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“I don’t...” She moistened her lips in search of logical words.
His eyes followed her tongue hungrily. “This?” The zipper slid down in mesmerizing slowness.
“Maybe.” Breathed out almost inaudible.
“Or this?” His hand found one full bare breast.
“Yes.” She was going to lose balance.
He curled his fingers and his nails grazed her nipple in a light caress, peaking it. He watched her attentively as she grabbed his biceps to avoid falling. “Tell me what you feel, Amy.” He demanded hoarsely. His nails teased her in circles.
Her head fell a little back. “Good.”
He made her lean against him. “I want to hear what you wish.” His thumb and forefinger rolled the poor nipple.
“You know it.”
A murmur as her lashes weighed down.
“Say it.” His other arm laced her narrow waist.
“You make me hungry for your...” He pressed her hips against what she didn’t voice out.
“What?” His hand cupped her full defenceless breast.
She gasped. “...for you to-to fill me.”
His breath became uneven at her disconnected words. “Do I ‘fill’ you to your liking?” He pressed her closer to his utter hardness.
“Yes. Oh, yes.” Her arms slid up unhurriedly appreciating his broad chest and linking around his neck.
“Do I fulfil you, Amy?” There was a harsher tone now in between his irregular puffs.
Amy opened her hazy eyes and registered an expectant expression on his precise-angled face. She nodded.
“How?” His head bent over hers; his feline stare boring into her.
“To my last cell.” She whispered flimsy. His thin sensuous lips finally came over hers.
Her lips widened to receive whatever he offered her. And he offered everything.
“Amy.” He muttered as he nibbled her full lower lip. His hand went from her breast to the nape of her neck. He kissed her again, with more passion.
One of her legs spiralled around his. His kisses were setting her ablaze, fogging her mind. She drank on them as if she hadn’t kissed him in years.
“There can never be another woman, Amy.” He breathed in her ear. “Because you fulfil me to my last cell too.” He hauled her by the waist and they fell on the fluffy sofa, he sitting and she on him.
Mark’s agile fingers opened the zipper further and her coat fell apart and was peeled to her mid-upper arm. He held her by her arms and brought her nearer as his lips closed around one of her nipples. The sensation was so intense that her head lolled back as she gasped. But he suckled on it only so lightly. She moaned in protest. He never cared. His mouth just slid around her eager nipple like wet feather. Once, twice, three times. She tried to hold his head to pull him. He prevented her as he continued the torture. Now the other breast. Amy melted in murmurs of frustration. He went on unrelenting. He moved away and lifted his eyes to her. She eyed him, supplicating and panting. He brought her near and licked her willing nipple. And moved her back, looking at her, filing every reaction she showed. A piercing heat wormed its way to her middle as she tried to ignore it. He pulled her again. And merely licked her other nipple repeatedly. And now she could not ignore the flames. He pushed her back anew. Their eyes crossed foggy.
“Please.” He lips formed without a sound.
He pulled her decisively, caught her nipple in between his teeth and suckled on it as she liked, her body rejoicing. Her head fell back, she groaned and grabbed his hair. He feasted on her other breast to her utter delight. He embraced her tight caressing her along her spine.
“Amy.” He murmured, mouth open on her skin.
“Hmmm.”
“Take your clothes off.” He rasped over her bosom. “I’m going to have you now.”
