tasted so good, spicy and exciting.
She felt cool air on her breast and pulled back. He nipped at her lips but smiled as
he pushed her shirt off her shoulders. She pulled her hands free of the fabric, but she
wasn’t going to let him have all the fun. Working on the ties on his shirt, her fingers
fumbled. She couldn’t push his shirt wide as he’d done to her shirt. His shirt didn’t lace
to the bottom. She groaned when the shirt kept getting in her way. She pulled the shirt
up his chest. He took over and tugged the shirt off tossing it to the ground. Licking her
lips, she eyed the broad expanse of chest in front of her. She ran her hands over his ribs
and inward. The muscles beneath her fingers tensed and flexed. She loved feeling the
ripple beneath his skin. Her fingers flicked over the hard, dark brown nipples.
He groaned. His hands tightened as they smoothed up her waist. She almost
screamed as they stopped just below her rib cage. She wanted him to touch her. He lay
back on the couch, pulling her on top of him. He brushed her black hair over her
shoulder as she leaned over him. She needed to kiss him. Her lips settled over his, her
tongue stroking his. She lifted his hands to her breasts. He squeezed gently before his
hands slid down cupping the mounds. The flesh didn’t come close to filling his hands,
but he didn’t seem to mind. His brown eyes burned with desire. She felt the ridge of his
cock against her buttocks. She wanted to rip away the cloth separating them. She
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wriggled a little as she unfastened her skirt. She couldn’t get it past her thighs.
Frustrated, she used a little magic to remove the barrier.
“Slow down. We have plenty of time.” His hands stroked down over her buttocks.
“I’m just getting more comfortable. Wouldn’t you feel better if you were out of
those pants and in me?” She traced her tongue over the firm line of his lips.
He groaned. “Are you trying to make me crazy? I want that but we should go
slowly.”
She could tell he was trying hard to keep his control. Just knowing he felt the need
to hold onto his urges made her want to push him until that grip broke, but she sensed
there was something more behind the urge than just normal controlling tendencies. So
she decided to show him that she didn’t need the extra time he was insisting on.
Grasping one of his hands, she pulled it between them. Lifting her hips just a little, she
urged his fingers between the slick lips. His finger curled, stroking over her clit. She
gasped, releasing his hand to brace her hand on the couch near his shoulder. Her mouth
slid over his chin and down to his neck. She nibbled along the strong column to his
shoulder. Her tongue swirled and lapped at his slightly salty skin.
“We can go very slowly if you’ll just cooperate.” She felt a little wicked just
suggesting it. She’d never been so bold before but he seemed so restrained that she just
had to take some kind of action or he’d push them both to their limits.
He growled. She felt the rumble, thrilled at his response. She felt a tingle ripple over
her lower body and then they were flesh to flesh. He smiled and nudged her hips
backward. She rose onto her knees. His hand reached between them as she slowly
lowered herself. His cock nudged at her entrance. She felt the head slip inside, a flare of
sharp sweet sensation as the skin stretched. She lowered her body slowly. His hands
grasped her hips.
“Ride me. Slowly, and lean down. I want to taste those gorgeous breasts.” His eyes
locked on the full globes.
She rotated her hips grinning at him, then leaned down, lowering her breasts so
that he could reach them. His tongue flicked at the hard bead of her right nipple. She
licked her lips as anticipation curled through her. She rocked her hips, keeping the
strokes slow and shallow. Sparks and flutters of pleasure built inside her.
His fingers lightly brushed her cheek. “Close
She felt cool air on her breast and pulled back. He nipped at her lips but smiled as
he pushed her shirt off her shoulders. She pulled her hands free of the fabric, but she
wasn’t going to let him have all the fun. Working on the ties on his shirt, her fingers
fumbled. She couldn’t push his shirt wide as he’d done to her shirt. His shirt didn’t lace
to the bottom. She groaned when the shirt kept getting in her way. She pulled the shirt
up his chest. He took over and tugged the shirt off tossing it to the ground. Licking her
lips, she eyed the broad expanse of chest in front of her. She ran her hands over his ribs
and inward. The muscles beneath her fingers tensed and flexed. She loved feeling the
ripple beneath his skin. Her fingers flicked over the hard, dark brown nipples.
He groaned. His hands tightened as they smoothed up her waist. She almost
screamed as they stopped just below her rib cage. She wanted him to touch her. He lay
back on the couch, pulling her on top of him. He brushed her black hair over her
shoulder as she leaned over him. She needed to kiss him. Her lips settled over his, her
tongue stroking his. She lifted his hands to her breasts. He squeezed gently before his
hands slid down cupping the mounds. The flesh didn’t come close to filling his hands,
but he didn’t seem to mind. His brown eyes burned with desire. She felt the ridge of his
cock against her buttocks. She wanted to rip away the cloth separating them. She
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wriggled a little as she unfastened her skirt. She couldn’t get it past her thighs.
Frustrated, she used a little magic to remove the barrier.
“Slow down. We have plenty of time.” His hands stroked down over her buttocks.
“I’m just getting more comfortable. Wouldn’t you feel better if you were out of
those pants and in me?” She traced her tongue over the firm line of his lips.
He groaned. “Are you trying to make me crazy? I want that but we should go
slowly.”
She could tell he was trying hard to keep his control. Just knowing he felt the need
to hold onto his urges made her want to push him until that grip broke, but she sensed
there was something more behind the urge than just normal controlling tendencies. So
she decided to show him that she didn’t need the extra time he was insisting on.
Grasping one of his hands, she pulled it between them. Lifting her hips just a little, she
urged his fingers between the slick lips. His finger curled, stroking over her clit. She
gasped, releasing his hand to brace her hand on the couch near his shoulder. Her mouth
slid over his chin and down to his neck. She nibbled along the strong column to his
shoulder. Her tongue swirled and lapped at his slightly salty skin.
“We can go very slowly if you’ll just cooperate.” She felt a little wicked just
suggesting it. She’d never been so bold before but he seemed so restrained that she just
had to take some kind of action or he’d push them both to their limits.
He growled. She felt the rumble, thrilled at his response. She felt a tingle ripple over
her lower body and then they were flesh to flesh. He smiled and nudged her hips
backward. She rose onto her knees. His hand reached between them as she slowly
lowered herself. His cock nudged at her entrance. She felt the head slip inside, a flare of
sharp sweet sensation as the skin stretched. She lowered her body slowly. His hands
grasped her hips.
“Ride me. Slowly, and lean down. I want to taste those gorgeous breasts.” His eyes
locked on the full globes.
She rotated her hips grinning at him, then leaned down, lowering her breasts so
that he could reach them. His tongue flicked at the hard bead of her right nipple. She
licked her lips as anticipation curled through her. She rocked her hips, keeping the
strokes slow and shallow. Sparks and flutters of pleasure built inside her.
His fingers lightly brushed her cheek. “Close
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