The Girl Who Wrote Erotica, Book One: The Method (Contemporary Romance) by Angela Jordan
Authors: Angela Jordan
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boiling point.
I moved into him, letting his hands roam my body, and I drew him to a standing position, starting to walk backward and guide him toward my bedroom, our lips remaining locked, his fingers still exploring the skin beneath my shirt, at the waistline of my jeans. We bumped into the door frame, my sense of direction slightly off, and we both laughed as we continued to kiss and I righted our path, continuing until my knees hit the edge of my bed.
Successfully having reached my destination, I reached out and unbuttoned his shirt in a frenzy, each button frustrating me as I rushed to pull his clothes off. Finally the last button came undone, and I lifted his shirt over his head, my hands massaging his pecs and abs now bared to me. As I kissed him, he unbuttoned my blouse, pushing it from my shoulders. I gave him no time to reach for the bra, unfastening it behind my back and letting it fall so my breasts were exposed underneath my shirt. He kneaded them aggressively, and I moaned at the sensation.
As if on cue, we both reached for each other’s flies at the same moment. We shared a small laugh together at this unintended synchronization, looking into each other’s eyes. We kept laughing and kissing as we undressed each other, scattering pieces across the room with careless tosses. Completely unclad, with his erection firm and tall against his stomach, I reached out to grab it, stroking it and feeling the hardness and smoothness of it as he growled at the sensation.
His fingers were already between my thighs, finding my opening while rubbing my clit, and delving d eep inside me so I cried out at a sensation so intense that it almost brought me to an instant release. His touch was electric, and he was persistent as he drove his fingers deeper and deeper inside me. I stroked his cock with a new hunger, feeling the closeness as our bodies responded in unison.
Finally, I wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled him down on the bed on top of me, the weight of him driving me crazy with the delicious scent of his body. I could feel his rock-hard erection pressing at the juncture of my thighs, making me salivate with need. I thrust my hips toward him, and he took the bait, nibbling at my lips and pushing back, rubbing himself along my clit and coating his cock with the natural lube from my body. I ran my fingernails lightly over his back, and he shivered, his dick quivering against me.
I spread my legs wide, wrapping them around his back and locking my ankles behind him, offering myself up to him. I stared into his eyes, and I saw a fire in his eyes that matched my own. He seemed to get the hint quickly, positioning himself at my opening and slowly beginning to work his way inside me with short, teasing strokes. I moaned as I moved with him, my hips meeting his as he grew harder and moved deeper inside me. I couldn’t help but cry out at the feel of him at he entered more fully, hitting my g-spot over and over with sliding movements and careful attention to his position over me. His body moved in waves above me, assuring each stroke was as good for me as it was for him.
I knew I couldn’t last long like this, and I dug my nails into his back as I welcomed the strong orgasm. I came in the next moment, the shockwaves rolling through my body like electrical bolts, hot and painful and delicious. On the heels of my explosion, as the walls of my pussy convulsed around him, Jamie sputtered a curse and his cum filled me, his whole body convulsing on top of mine, driving me to yet another peak that made his own release last longer. It was like our bodies were perfectly in sync, each driving the other to new heights of pleasure.
It seemed an eternity before we both calmed, our breath ragged and our bodies drenched in the sweat of heated sexual surrender. He rolled off me, lying splayed on the bed beside me, and we didn’t speak, comrades in the afterglow of excellent sex.
I finally broke the
I moved into him, letting his hands roam my body, and I drew him to a standing position, starting to walk backward and guide him toward my bedroom, our lips remaining locked, his fingers still exploring the skin beneath my shirt, at the waistline of my jeans. We bumped into the door frame, my sense of direction slightly off, and we both laughed as we continued to kiss and I righted our path, continuing until my knees hit the edge of my bed.
Successfully having reached my destination, I reached out and unbuttoned his shirt in a frenzy, each button frustrating me as I rushed to pull his clothes off. Finally the last button came undone, and I lifted his shirt over his head, my hands massaging his pecs and abs now bared to me. As I kissed him, he unbuttoned my blouse, pushing it from my shoulders. I gave him no time to reach for the bra, unfastening it behind my back and letting it fall so my breasts were exposed underneath my shirt. He kneaded them aggressively, and I moaned at the sensation.
As if on cue, we both reached for each other’s flies at the same moment. We shared a small laugh together at this unintended synchronization, looking into each other’s eyes. We kept laughing and kissing as we undressed each other, scattering pieces across the room with careless tosses. Completely unclad, with his erection firm and tall against his stomach, I reached out to grab it, stroking it and feeling the hardness and smoothness of it as he growled at the sensation.
His fingers were already between my thighs, finding my opening while rubbing my clit, and delving d eep inside me so I cried out at a sensation so intense that it almost brought me to an instant release. His touch was electric, and he was persistent as he drove his fingers deeper and deeper inside me. I stroked his cock with a new hunger, feeling the closeness as our bodies responded in unison.
Finally, I wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled him down on the bed on top of me, the weight of him driving me crazy with the delicious scent of his body. I could feel his rock-hard erection pressing at the juncture of my thighs, making me salivate with need. I thrust my hips toward him, and he took the bait, nibbling at my lips and pushing back, rubbing himself along my clit and coating his cock with the natural lube from my body. I ran my fingernails lightly over his back, and he shivered, his dick quivering against me.
I spread my legs wide, wrapping them around his back and locking my ankles behind him, offering myself up to him. I stared into his eyes, and I saw a fire in his eyes that matched my own. He seemed to get the hint quickly, positioning himself at my opening and slowly beginning to work his way inside me with short, teasing strokes. I moaned as I moved with him, my hips meeting his as he grew harder and moved deeper inside me. I couldn’t help but cry out at the feel of him at he entered more fully, hitting my g-spot over and over with sliding movements and careful attention to his position over me. His body moved in waves above me, assuring each stroke was as good for me as it was for him.
I knew I couldn’t last long like this, and I dug my nails into his back as I welcomed the strong orgasm. I came in the next moment, the shockwaves rolling through my body like electrical bolts, hot and painful and delicious. On the heels of my explosion, as the walls of my pussy convulsed around him, Jamie sputtered a curse and his cum filled me, his whole body convulsing on top of mine, driving me to yet another peak that made his own release last longer. It was like our bodies were perfectly in sync, each driving the other to new heights of pleasure.
It seemed an eternity before we both calmed, our breath ragged and our bodies drenched in the sweat of heated sexual surrender. He rolled off me, lying splayed on the bed beside me, and we didn’t speak, comrades in the afterglow of excellent sex.
I finally broke the
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