to
probe deeper. His cheeks were flushed with sexual heat, his eyes
glittering as he looked up at her at the exact moment his shaft
notched itself at the entrance to her body.
He caught her
gaze, held it, demanded she look at him as she lounged wantonly
back on her elbows, her body spread for his pleasure, waiting for
him to bring her to the heights of ecstasy she had no doubt he
would do.
“Cindy.” Her
name was a throaty growl in the air.
His hips
flexed, drew back and then thrust forward, seating himself deep
inside her, so deep that his groin was pressed against hers. He was
so thick he had to push inside, and that made her shudder more as
the muscles in her sheath spasmed and clamped tight around the
invading shaft.
His groan was
low and blissful, and he bowed down over her, pushing and pushing,
his hands on the table at her sides before he shifted, pulling out
and pushing back in, his movements hard and demanding.
It wasn’t
enough and she wriggled, wanting more, wanting it fast, wanting it
hard, wanting him. “Tim,” she moaned huskily, “Please.”
Strong hands
clamped onto her hips, fingers holding her tightly as he adjusted
his stance, the movement with him still inside her making electric
sparks shoot through her sheath and up into her lower abdomen.
Tim started to
move, his hips thrusting powerfully, the muscles in his arms
flexing as he gripped her, holding her for his pleasure and hers,
working inside her in a single-minded determination to reach
ecstasy.
Never having
been taken in such a manner before, dominated, in fact, Cindy
revelled in what he gave her, tremors inside her bubbling up to
burst into erotic little volcanoes, sending her blood firing
through her body, her very being straining upwards.
Lifting her
legs, she gripped his hips with her thighs, and his pleasure was
there to see plainly on his face, his eyes glittering, and then he
moved suddenly, releasing her hips to come over her, his hands
sliding beneath her back to lift her up into a sitting
position.
He would have
slid out of her with the sudden position change if he hadn’t
manoeuvred her so expertly, sliding her even closer so that they
were belly to belly, his shaft able to thrust deep as she balanced
on the edge of the table, having to rely solely on his strength to
keep her in place.
The new
position allowed him to take her mouth, and she couldn’t help it,
sinking back onto one hand and having him follow her, his growl of
displeasure only heightening her own senses, especially when he
nipped her throat in punishment, only to lave it roughly with his
tongue seconds lately.
His hips
pounded harder, deeper, dragging against her inner muscles which
spasmed, seeking to hold on to him as he invaded her, plundering
her body deeply and giving her such erotic pleasure she thought
she’d surely explode with the concupiscence of it.
One hand at her
bottom clutching her tightly, the other in her hair as he kissed
her hard, both hands holding her to his satisfaction as he fed
their combined desire, the strength in his lean body more than
she’d realised, the feel of his muscles flexing against her only
adding to the eroticism of the moment.
The desire
welled up between them; she felt the tension coiling inside Tim’s
body as he thrust harder, pounding into her faster, hips moving
powerfully. Her body responded, her inner muscles clamping down,
trying to milk him as he pushed her higher up the pinnacle, and
then he shifted the angle of his body, his shaft rubbing over
something deep inside her, and she shattered almost
immediately.
Every sensation
she had welled up and burst forth, tossing her away in a
splintering of fiery eroticism before rolling her under and back,
only to throw her back out in another wild, fiery tide.
The last thing
she heard before sweet, blessed, delicious oblivion took her, was
her name shouted out and Tim’s hips slamming against her, his
stiffening, and the bite of his fingers on her bottom as
probe deeper. His cheeks were flushed with sexual heat, his eyes
glittering as he looked up at her at the exact moment his shaft
notched itself at the entrance to her body.
He caught her
gaze, held it, demanded she look at him as she lounged wantonly
back on her elbows, her body spread for his pleasure, waiting for
him to bring her to the heights of ecstasy she had no doubt he
would do.
“Cindy.” Her
name was a throaty growl in the air.
His hips
flexed, drew back and then thrust forward, seating himself deep
inside her, so deep that his groin was pressed against hers. He was
so thick he had to push inside, and that made her shudder more as
the muscles in her sheath spasmed and clamped tight around the
invading shaft.
His groan was
low and blissful, and he bowed down over her, pushing and pushing,
his hands on the table at her sides before he shifted, pulling out
and pushing back in, his movements hard and demanding.
It wasn’t
enough and she wriggled, wanting more, wanting it fast, wanting it
hard, wanting him. “Tim,” she moaned huskily, “Please.”
Strong hands
clamped onto her hips, fingers holding her tightly as he adjusted
his stance, the movement with him still inside her making electric
sparks shoot through her sheath and up into her lower abdomen.
Tim started to
move, his hips thrusting powerfully, the muscles in his arms
flexing as he gripped her, holding her for his pleasure and hers,
working inside her in a single-minded determination to reach
ecstasy.
Never having
been taken in such a manner before, dominated, in fact, Cindy
revelled in what he gave her, tremors inside her bubbling up to
burst into erotic little volcanoes, sending her blood firing
through her body, her very being straining upwards.
Lifting her
legs, she gripped his hips with her thighs, and his pleasure was
there to see plainly on his face, his eyes glittering, and then he
moved suddenly, releasing her hips to come over her, his hands
sliding beneath her back to lift her up into a sitting
position.
He would have
slid out of her with the sudden position change if he hadn’t
manoeuvred her so expertly, sliding her even closer so that they
were belly to belly, his shaft able to thrust deep as she balanced
on the edge of the table, having to rely solely on his strength to
keep her in place.
The new
position allowed him to take her mouth, and she couldn’t help it,
sinking back onto one hand and having him follow her, his growl of
displeasure only heightening her own senses, especially when he
nipped her throat in punishment, only to lave it roughly with his
tongue seconds lately.
His hips
pounded harder, deeper, dragging against her inner muscles which
spasmed, seeking to hold on to him as he invaded her, plundering
her body deeply and giving her such erotic pleasure she thought
she’d surely explode with the concupiscence of it.
One hand at her
bottom clutching her tightly, the other in her hair as he kissed
her hard, both hands holding her to his satisfaction as he fed
their combined desire, the strength in his lean body more than
she’d realised, the feel of his muscles flexing against her only
adding to the eroticism of the moment.
The desire
welled up between them; she felt the tension coiling inside Tim’s
body as he thrust harder, pounding into her faster, hips moving
powerfully. Her body responded, her inner muscles clamping down,
trying to milk him as he pushed her higher up the pinnacle, and
then he shifted the angle of his body, his shaft rubbing over
something deep inside her, and she shattered almost
immediately.
Every sensation
she had welled up and burst forth, tossing her away in a
splintering of fiery eroticism before rolling her under and back,
only to throw her back out in another wild, fiery tide.
The last thing
she heard before sweet, blessed, delicious oblivion took her, was
her name shouted out and Tim’s hips slamming against her, his
stiffening, and the bite of his fingers on her bottom as
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