loose pajama bottoms she wore. They weren’t sexy, by any means, but they still turned him on. The urge to touch her, learn every inch of her body, beat inside him. He tried to resist, but in the end, she was just too tempting. And he didn’t know if he’d ever get this opportunity again. She was in his bed, after all.
He toed off his shoes and yanked his t-shirt over his head and off. Dolf climbed into bed beside her, lying on his side. He looked at Maggie, but she didn’t stir. Emboldened, he took the next step. He ran a caressing hand down from her collarbone to her breast and circled the nipple with the tip of his finger. Maggie sighed, but continued to sleep.
Shifting a little lower on the mattress, he slowly lifted the bottom of Maggie’s t-shirt until he bared her breasts. They were perfect, topped with rosy nipples he wanted to taste. His cock strained against the front of his jeans as he bent his head and flicked one of the tight peaks with the tip of his tongue. A soft moan escaped her.
Another quick check found her still lost in slumber. Bending his head for a second time, Dolf laved her nipple before he sucked it into his mouth. He ran a hand down Maggie’s side to the top of her pajama bottoms. Her hips lifted as her breathing increased to a rapid pace. He gave her other breast the same attention, sucking it deep.
The scent of Maggie’s arousal filled his nose, making his cock throb painfully. He released her breast and watched for her reaction as he ran a finger under the waistband of her bottoms. Her hips rose off the mattress again, this time angled toward him. Returning to suckle at her breast, he pushed his hand lower, fingertips gliding over the smooth skin of her stomach, then inside her pants.
Dolf couldn’t stop himself from palming her sex. Slipping a digit between her legs, he found her more than wet. He bit back a growl of need as the tips of his fingers throbbed in time with his cock, his claws threatening to break through his skin.
He wanted more, so much more, but knew it wouldn’t be right to go any further with Maggie still deep asleep. She responded to his caresses, her wet pussy proved that. That didn’t mean he had the right to touch her anywhere else than he already had. But then, Maggie sank her fingers into his hair to hold him to her breast and whispered his name. Dolf found himself lost. He had to have more of her.
Chapter Six
Maggie felt washed away on a tide of desire. Her pussy was wet, demanding to be filled. She was having one hell of a dream. In it, Dolf touched her in the most intimate of places. Her nipples were taut, the sensation of a warm mouth sucking on them was almost too real to deny. Same with the thick strands of hair she currently clutched.
Then a finger slipped between the lips of her pussy, stroking her. She tried to spread her legs wider, but a hard body was pressed up against one. Maggie lifted her hips in invitation, craving a deeper touch. Needing it.
Her body seemed to go up in flames as another digit came into play, joining the first. They slid inside her core, moving in and out. She couldn’t resist riding them, wanting a deeper penetration. The mouth at her breast sucked harder while the fingers pumped faster. At the rate her arousal grew, it wouldn’t take much to send her into release. She moaned as her pussy became even wetter.
Her nipple was released, and a deep, gruff voice said, “Let go, Maggie. Come on my hand.”
That was enough to bring her fully awake. Maggie gasped when she realized it was truly Dolf who touched her, not a dream version of him. It hadn’t been a product of her mind. He was stretched out next to her, his fingers deep inside her.
“Dolf,” she said, his name ending on a moan of pleasure as he continued to work in and out of her.
“Mine,” he answered before he sealed her lips with his.
Maggie immediately found herself drowning in the taste of Dolf when he pushed his tongue inside her mouth. He
He toed off his shoes and yanked his t-shirt over his head and off. Dolf climbed into bed beside her, lying on his side. He looked at Maggie, but she didn’t stir. Emboldened, he took the next step. He ran a caressing hand down from her collarbone to her breast and circled the nipple with the tip of his finger. Maggie sighed, but continued to sleep.
Shifting a little lower on the mattress, he slowly lifted the bottom of Maggie’s t-shirt until he bared her breasts. They were perfect, topped with rosy nipples he wanted to taste. His cock strained against the front of his jeans as he bent his head and flicked one of the tight peaks with the tip of his tongue. A soft moan escaped her.
Another quick check found her still lost in slumber. Bending his head for a second time, Dolf laved her nipple before he sucked it into his mouth. He ran a hand down Maggie’s side to the top of her pajama bottoms. Her hips lifted as her breathing increased to a rapid pace. He gave her other breast the same attention, sucking it deep.
The scent of Maggie’s arousal filled his nose, making his cock throb painfully. He released her breast and watched for her reaction as he ran a finger under the waistband of her bottoms. Her hips rose off the mattress again, this time angled toward him. Returning to suckle at her breast, he pushed his hand lower, fingertips gliding over the smooth skin of her stomach, then inside her pants.
Dolf couldn’t stop himself from palming her sex. Slipping a digit between her legs, he found her more than wet. He bit back a growl of need as the tips of his fingers throbbed in time with his cock, his claws threatening to break through his skin.
He wanted more, so much more, but knew it wouldn’t be right to go any further with Maggie still deep asleep. She responded to his caresses, her wet pussy proved that. That didn’t mean he had the right to touch her anywhere else than he already had. But then, Maggie sank her fingers into his hair to hold him to her breast and whispered his name. Dolf found himself lost. He had to have more of her.
Chapter Six
Maggie felt washed away on a tide of desire. Her pussy was wet, demanding to be filled. She was having one hell of a dream. In it, Dolf touched her in the most intimate of places. Her nipples were taut, the sensation of a warm mouth sucking on them was almost too real to deny. Same with the thick strands of hair she currently clutched.
Then a finger slipped between the lips of her pussy, stroking her. She tried to spread her legs wider, but a hard body was pressed up against one. Maggie lifted her hips in invitation, craving a deeper touch. Needing it.
Her body seemed to go up in flames as another digit came into play, joining the first. They slid inside her core, moving in and out. She couldn’t resist riding them, wanting a deeper penetration. The mouth at her breast sucked harder while the fingers pumped faster. At the rate her arousal grew, it wouldn’t take much to send her into release. She moaned as her pussy became even wetter.
Her nipple was released, and a deep, gruff voice said, “Let go, Maggie. Come on my hand.”
That was enough to bring her fully awake. Maggie gasped when she realized it was truly Dolf who touched her, not a dream version of him. It hadn’t been a product of her mind. He was stretched out next to her, his fingers deep inside her.
“Dolf,” she said, his name ending on a moan of pleasure as he continued to work in and out of her.
“Mine,” he answered before he sealed her lips with his.
Maggie immediately found herself drowning in the taste of Dolf when he pushed his tongue inside her mouth. He
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