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He saw it in her eyes. He’d heard it earlier in her voice. And he still couldn’t figure out how to convince her that nothing in this world or beyond could mean to him what she did.
“Sweet Janey,” he groaned, staring down at her, watching her consume him, steal his soul one soft lick, one deep draw of her lips, at a time. She had stolen his soul just as easily as she stole his control.
He could hold back only so long. His hips were moving against her lips, his eyes watching as he fucked her mouth, watching the damp moisture glistening on his cock as he pulled back, watching her lips take him as he buried the head of his erection between them once again.
His fingers uncurled, then locked in her hair. He felt his arms bulging as he fought to hold back, felt his abs flexing, his balls tightening further.
“I’m going to come, Janey,” he groaned. “Ah hell. Enough. ”
He pulled back, holding on to her head as he forced her to release the bloated crest of his dick. Damn, he needed to fuck her. Needed to be buried inside her.
He lifted her to her feet before picking her up and carrying her to their bed. He laid her back and unclipped the little clasp of her bra before drawing it from her. He was dragging it over her shoulders when the sight of her tight, hard nipples became more than he could resist.
Janey arched, crying out his name as his lips covered a hard, sensitive nipple, pulling it into the hot depths of his mouth. He sucked her with hungry draws of his mouth, sending pleasure shooting from the tight tip to the needy depths of her pussy.
She writhed against the bed beneath, her legs parting as his thigh pushed between them. The hard muscle
ground against her clit, and she felt the tightening, the erotic flames of pleasure beginning to sear her.
The sensations raced from her nipples to her womb, curled around her clit, and struck inside her sex. She could feel the clenching, building need. The desperate pleasure that she knew would only grow, only become deeper, hotter, until he filled her, until he triggered the explosive ecstasy she knew she would only feel in his arms.
“I love how your nipples taste,” he growled as he moved from one to the other. “So tight and sensitive. ”
His teeth rasped one; his tongue licked, and a lightning stroke of white-hot sensation whipped through her body.
She could feel the perspiration gathering on her flesh. The need tearing through her. She had to have him, soon. If she didn’t—oh God, she couldn’t bear it if she didn’t.
Her head thrashed on the bed as his lips moved from her nipples. He kissed the underside of her breast, sucked a bit of the flesh into his mouth, and she knew he’d marked her again. Knew it and loved it.
Then his lips were moving lower. His tongue licked down, his lips kissed, his hands parted her thighs farther as his head came between them. And he licked her pussy. One long, slow lick through the saturated cleft. When he reached her clit, he licked around it. Never enough pressure. He blew a heated breath over it, kissed it, and she nearly exploded into a million fragments.
His chuckle was wicked.
“You’re going to tease me,” she gasped.
“I’m going to adore you,” he drawled. “Soak every taste and touch into my soul, Janey. ”
He licked and sucked. He kissed and had her screaming his name.
“Oh yeah, ah, baby, I love your sounds. Your cries and screams. ”
He stabbed his tongue inside her clenching sex and she nearly came undone then and there. She could feel the tension building in her womb, in her clit. The pleasure was so intense, so brilliant, it was nearly painful, and she wanted more. She craved more. She gripped his head, her fingers digging into his scalp as she arched to his lips. Her head thrashed. Her legs tightened around his head.
Groaning, he moved to her clit, licked around it, kissed it, then sucked it into his mouth as his tongue flickered, hot and quick, over the tender bud and left her screaming through her orgasm.
“Now ride me. ” He pulled her over him before the last waves of pleasure were finished rushing through her.
She still had her shoes on, her stockings. She had no idea what had happened to her panties or when he’d torn them off her. She was sure he must have torn them. He seemed to really enjoy tearing her panties off her body, and she loved it.
“God, I nearly came when you threatened to ride me like your own personal stud,” he groaned as she straddled his hips. “Do it, baby. Ride me straight to paradise. ”
She gripped the base of his cock and eased over him, pressing it against her, her eyes closing, her head falling back as she felt him stretching her, filling her.
She was slick and wet; he was hard and thick. Like heated, silk-covered iron impaling her, stroking once-hidden nerve endings and sending sharp, intense flares of sensation racing to her womb.
She took him in one long stroke, easing down until he filled her completely, burrowed so deep inside her that there was no beginning, no end to either of them.
“Oh yeah, honey. ” His lips pulled back in a snarl of pleasure as his gaze narrowed. “Now ride me. ” His hands clenched her hips. “Damn, you look pretty like that. ”
