SummerSins by Kathy Kulig Page B

angry. He bolted
across the room, pulled her into his arms and kissed her so hard her breath
left her lungs in a whoosh. He parted his lips, accepted her tongue, opening
and deepening the kiss more. His tongue met with hers, thrusting, teasing,
urging for more.
    His hands yanked her dress up and grabbed her bare ass. The
hardness of his cock pressed against her pussy and she rocked her hips and
ground into his thick shaft. “You want me?” he asked.
    “Yes.” Her pussy clenched at the thought of making love to
him.
    “God, I’ve wanted you from the moment I saw you at TropiX.”
His mouth trailed kisses along her throat, down to her shoulder. He pulled at
the front of her dress, revealing her breasts and sucked in a hard nipple,
rolling his rough tongue around the tip.
    She moaned and arched her back.
    He stopped then swept her up in his arms and carried her
into the next room, his bedroom. Setting her down, he got out of his clothes
and stood before a large platform bed against the far wall with more windows
that looked out over the ocean. He was built amazingly. Wide, chest, flat abs
and muscular thighs and arms. She had been instantly attracted to him when she
first met him, but his body sent a thrill of excitement through her.
    “Wow,” she exclaimed.
    “The view is grand isn’t it?” He glanced toward the windows.
    “Yes, it is, but I was talking about you. When do you have
time to work out?”
    “A gym at work.” He leaned forward and brushed his lips over
hers. Immediately her hands encircled his waist. He pulled back slightly,
looked into her eyes then pulled her dress up over her head. He must’ve seen
the lust in her eyes, felt her desperation, because a second later his mouth
came down on hers again, harder and opened, plunging his tongue deeply and
meeting with hers.
    “Slow and easy isn’t going to cut it,” she said.
    She melted into him. Her head whirled with a hungry,
desperate need. Moving down her body, he kissed and caressed her breasts. His
teeth gently tugged on each nipple, giving enough pressure to send chills
skidding over her skin. Then he knelt in front of her and licked her pussy.
Spreading her labia, he exposed her clit and swiped his tongue over the tender
bud. Emma dug her fingers into his shoulders to keep from falling over.
    Picking her up, he lowered her onto the bed and continued
pleasuring her, touching her in the most exquisite places. An orgasm was
quickly building and each time she was almost there, he eased off. She groaned
and pressed his head back to continue. “Don’t stop, I’m right there.”
    “Don’t be in a rush.” He got up and slipped on a condom then
returned between her legs and thrust deep in her pussy.
    Emma’s hip rose off the bed and she cried out. In the back
of her mind she wondered where were the flogger, the restraints, the medieval
furnishings and torture devices? The rhythm of Adrian’s thrusts awakened new
sensations in her. Never had she felt so glorious in making love to a man.
    Adrian’s hands drew her to his side so they were facing each
other and their position was slightly shifted. The angle of his cock deepened
and rubbed against her clit. He rocked his hips and she met his thrusts with a
matching rhythm, savoring every moment. The masterful strokes stimulated her
perfectly. “Adrian, don’t stop.”
    “Not this time.” The look in his eyes echoed the sentiment.
    The orgasm began as a glimmer of sensations in her groin
then blazed through every nerve ending in violent pulses. Pulling him down on
top of her, she clung to him as the heady surge ravaged her. He cried out,
thrust rapidly as his own climax took him.
    He collapsed beside her, drawing her into his arms, pressing
her head to his shoulder. “So beautiful,” he murmured before she fell asleep.
    She woke to the smell of bacon and eggs and a wondrous view
of the ocean. How would anyone ever get tired of that sight? She got up and
walked into the kitchen. He looked so good