packet.
“Feeling pretty sure of yourself, were you?”
“Sometimes it pays to be optimistic. Now put it on me.”
She did, so thrilled by the idea that he’d premeditated sex with her that she didn’t even flinch at his domineering tone.
The second the condom was on, he cupped her face in a gentle, sensuous kiss that belied his barely contained sexual aggression. “I’ve been waiting a long time for this, Lauren.”
Gently he turned her around and placed her hands on the rail. He pressed close until his chest was sealed against her back, the tip of his cock teasing the plump folds of her pussy. She groaned in anticipation as his fingers dipped down between her legs, spreading her open.
He probed, bending his knees a little and then, oh Jesus, he was sliding inside. She bent forward, tipping her ass up to give him better access, as the slide and stretch traced the thin edge between pleasure and pain.
“You’re so tight,” he murmured, a hand coming up to play with her breasts. “I don’t want to hurt you,” he eased back, then slid forward again, going deeper this time, “but it’s so hard to hold back when all I want to do is fuck you hard and fast.”
She clenched and jerked around him, her body attempting to suck him deeper, even though it wasn’t quite ready. He rocked against her, easing his way in until finally he was buried to the hilt. She shifted and squirmed against him, trying to adjust to the sensation of being so thoroughly penetrated. With every move, the tip of his cock nudged against nerve endings she never knew she had, outside and in, until finally she began working her way back and forth, in tiny little strokes.
His hands seemed everywhere; on her breasts, on her ass, fingers sliding into the juicy folds of her pussy to tease her clit. She shuddered as a puff of warm, moist air tickled her ear and his tongue snaked out to lick her earlobe.
He settled into a slow, easy rhythm punctuated by strums of her clit and hot wet kisses on her neck, shoulders, cheeks, lips. His breath sawed in and out of his chest, mingling with the distant crashing of the waves and the rush of the night breeze.
“No!” she let out a frustrated cry when he suddenly pulled out. Her pussy throbbed in protest, angry to be denied the orgasm that had hovered so near.
“I want to watch you when you come. I want to see your face.” He pulled her through the sliding glass doors and shoved her back on the bed so hard she bounced. She lay there, legs sprawled. The bedside lamps were on, and suddenly a wave of embarrassment threatened to eradicate all thoughts of pleasure. The few lovers she’d had were strictly the lights-out-under-the-covers sort, and they never seemed inclined to study her with the intensity Tony exhibited.
She reached for the bedspread folded at the end of the bed.
“Don’t you dare.” The lusty growl stopped her dead. “Don’t you have any idea how gorgeous you are?”
He slowly peeled back his shirt and her self-consciousness fled as she focused on the unbearably delicious picture he presented. Thick, ropy muscles banded his chest and arms, broad shoulders tapered into firm, rippling abs that epitomized the term “six-pack.”
And lower…lower was the most impressive erection she’d ever seen, in person or in porn, shiny, wet, and straining toward her like it couldn’t wait to get back inside her.
Impatiently, she scrambled to her knees and helped him shove his boxers and pants the rest of the way down, laughing at his curse when he had to pause and take off his socks and shoes.
Then he was climbing on top of her, pausing to remove her sandals as he hooked one, then the other leg around his hips. “Put me in,” he whispered, guiding her fingers down between their bodies. She gripped his shaft, guiding him forward until the tip of his cock brushed against her sex. She slid him back and forth, bathing him in her juices until neither of them could stand to wait any longer.
This
“Feeling pretty sure of yourself, were you?”
“Sometimes it pays to be optimistic. Now put it on me.”
She did, so thrilled by the idea that he’d premeditated sex with her that she didn’t even flinch at his domineering tone.
The second the condom was on, he cupped her face in a gentle, sensuous kiss that belied his barely contained sexual aggression. “I’ve been waiting a long time for this, Lauren.”
Gently he turned her around and placed her hands on the rail. He pressed close until his chest was sealed against her back, the tip of his cock teasing the plump folds of her pussy. She groaned in anticipation as his fingers dipped down between her legs, spreading her open.
He probed, bending his knees a little and then, oh Jesus, he was sliding inside. She bent forward, tipping her ass up to give him better access, as the slide and stretch traced the thin edge between pleasure and pain.
“You’re so tight,” he murmured, a hand coming up to play with her breasts. “I don’t want to hurt you,” he eased back, then slid forward again, going deeper this time, “but it’s so hard to hold back when all I want to do is fuck you hard and fast.”
She clenched and jerked around him, her body attempting to suck him deeper, even though it wasn’t quite ready. He rocked against her, easing his way in until finally he was buried to the hilt. She shifted and squirmed against him, trying to adjust to the sensation of being so thoroughly penetrated. With every move, the tip of his cock nudged against nerve endings she never knew she had, outside and in, until finally she began working her way back and forth, in tiny little strokes.
His hands seemed everywhere; on her breasts, on her ass, fingers sliding into the juicy folds of her pussy to tease her clit. She shuddered as a puff of warm, moist air tickled her ear and his tongue snaked out to lick her earlobe.
He settled into a slow, easy rhythm punctuated by strums of her clit and hot wet kisses on her neck, shoulders, cheeks, lips. His breath sawed in and out of his chest, mingling with the distant crashing of the waves and the rush of the night breeze.
“No!” she let out a frustrated cry when he suddenly pulled out. Her pussy throbbed in protest, angry to be denied the orgasm that had hovered so near.
“I want to watch you when you come. I want to see your face.” He pulled her through the sliding glass doors and shoved her back on the bed so hard she bounced. She lay there, legs sprawled. The bedside lamps were on, and suddenly a wave of embarrassment threatened to eradicate all thoughts of pleasure. The few lovers she’d had were strictly the lights-out-under-the-covers sort, and they never seemed inclined to study her with the intensity Tony exhibited.
She reached for the bedspread folded at the end of the bed.
“Don’t you dare.” The lusty growl stopped her dead. “Don’t you have any idea how gorgeous you are?”
He slowly peeled back his shirt and her self-consciousness fled as she focused on the unbearably delicious picture he presented. Thick, ropy muscles banded his chest and arms, broad shoulders tapered into firm, rippling abs that epitomized the term “six-pack.”
And lower…lower was the most impressive erection she’d ever seen, in person or in porn, shiny, wet, and straining toward her like it couldn’t wait to get back inside her.
Impatiently, she scrambled to her knees and helped him shove his boxers and pants the rest of the way down, laughing at his curse when he had to pause and take off his socks and shoes.
Then he was climbing on top of her, pausing to remove her sandals as he hooked one, then the other leg around his hips. “Put me in,” he whispered, guiding her fingers down between their bodies. She gripped his shaft, guiding him forward until the tip of his cock brushed against her sex. She slid him back and forth, bathing him in her juices until neither of them could stand to wait any longer.
This
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