believe how hard but velvety smooth his pulsing flesh felt in her fist. She learned that the tight line which ran up his length was particularly sensitive and that the top inch just below the wide mushroom head was a particularly erogenous spot.
Experimenting, she used her thumb to spread a clear drop of fluid that emerged from the slit at the tip and his low moan encouraged her further exploration.
The more she played with him the more aroused she became, too.
And not once did Khalid’s eyes leave her face.
She licked her lips and his boys went too tight in her hand.
The low groan in his throat had her eyes fly to his.
His eyes were almost black as they burned into hers and his jaw was clenched tight.
He didn’t appear to be quite so relaxed now.
Testing, she licked her lips and again a tremble shuddered through him.
Ah, he liked that and she wondered what he would do if she kissed the pulsating tip of his erection.
She sent him a shy smile before bending her head and pressed a tender kiss on the engorged tip, which made him swell and harden even further in her hand.
A low purr sounded from deep in his throat.
The clear evidence of his arousal leaked from the slit and he gasped as she used the tip of her tongue to lick it.
Charisse frowned as she tasted him.
He had a clean salty taste, which was actually quite pleasant.
"Baby," he almost whimpered. "You are killing me here. If you do that I might come in your mouth and I don’t think you’re quite ready for that, yet." Then he moaned deep in his throat as her tongue stroked him harder. "Enough!"
In a fluid move, Charisse found herself on her back staring up into his fabulous face.
Her hand rose to cup a strong jaw that badly needed a shave.
As her thumb stroked his sulky bottom lip, Khalid sucked it into his mouth and bit it gently.
Immediately, a liquid arousal speared into her womb and her back arched under him.
She wanted to panic, wanted to fear, but his hands were so gentle as they touched her secret places, his clever fingers sliding over slick, wet and needy flesh.
Firm but careful fingers were touching where she needed to be touched and she loved it.
Nerves jangled and fought for domination of her senses until her body was bowed, rigid, as his wicked fingers kept her on the edge and retreated.
He lifted his head to study her burning face.
"You’re a quick learner, baby. Do you pleasure yourself?"
In response her cheeks went radioactive.
He gave a soft laugh filled to the brim with sheer wickedness. "There is nothing sinful about a woman understanding how her body works. You must show me what you like and how you like it. My turn."
Chapter Nine
His mouth captured hers in a hungry kiss that left Charisse breathless.
With tender strokes of his tongue he explored her mouth, encouraging her to reciprocate. He tasted of pure sin and she loved it.
His kisses sent her senses spinning and her body, already overheated, flamed with a passion that threatened to burn too hot, too fast.
And all the while, Khalid’s hands stroked her, relentless, even ruthless in the way he insisted she permit his exploration of her flesh. Not a single inch of her escaped his attentions.
Then he used that wicked mouth to go on an erotic voyage of discovery down her torso. The wonderful friction of his beard against her skin only heightened the pleasure.
His lips suckled the tender flesh of a too sensitive nipple and she arched, totally unaware that she clutched his head to her breast, pulling his hair, as the muscles low in her belly contracted and released a liquid need. He sucked at the soft flesh of her breast above her nipple and sucked hard, marking her as his and she couldn’t understand why the move excited her so much when it should have horrified her that he would do such a thing.
He raised his head to watch her face as his fingers tugged and then lightly pinched her nipple making it throb with a delicious ache. "You like a little pain
Experimenting, she used her thumb to spread a clear drop of fluid that emerged from the slit at the tip and his low moan encouraged her further exploration.
The more she played with him the more aroused she became, too.
And not once did Khalid’s eyes leave her face.
She licked her lips and his boys went too tight in her hand.
The low groan in his throat had her eyes fly to his.
His eyes were almost black as they burned into hers and his jaw was clenched tight.
He didn’t appear to be quite so relaxed now.
Testing, she licked her lips and again a tremble shuddered through him.
Ah, he liked that and she wondered what he would do if she kissed the pulsating tip of his erection.
She sent him a shy smile before bending her head and pressed a tender kiss on the engorged tip, which made him swell and harden even further in her hand.
A low purr sounded from deep in his throat.
The clear evidence of his arousal leaked from the slit and he gasped as she used the tip of her tongue to lick it.
Charisse frowned as she tasted him.
He had a clean salty taste, which was actually quite pleasant.
"Baby," he almost whimpered. "You are killing me here. If you do that I might come in your mouth and I don’t think you’re quite ready for that, yet." Then he moaned deep in his throat as her tongue stroked him harder. "Enough!"
In a fluid move, Charisse found herself on her back staring up into his fabulous face.
Her hand rose to cup a strong jaw that badly needed a shave.
As her thumb stroked his sulky bottom lip, Khalid sucked it into his mouth and bit it gently.
Immediately, a liquid arousal speared into her womb and her back arched under him.
She wanted to panic, wanted to fear, but his hands were so gentle as they touched her secret places, his clever fingers sliding over slick, wet and needy flesh.
Firm but careful fingers were touching where she needed to be touched and she loved it.
Nerves jangled and fought for domination of her senses until her body was bowed, rigid, as his wicked fingers kept her on the edge and retreated.
He lifted his head to study her burning face.
"You’re a quick learner, baby. Do you pleasure yourself?"
In response her cheeks went radioactive.
He gave a soft laugh filled to the brim with sheer wickedness. "There is nothing sinful about a woman understanding how her body works. You must show me what you like and how you like it. My turn."
Chapter Nine
His mouth captured hers in a hungry kiss that left Charisse breathless.
With tender strokes of his tongue he explored her mouth, encouraging her to reciprocate. He tasted of pure sin and she loved it.
His kisses sent her senses spinning and her body, already overheated, flamed with a passion that threatened to burn too hot, too fast.
And all the while, Khalid’s hands stroked her, relentless, even ruthless in the way he insisted she permit his exploration of her flesh. Not a single inch of her escaped his attentions.
Then he used that wicked mouth to go on an erotic voyage of discovery down her torso. The wonderful friction of his beard against her skin only heightened the pleasure.
His lips suckled the tender flesh of a too sensitive nipple and she arched, totally unaware that she clutched his head to her breast, pulling his hair, as the muscles low in her belly contracted and released a liquid need. He sucked at the soft flesh of her breast above her nipple and sucked hard, marking her as his and she couldn’t understand why the move excited her so much when it should have horrified her that he would do such a thing.
He raised his head to watch her face as his fingers tugged and then lightly pinched her nipple making it throb with a delicious ache. "You like a little pain
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