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Working fast, Christian unhooked her bra, a
nd her breasts spilled free. They were just as lovely as he had fantasized them to be. Her nipples were tight and a dusky brown. He held her breasts in his hands, rubbing his thumb over the hard little nubs then dropped his head to her chest again, his mouth leaving hot wet trails on her skin. He gave rapt attention to each nipple, sucking and teasing them until both became hard, worshiping her body as he did so.
Her fingers ran over his hair and she held his head to her chest. He did not need further urging.
“Oh, Christopher,” Raina moaned.
“You’re so damned beautiful Raina,” he groaned. “Do you have any idea how much?”
She opened her eyes then, the desire in them making the depth of their color even more pronounced. Heat flowed from her eyes, begging him to take her, and his own body exploded with lust.
“Shall we go upstairs?” he said, giving her an opportunity to make the decision on how far she wanted it to go.
She contemplated his words for a millisecond, then she kissed him passionately. She got off his lap and he fought the urge to pull her down on top of him again. He watched in fascination as she strolled out, walking comfortably half dressed. Not many women could look as good as she did without even trying. He picked up her bra and blouse and followed her up the stairs.
She passed two bedrooms and the bathroom before reaching her own. He entered close behind her and pulled her almost roughly to him. They kissed wildly, hands running all over each other, their breaths coming out in quick gasps. He ran his hands under her skirt, the curves of her thighs and buttocks driving him close to the edge of losing control completely. God, she was sexy!
Her skin, her lips—everywhere he licked tasted exquisite. He felt her trembling in his arms and he took a step back to help her remove the rest of her clothes. She stood in front of him completely naked and he inhaled deeply.
She was exquisite.
She moved to cover herself and he sensed her confidence waning as he stared longingly at her. He closed the distance between them quickly, and whispered in her ear, his hot breath warm against her neck.
“You are a goddess.” He rained kisses along the nape of her neck and then pulled away from her slightly.
Keeping his eyes on hers, he quickly shed his clothes and when he was naked too, he pulled her to him.
Her hand snaked its way to his manhood and he groaned aloud when she wrapped her fingers around it. With fluid movements, she stroked him and with the other hand, caressed his muscled chest with its light dusting of hair. Christian could have come right there and then but with self-control that would have made any man proud, he fought it, wanting to be in her when he finally exploded with ecstasy.
Taking her hand, he guided her gently to the bed and lowered her against the faded patchwork quilt. It seemed almost sacrilegious, what they were about to do, against what he guessed was a family heirloom.
She lay there, like an offering to a pagan God, spread wantonly before him, the most perfect sight he had ever seen.
“I want you—”
Those tender, whispered words wrapped themselves in his heart as Raina reached for him, pulling him to her.
“Yes—” His response was a gasp as she gripped his cock, positioning him at her entrance.
They faced each other, faces visible in the blue glow of moonlight. He touched her cheek and smoothed back her hair. He took his time, circling his thumb around her nipples watching her reactions. He broke off the stare to lower his mouth to suck and tease her breasts.
By now, she had arched her body forward, begging him to enter her and he could feel her soft sweetness against him. Unable to hold on any longer, Christian lowered himself against her, spreading her legs wide with his strong hands.
She groaned and he parted her entrance and sank deeply into her in one stroke. She was completely wet and ready for him, and he bucked his hips against hers, rocking her gently, adding more pressure as he went along.
Raina’s body was responding to his as if she was a musical instrument and he was a master at his art. Her gasps and his moans were coming faster as their bodies moved in unison, hands caressing every inch of flesh, lips tasting fevered skin.
“You taste so sweet.”
His hand went between them, between her legs, and he played a primal rhythm against her mons. She gasped and cried out in pleasure as he claimed her lips with his.
He could feel her start to tremble and clench against him as his hands worked her to a fevered pitch. And then, he felt her find her release and she moaned as he plunged into her as deeply as he could go. His hips bucked against her pelvis wildly and he pulled her to him, wrapping his arms around her waist as he jerked against her, losing himself in the pinnacle of his own pleasure.
Gasping for breath, they lay together, Christian still buried within her as their orgasms subsided. Still holding her in his arms he rolled them to their sides and he kissed her forehead. Neither of them spoke, content to let the moment speak for itself.
What seemed like hours later, Christian propped his head on his hand and looked down at Raina. He could tell that she wasn’t asleep and after a while she opened her eyes. She smiled at him shyly. He stroked her hair and admired her form, sprawled out on the bed. He couldn’t get enough of her and he could feel his body responding to the alluring figure she made.
“That was amazing. You are so amazing, Raina—in every possible way.” Christian meant every word.
