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.teasing me.“Take me,” I groaned.We rubbed up against each other.I reached behind him and grabbed at his shirt.I brushed against a cold, metal object with the back of my hand.His pistol clattered to the floor.He nudged it under the couch with his booted foot, then lunged at my neck.He kissed lightly behind my ear while letting his hands fall further toward my waist.I tried for his shirt again, this time finding the bottom and yanking it up over his head.His chest was muscled and tan.His stomach was flat.The branch of a tree he had tattooed on his left arm wound its way up to his shoulder.A scar creased his shoulder and ended before his neck.It was a memento, no doubt, from some battle long ago.I liked the way he moved on top of me.His hulking figure played firmly over me without being smothering.He held me down in just the right ways.His fingers trailed down my belly and found the band of my underwear.He tugged it down off my hips, exposing my soft, pink mound.“Touch yourself,” he begged.He guided my hand to my wet folds.I caressed myself gently and let my fingertips find my clit.I rubbed it in vigorous little circles while he sucked at my nipple.The slow build was driving me wild.With both hands, he shoved my knees apart.“Relax your hips,” he said.I fought the tension in my body and tried to let the orgasm wash over me.His heavy breath in my ear pushed me over the edge.An explosion went off inside of me.My toes curled.I rocked back and squirmed.His hands tightened on my calves.I wanted more.Sweat formed on the back of my neck and my hands shook, but I was able to reach forward and get a hold of his belt.It was heavy and angry looking.I pulled it free of the loops.He helped me slide his pants down over his rock-hard manhood.I devoured him with my mouth.His cock slid back and forth between my lips.My tongue went the distance on his impressive length.He rubbed my back with one hand and tangled the fingers of his other in my mess of hair.I could hear his respirations increasing.Then, the powerful man lifted me in the air and tossed me into the corner of the couch.My legs bounced high and he caught me by the ankles.He pushed my feet skyward, then buried his tongue inside me.I dripped with lust.He slid his hands under my butt and pulled me closer.“James, oh God!”He bit my inner thigh.His teeth gripped me firmly.It sent a shiver down my spine.I resisted the urge to flinch.He returned his focus to my wanting middle and went at me furiously.James used his wet, pretty tongue against my nub.It started slowly, creating friction on just the right spot.Then, he increased to a mind-numbing pace.He slid two fingers inside of me and continued to work me with his mouth.He made a “come hither” motion with his fingers and his tongue touched me in a way that sent me reeling.I came again, this time I couldn’t contain my limbs from jerking and my hips from twitching.James picked me up and sat me down on top of him.“You want me to teach you how to ride?” he asked.I massaged his pecks.“Relax,” I said.“I think you’ll be surprised by what I already know.”He adjusted his position on the couch and leaned back.His shaft rubbed against my butt as it slid forward.My hands dropped to his midsection and I let him bear my weight while I lined us up.When he entered me I felt his true power.We bounced rhythmically, neither of us wanting to break eye contact.His thighs were hard.Our fingers intertwined as we leveraged against each other.The look of pleasure on his face drove me to work harder.I rolled my hips, making sure to take every inch.His girth put pressure on my sweet spot.Without warning, he bucked his hips and sent me sprawling forward.His sweet laughter brought a smile to my own lips.We traded places again.He shoved me hard into the corner of the couch.I spread myself to accept him.He plunged into me.I didn’t know how much more I could take.Long, deep penetrations took my breath away.At first it hurt, but I got used to it quickly.As big as he was, I still wanted to drive him deeper.And he felt the same.With sweat pouring from his brow, he pounded into me.Each stroke made the wave grow a little bigger.A guttural sound escaped my lips.I tried to maintain my focus.James moved my legs to his shoulders.My feet bobbed helplessly behind his head.In and out, harder and harder we went.He was like an animal [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]