breasts, feeling her nipples harden
even more beneath the pressure of his thumbs. She swayed her hips a little, but
he was certain she didn’t realize how the movement ground against his erection
and caused him exquisite pain.
Or maybe she did.
The thought pleased him and he slid his hands down her ribcage, enjoying
her sharp intake of breath as his fingers moved over her stomach. He let his
fingertips dip just inside the lacy edge of her panties, sliding them along her
trembling flesh until she gave that little mewling sound again.
He reached for the sides of her panties and, meeting her eyes in the
mirror, slowly drew them down until they fell to join the skirt pooled around
her ankles. Apart from her low heeled sandals, she was naked, and he let his
eyes devour her.
She tried to turn and face him, but he held her in place. “Stay right
there. I’ll want to see your ass, but right now I want your breasts, your sweet
pussy.” He kissed her neck, still meeting her gaze in the mirror, and bit in
gently. She gasped and closed her eyes.
“Open them,” he snapped. “Watch me touch you.”
When she did, he moved his hands over her stomach and felt her muscles
jerk. With one arm around her waist he anchored her, then let his free hand
glide toward the top of her mound. “A natural blonde,” he said as he flicked
his fingers over her light covering of pubic hair. “Soft.” Another flick.
“Silky.” And another. “How will you taste? Like your mouth? Tart? Sweet?”
He touched the tip of his forefinger to her slit, and made her moan
again. She pushed her hips back against him as she turned to look over her
shoulder at him. “Please, Reed. More.”
He pushed his finger deeper inside her, tugging her back against him
when she tried to buck her hips. “You’ll have more when I see fit, princess,”
he said as his lips brushed her ear. “Until then, you’ll take what I give you.”
Her continued mewling pushed him over the edge. He pulled out his finger
and spun her around to face him. Her face was flushed, her eyelids heavy, and
she was the sexiest woman he’d ever seen.
Her juices spread across his finger and he drew it to his mouth and
tasted. “Oh yeah, tart and sweet. Perfect.”
Her throat contracted as she swallowed, then her breath hitched as he
lifted her into his arms again and carried her to the bed. Brusquely, he dumped
her on the duvet. The time for pleasantries was long past. He felt almost out
of control. Primitive. Primal.
He shoved her legs apart and knelt between her knees. Reaching his hands
underneath her ass, he hoisted up her hips. His heart hammered in his tight
chest; his lungs squeezed with the effort of drawing breath. But damn it to
hell, he had to have her.
Lowering his head, he took her, pushing his tongue inside her tight
pussy even as he released her ass so he could use his hands to open her slit.
No finesse, he thought dazedly, just lust. Pure lust. Pure desire. He’d
been reduced to one pulsing mass of need.
Wanting to make her pay for that, he drove his tongue so deep inside her
that she cried out. He used his thumb to find her clit, and began working her
until she writhed on the bed, her hands flaying out as she searched for
purchase.
Her muscles contracted. She came. Hard and fast.
While his heart continued to pound along with his cock, Reed withdrew
his mouth. She looked at him through half closed lids, her breasts rising and
falling as she grabbed for air.
When her tongue slipped out to wet her bottom lip, Reed felt his cock
jerk. He needed to be inside her. Now.
He stood, watching her as he stripped off his clothes. All the while,
her sultry gaze tracked his movements. She stretched sinuously and gave a
little purring sound as he stood naked above her.
Grabbing a condom from the drawer of his bedside cabinet, he sheathed
himself, then moved onto the bed. He pushed up her knees again and knelt
between her silky thighs.
He shoved his hands beneath her ass,
even more beneath the pressure of his thumbs. She swayed her hips a little, but
he was certain she didn’t realize how the movement ground against his erection
and caused him exquisite pain.
Or maybe she did.
The thought pleased him and he slid his hands down her ribcage, enjoying
her sharp intake of breath as his fingers moved over her stomach. He let his
fingertips dip just inside the lacy edge of her panties, sliding them along her
trembling flesh until she gave that little mewling sound again.
He reached for the sides of her panties and, meeting her eyes in the
mirror, slowly drew them down until they fell to join the skirt pooled around
her ankles. Apart from her low heeled sandals, she was naked, and he let his
eyes devour her.
She tried to turn and face him, but he held her in place. “Stay right
there. I’ll want to see your ass, but right now I want your breasts, your sweet
pussy.” He kissed her neck, still meeting her gaze in the mirror, and bit in
gently. She gasped and closed her eyes.
“Open them,” he snapped. “Watch me touch you.”
When she did, he moved his hands over her stomach and felt her muscles
jerk. With one arm around her waist he anchored her, then let his free hand
glide toward the top of her mound. “A natural blonde,” he said as he flicked
his fingers over her light covering of pubic hair. “Soft.” Another flick.
“Silky.” And another. “How will you taste? Like your mouth? Tart? Sweet?”
He touched the tip of his forefinger to her slit, and made her moan
again. She pushed her hips back against him as she turned to look over her
shoulder at him. “Please, Reed. More.”
He pushed his finger deeper inside her, tugging her back against him
when she tried to buck her hips. “You’ll have more when I see fit, princess,”
he said as his lips brushed her ear. “Until then, you’ll take what I give you.”
Her continued mewling pushed him over the edge. He pulled out his finger
and spun her around to face him. Her face was flushed, her eyelids heavy, and
she was the sexiest woman he’d ever seen.
Her juices spread across his finger and he drew it to his mouth and
tasted. “Oh yeah, tart and sweet. Perfect.”
Her throat contracted as she swallowed, then her breath hitched as he
lifted her into his arms again and carried her to the bed. Brusquely, he dumped
her on the duvet. The time for pleasantries was long past. He felt almost out
of control. Primitive. Primal.
He shoved her legs apart and knelt between her knees. Reaching his hands
underneath her ass, he hoisted up her hips. His heart hammered in his tight
chest; his lungs squeezed with the effort of drawing breath. But damn it to
hell, he had to have her.
Lowering his head, he took her, pushing his tongue inside her tight
pussy even as he released her ass so he could use his hands to open her slit.
No finesse, he thought dazedly, just lust. Pure lust. Pure desire. He’d
been reduced to one pulsing mass of need.
Wanting to make her pay for that, he drove his tongue so deep inside her
that she cried out. He used his thumb to find her clit, and began working her
until she writhed on the bed, her hands flaying out as she searched for
purchase.
Her muscles contracted. She came. Hard and fast.
While his heart continued to pound along with his cock, Reed withdrew
his mouth. She looked at him through half closed lids, her breasts rising and
falling as she grabbed for air.
When her tongue slipped out to wet her bottom lip, Reed felt his cock
jerk. He needed to be inside her. Now.
He stood, watching her as he stripped off his clothes. All the while,
her sultry gaze tracked his movements. She stretched sinuously and gave a
little purring sound as he stood naked above her.
Grabbing a condom from the drawer of his bedside cabinet, he sheathed
himself, then moved onto the bed. He pushed up her knees again and knelt
between her silky thighs.
He shoved his hands beneath her ass,
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