lower so she could grip him. Her mouth went dry.
“Oh my.”
“What?” His whisper was choked.
She hadn’t realized she’d said anything. “You weren’t kidding?”
“About what?” She could barely see his face in the moonlight, but his gaze had gone so dark and vague she would have been surprised if he knew his own name.
She slid her fist down his shaft in a measuring glide. “The dildo.” Her thumb traced the impressive breadth of the head, dipping in the little slit at the tip to capture a thick pearl of fluid. “I think you are thicker.”
He groaned and closed his fist over hers, thrusting his hips and guiding her motion, showing her how to pump him until he was rigid and throbbing and all but pulsing out of his skin.
“There’s a condom in my pocket,” he growled. “Get it out.”
Were they going to do it out here?
“Now.”
The harsh, demanding tone was one she’d never heard from Tony. It brooked no argument. It sent a fresh spurt of moisture to ease the way of that maddeningly thick cock. She reached in his front pocket and fumbled around a bit, finally extracting the small foil
He ravished her with hot, lavish strokes of his tongue, searing sucks of his lips. She’d never had a lover do this to her and now she knew what the fuss was about. The moist pull of his lips, the firm thrusts and flicks of his tongue were beyond anything she’d ever imagined, even in her hottest fantasies.
The tip of his tongue circled her clit once, twice, then furrowed into her slit, licking firmly up and down before thrusting inside. She squirmed to get closer. The soft hard penetration was at once mind-blowing and maddeningly unfulfilling. She needed something harder, thicker, driving inside.
As though he read her mind, he slipped his tongue from her snug canal and again fastened his lips around the pulsing bud of her clit. One finger, then another, stretched her wide and the combined pressure was enough to make her shout. His low murmurs of pleasure and the soft, sucking sounds of his loving sent flashes of heat radiating from her clit to every nerve ending in her body.
Pleasure coiled like a spring low in her pelvis, and she rocked against his mouth, urging him to suck her harder, to fuck her deeper with those skilled fingers. Her orgasm hit her in an explosion of color and light, gold and red bursts firing behind her eyelids. She had a fleeting hope that she wouldn’t launch herself backward over the railing.
Luckily Tony was there, sliding up her body and wrapping his arms around her. The cool, crisp fabric of his shirt rasped against her heated skin and she shuddered as he devoured her mouth. Her own musky scent clung to his lips, mingling with the scent of his lime shaving cream.
He sucked and bit at her lips, pulling her hands up to the front of his shirt. Obligingly she worked her way down the row of buttons, eager to get him as naked as she. He rained hot kisses on her cheeks, ears, and neck as she spread his shirt open with a satisfied murmur. He leaned in and she gasped at the first contact of skin on skin. The wiry hairs dusting his chest teased her oversensitized nipples and she pressed closer, rubbing against him like a cat in heat.
He ducked his head and tongued her nipples in teasing flicks. His hand closed over her wrist and he slid her palm against his erection, pressing fervently against the fly of his trousers. “Feel how hard you make me? I bet I could punch this through drywall.”
Frustrated by the barrier of clothing, she impatiently unbuckled his belt and unfastened the trousers. Her hand shoved inside the waistband of his boxers and now her palm overflowed with red hot silky smooth skin. She traced her fingers over the head, slid lower so she could grip him. Her mouth went dry.
“Oh my.”
“What?” His whisper was choked.
She hadn’t realized she’d said anything. “You weren’t kidding?”
“About what?” She could barely see his face in the moonlight, but his gaze had gone so dark and vague she would have been surprised if he knew his own name.
She slid her fist down his shaft in a measuring glide. “The dildo.” Her thumb traced the impressive breadth of the head, dipping in the little slit at the tip to capture a thick pearl of fluid. “I think you are thicker.”
He groaned and closed his fist over hers, thrusting his hips and guiding her motion, showing her how to pump him until he was rigid and throbbing and all but pulsing out of his skin.
“There’s a condom in my pocket,” he growled. “Get it out.”
Were they going to do it out here?
“Now.”
The harsh, demanding tone was one she’d never heard from Tony. It brooked no argument. It sent a fresh spurt of moisture to ease the way of that maddeningly thick cock. She reached in his front pocket and fumbled around a bit, finally extracting the small foil
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