Page 70 of Nightingale


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“You say that now—” she began.

He brought his lips to hers. Silencing the protest with a kiss so deep, he nearly fell further in love with her. His hands cupped her breasts and he rolled her over on the floor. Covering her body with his and spreading her legs with his knee. “When I got older, I learned God will give me what I want and what I need in due time,” he said, letting his hardness rub outside her sex, not guiding it in, but simply stroking to get himself rock hard again. The wetness building between her folds as their sensitive flesh teased each other. “You came into my life at the perfect time.”

His rhythm increased as his hips rocked, but he kept his eyes locked on her.

“If I fucked you raw right now and in nine months we had a child I’d be happy,” he said brushing a bit of her hair to the side, but still staying outside her body. “If it took ten years, I’m still good. And if…” He shifted and moved his hand down to place the head of his cock at her opening, teasing as he waited for the okay. Something he’d never in his life done, fucked a woman raw, even as a teen he made sure to always be sheathed in protection. “I spent the rest of my life with your legs wrapped around my waist and never had a baby with my eyes, I’d still be happy because I’d spent the happiest moments inside you.”

Amber’s breath caught and nails dug into his bare ass. Legs widening, she pulled him to her and her back arched. Helping him glide deep into her slick channel. The feeling of warmth and wetness a new sensation as he stilled for a moment. Trying to comprehend the line he’d crossed and the way his nerve endings were sending pleasure sensors through his body. His balls clenched and ass puckered a bit, unsure he was truly able to experience a level of pleasure this great.

“Oh fuck,” he said hoping to not come like a damn twelve-year-old boy that bumped into the girl who developed early in school.

“You okay?” Amber asked.

As he fused his lips to hers, his hips thrusting, it set off waves of electricity along his shaft. “Fuck woman,” he groaned into her mouth as he wrapped his hand under the small of her back and increased his strokes. The feeling and emotion between the two of them spiking as her hands moved to his shoulders, clawing them in a desperate attempt to hold on.

Beneath them, the tarp slid and his knees had to be being scraped along the flooring, but all of that was numb compared to the pure ecstasy raising his flesh and making him want to go deeper. Her neck bent back as her core convulsed around him and he kissed along the column. Breathing in all that was her and sending his body over the edge as he spilled his rich essence in her spasming channel. When her legs locked around his waist, he wondered if either would be willing to let the other go, all he knew was he wasn’t going to push the issue.

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