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Graceful hands landed against his chest, reminding him that his shirt was undone. Hell, he hadn't even thought to fix it before leaving the limo. At least his slacks were firmly zipped.
"I'm very hungry. " The tone of her voice assured him that it wasn't food she wanted.
Her hands reached up, tugging at the edges of his jacket until he shrugged the material from his shoulders. His shirt followed, leaving him naked from the waist up as his fingers moved to the zipper at the back of her dress.
Undressing her took no time. The soft material slid from her body as his lips moved to hers once again, covering them, immersing his senses in the delicate heat and hunger of her arousal.
Marty had never known the desperation for another's touch that she felt for Khalid's now. Over the years she had ached for him, needed him, but never with such power that it made her body tremble and left her weak to his touch. So weak she had to fight to stand. To breathe. Her lungs labored as a fragile groan tore from her chest. Her hands gripped his shoulders, fighting to hold on to him as he lifted her against him, moving, gliding to the huge bed at the far end of the open suite.
He didn't pause as he laid her on the black coverlet. She heard his shoes thud against the soft carpeting, felt his hands tearing at his pants as his kisses grew more demanding and became edged with a sensual roughness that had her heart rate doubling.
Within seconds he was moving over her, hard, hot, naked. His knees parted her legs as his lips moved to her jaw, her neck. Hungry lips moved to her breasts, where he kissed with delicate greed before consuming the ultrasensitive point of her nipple with a hungry mouth.
Marty flinched at the surge of ecstatic pleasure that tore through her. Electric shards of sensation tore from her nipple to her womb; it clenched tight as her clit began to throb with excitement.
It was the most amazing feeling. As though the thinnest of nerve endings connected her nipples, her womb, and her clit. Each tug at the swollen tip caused a surge of heat to travel below, shaking her with the force of the pleasure tearing through her.
"You're destroying my control," he groaned, as her fingers curled around the thick erection between his thighs.
"Who needs control?" She could barely force the words past her lips as he moved to her other breast and drew that neglected nipple into his mouth.
Marty arched tightly, a cry tearing from her throat as the need became painful.
Parting her legs as she felt Khalid's hand str
oking down her midriff, she prayed for his touch at the tormented flesh between her thighs. Her pussy throbbed in need, the ache centered deep in her belly and blooming with heat as his fingers slid into the narrow slit between the folds of flesh.
"Khalid!" She cried out his name as he circled her clit, never giving her the touch she needed as his lips began to move down her body.
"I'm going to eat you like candy, baby. "
Sliding between her thighs, he pushed her legs wide, his hands pressing beneath her rear to cup it and lift her to him.
The first touch of his lips made her entire body tense, and a ragged moan echoed from her chest. They circled her clit, drew it inside, and then proceeded to drive her insane as he began to suckle at the little bud.
His tongue stroked over it, around it. Each touch was never firm enough, never fast enough to send her racing over the edge of release that she could feel just out of reach.
His fingers clenched her rear, parting the twin globes and dipping into the narrow crevice there. Drawing the juices that spilled from her pussy back to the snug opening, he began to massage it firmly.
There was too much pleasure. Too many sensations. Marty couldn't hold her careening senses in place as he stroked her in places where her own fingers had never ventured.
The tiny prick of pleasure pain at her ass had her pressing closer to the caress. The suction of his mouth at her clit destroyed her, the waves of pleasure tearing through her as she writhed beneath the destruction his mouth and tongue created.
Her senses were whirling with the extremeness of sensations. The feel of his calloused palms on the sensitive flesh of her rear had her twisting in his grip, the rasp of them stroking over nerve endings she hadn't known could be so sensitive.
It was his finger stroking, massaging, pressing against the tender opening of her rear as his lips and tongue sucked and licked at the too sensitive folds of her pussy that drove her to the edge of sanity.
She needed . . . she wasn't certain what she needed. She had never felt this. She had never known such pleasure. It built and built. It burned and ached.
"Khalid. " She arched into his grip as his tongue circled her clit with rapid, heated strokes. It flickered over the swollen bud before he sucked it inside once again. At the same time, his finger slipped into the tight entrance of her rear. The alternating, blistering sensations were too much to process, too much to bear.
As his finger stretched her anally and his tongue stroked over her clit rapidly, something exploded, detonated. In a blaze of sensation, a white-hot heat she couldn't resist, pleasure ruptured inside her and sent her flying, as a strangled scream tore from her throat.
She was dying. She couldn't live through it. She couldn't survive it. Ecstasy was a brilliant conflagration whipping through her mind and body.
Marty fought to catch her breath, to still the rapid beating of her heart. Her body shook in the grip of a rapture she couldn't explain, and one she couldn't escape.
"Sweet baby. " His voice stroked over her as his hands smoothed along her sides, his lips moving up her stomach to her breasts.
