in a soul-searing kiss, hands, tongue, mouth, him everywhere. Her pussy throbbed with the need for him, and a shift of her hips revealed the moisture pooling between her thighs.
As he moved his lips lower to kiss her neck, he drifted his hands down and cupped her ass, the ample flesh, unrestrained by underwear, yielding to his touch. Her clit was pressed against the fabric of her pants and his movements jiggled her, causing the fabric to scape against the engorged flesh and making her moan, the sound escaping into his mouth, which still covered her own.
Apparently not satisfied with the contact, Alexander slipped his hand into her pants, the feel of his hot skin against hers making her moan again. Moving lower, Alexander stroked his hands down the curve of her ass cheeks and delved between her thighs, opening her as he went, exposing her core to his touch. She moaned as he slicked his fingers through her wetness and rocked his hips, pressing his now fully erect member against her. Then he slid his hand down farther, gasping her thighs and lifting, urging her up. She complied and wrapped her legs around his lean hips, any concern about whether he could hold her weight fleeing at the feel of his hot, hard cock pressed against her cleft.
Unable to resist, she rocked her hips once, twice, moaning at the riot of sensation the movement sparked.
Alexander again captured her lips in a feverish kiss as he walked her to one of the couches and settled her there, sliding down her body to rest between her legs, eye level with her breasts. In a flash, he’d slid her pants down her legs and tossed them aside and was now at work on her shirt, which proved no match for his talented fingers. Now dressed in a bra and nothing else, Quinn remembered that he hadn’t seen her since the baby, and she wondered if the changes in her body would—
She shrieked at the pleasure that shot through her when Alexander licked a wide stripe down her still-covered breast.
“Stay with me, Quinn. Here with me right now.”
Like she’d go anywhere else, especially if he continued to lick and touch her the way he just had.
Oh, well. The lights were low. That’d have to be enough, because there was no way she could stop now. She reached for the hem of Alexander’s sinful T-shirt and pulled the garment up his torso, her way of making it clear exactly where she was, both mind and body.
At the first touch of his heated skin, the feel of the hard muscles rippling in his back, she couldn’t help but release a sigh, and when she’d finally pulled it over his head and pressed her bra-covered breasts against his chest, the heat of his skin nearly scorching her, even through the fabric, she moaned and arched into him, waiting to meet him wherever she could. As she arched, he reached behind her and made quick work of her bra, freeing her breasts for his touch, his gaze. He used both, eyes zeroing in on her breasts, thumbs stroking the puckered buds of her nipples in an erratic rhythm that mirrored her heartbeat. He then cupped her, plumping the tender flesh that overflowed his hands.
“So full, so beautiful,” he said reverently before he leaned down and captured her left nipple between his lips, circling the swollen nub with the tip of his tongue before sucking hard.
She whimpered at the action, the intense pleasure leaving her little ability to do anything else, especially when he repeated the action with the right breast. She curled her hands around his back and arched even higher, silently begging for him to continue, to push her to her release.
“Not yet,” he said with a chuckle in response to her unspoken request. “I still want to play.”
He pulled back, and she opened eyes she hadn’t realized were closed to see him slide his shorts down, carefully maneuvering around his cock, until he was fully, finally, naked.
Her heart pounded triple time at the sight of him kneeling before her, his cock jutting proud and strong, the faint light of the
As he moved his lips lower to kiss her neck, he drifted his hands down and cupped her ass, the ample flesh, unrestrained by underwear, yielding to his touch. Her clit was pressed against the fabric of her pants and his movements jiggled her, causing the fabric to scape against the engorged flesh and making her moan, the sound escaping into his mouth, which still covered her own.
Apparently not satisfied with the contact, Alexander slipped his hand into her pants, the feel of his hot skin against hers making her moan again. Moving lower, Alexander stroked his hands down the curve of her ass cheeks and delved between her thighs, opening her as he went, exposing her core to his touch. She moaned as he slicked his fingers through her wetness and rocked his hips, pressing his now fully erect member against her. Then he slid his hand down farther, gasping her thighs and lifting, urging her up. She complied and wrapped her legs around his lean hips, any concern about whether he could hold her weight fleeing at the feel of his hot, hard cock pressed against her cleft.
Unable to resist, she rocked her hips once, twice, moaning at the riot of sensation the movement sparked.
Alexander again captured her lips in a feverish kiss as he walked her to one of the couches and settled her there, sliding down her body to rest between her legs, eye level with her breasts. In a flash, he’d slid her pants down her legs and tossed them aside and was now at work on her shirt, which proved no match for his talented fingers. Now dressed in a bra and nothing else, Quinn remembered that he hadn’t seen her since the baby, and she wondered if the changes in her body would—
She shrieked at the pleasure that shot through her when Alexander licked a wide stripe down her still-covered breast.
“Stay with me, Quinn. Here with me right now.”
Like she’d go anywhere else, especially if he continued to lick and touch her the way he just had.
Oh, well. The lights were low. That’d have to be enough, because there was no way she could stop now. She reached for the hem of Alexander’s sinful T-shirt and pulled the garment up his torso, her way of making it clear exactly where she was, both mind and body.
At the first touch of his heated skin, the feel of the hard muscles rippling in his back, she couldn’t help but release a sigh, and when she’d finally pulled it over his head and pressed her bra-covered breasts against his chest, the heat of his skin nearly scorching her, even through the fabric, she moaned and arched into him, waiting to meet him wherever she could. As she arched, he reached behind her and made quick work of her bra, freeing her breasts for his touch, his gaze. He used both, eyes zeroing in on her breasts, thumbs stroking the puckered buds of her nipples in an erratic rhythm that mirrored her heartbeat. He then cupped her, plumping the tender flesh that overflowed his hands.
“So full, so beautiful,” he said reverently before he leaned down and captured her left nipple between his lips, circling the swollen nub with the tip of his tongue before sucking hard.
She whimpered at the action, the intense pleasure leaving her little ability to do anything else, especially when he repeated the action with the right breast. She curled her hands around his back and arched even higher, silently begging for him to continue, to push her to her release.
“Not yet,” he said with a chuckle in response to her unspoken request. “I still want to play.”
He pulled back, and she opened eyes she hadn’t realized were closed to see him slide his shorts down, carefully maneuvering around his cock, until he was fully, finally, naked.
Her heart pounded triple time at the sight of him kneeling before her, his cock jutting proud and strong, the faint light of the
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