Sweetest Salvation by Kacey Hammell Page A

hard shaft while his fingers made quick work of the
buttons holding her tangerine silk blouse together. She lowered her arm as he
dragged the collar of her shirt down her shoulders. His palmed her breasts
again, leaving her arms stuck in the loose sleeves, which made it nearly
impossible to move.
    He nipped her shoulder with
his teeth. She gasped as he undid the front clasp of her bra. Her breasts fell
into his hands, and he twisted the nipples between his fingers and thumbs.
    Her hips jerked against his,
legs shaking. “Hunter,” she groaned, arms flexing. She wanted to touch him, but
her movements were hindered.
    “Christ, your tits are
perfect,” he growled and flexed his hips against her ass. His fingers played
with her breasts. Electricity sparked against her nipples as never before.
    Andy looked down. Hunter’s
hands were flat as only the palms circled her nipples. They beaded and
tightened. Shots of heat rushed straight to her pussy.
    If not for Hunter pressing
tighter against her, she would have fallen on her ass. Her pussy throbbed,
aching to be filled. She’d never had an orgasm from just having her nipples
played with, but she felt the precipice just on the horizon.
    Not wanting to finish too
soon, she was able to lower her hands, wrenched the shirt off, and pushed back
into Hunter.
    “Oh yes, Andy.” His teeth
nipped her neck hard, then licked it to soothe the
sting. “Your ass is so good against my dick.”
    “ Mmm ,”
Andy moaned and placed a hand behind her. She shifted her ass a tiny bit and
ran her fingers along his rigid length. “You’re so hard.”
    Hunter’s hands squeezed her
breasts tight. His hips moved in perfect rhythm with her hand.
    He clasped her waist and
turned her. Andy looked into his cloudy-grey eyes as she undid the button and
zipper of his slacks. Once undone, she slid her hand inside the waistband and
found his naked flesh.
    Hunter leaned forward to kiss
her, but she arched her neck, her head pressing hard against the door. His lips
found her neck once again, lavishing her with kisses and nips.
    To touch him like this was
surreal. She wanted to stroke and pet him, and have
him do the same in return. But in the end, she still had to walk away without
getting too intimate.
    To have him kiss her would
make it all too personal. If she could refrain from doing that, no matter how
much she longed to taste him, then she might leave the room unscathed.
    Andy stroked his cock up and
down and spread the pre-cum over his length. He was wide and long, probably
bigger than she’d ever had inside her before.
    No.
    No, she couldn’t compare him
to anyone else. Especially…
    Dammit .
    Pulling her hand from his
pants, she moaned as his teeth found her nipple. He bit down on her hard. She
gasped, back arching, and pushed it farther into his mouth.
    Hands at his waist, she
applied pressure to walk backward toward the sofa. His head lifted and his gaze
met hers. He cupped her cheeks and angled his head low.
    She pulled back a bit and
smiled at him, putting on a brave face. His lips were a temptation she had a
hard time battling.
    Andy tucked her fingers back
into his pants, and pushed them off his hips. Her hand circled his cock again
and pumped him.
    “Sweetheart,” he groaned, eyes heavy with desire and heat.
    “ Shh ,”
Andy whispered. She gave him a gentle shove to sit on the center of the sofa
and removed his shoes and clothing.
    Dressed only in a red
t-shirt, his cock standing at full attention, he made Andy’s mouth water. She
averted her gaze and tried to resist the intimacy of taking him in her mouth.
They’d agreed to have sex. That was all she intended to do.
    She caught sight of the
remote on the table beside the couch. With a grin directed at Hunter, she said,
“Let’s see what we have behind the curtain.”
    He reached out a hand. “No,
Andy, let it just be the two of us…”
    “ Shh ,
let’s just take a peek.”
    The black curtain opened to
reveal a brunette