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He resumed kissing her neck and then sucked on one nipple and then the other. She moved her head as if she wanted his lips, but he reared his head back and instead began to lick and bite at her collarbone.
Without warning, her inner muscles tightened and then relaxed. It was nothing less than a miracle that he didn’t instantly come inside of her.
“Okay, you can move,” she said. He granted her this one demand, considering he was going to have to move anyway, or else self-combust, with his dick inside her.
He slowly rocked and her eyes all but rolled back into her head. She leaned her head back and moaned, and it was so damned sexy and hot and unbelievably tight.
“That feels so good,” she crooned, rocking with him.
He began to thrust with more weight behind him and she bit her lip with a long and hard groan, encouraging him to give her more.
“Move with me,” he instructed, taking a pull from a sensitive nipple.
She bucked against him, her hips rolling and undulating with moves that seemed mindless and instinctual.
He growled back, moving to her other nipple and sucking deeply. She barely rocked on him, as if the sensation of her nipple in his mouth was warring with the feel of his cock so deep and thick inside her.
Giving her a moment of respite, he lowered her leg to rest on the arm of the chair so she could catch her breath and regroup. Just when he watched her begin to come down and keep pace, he pulled both legs over the chair arms and began to pound into her.
Fire raged through his veins as he watched the conflicting emotions of sexual bliss and the painful pressure from the deep penetration flush across her cheeks.
She was completely pinned, immobile and at his mercy.
Carnal satisfaction raged through his body as he released one leg and brought his thumb to her clit and began to work the nub with the same relentlessness as he had ravaged her nipples.
Within seconds, he heard a broken sob and then felt her entire body go rigid, her arms a steel vise encircling his neck.
He tensed, allowing his own release, his head buried between her gorgeous tits. It had been a while, spurting a heavy load that was sure to drip down her thighs.
The visual the catalyst of another thrust.
And then her body softened, melting into him.
* * *
Birdie was draped over Lucas,trying to catch her breath and force herself to return to reality.
But his chest was so warm and comforting, and it had been such a long time since someone held her so close.
Wait. He wasn’t holding her.
His arms were no longer around her. Feeling cold, she pushed herself from his chest.
He was obviously… done. And yet he was still inside her. But she was also immobile, with both knees bent over the arms of the chair and fully exposed.
Despite the precarious position, he didn’t appear inclined to do much about it. So much for demonstrating some remarkable flexibility, considering her age and lack of a steady exercise routine. She attempted to move her right leg, but their continued connection was causing some difficulties.
Lucas, as if realizing he had no chance of extricating himself from her if he didn’t take matters into his own hands in their Twister-Gone-Wrong game they had been playing, circled one arm around her waist, stood, letting her legs fall to the floor and pulling away.
She wobbled, her body sated and sore and used in a really delicious way. He held on to her arms, once again to steady her.
As far as awkward dismounts go, it was a solid ten.
Sensing her balance returning, he released her.
She stood on her own and glanced down, becoming embarrassed at the amount of arousal dripping down her thighs.
Stepping back, he silently tucked himself back into his shorts. She clasped her hands in front of her as his focus pinned on her source of embarrassment. Reaching for his shirt from the back of the chair, he ran the cotton up and down the inside of her thighs.
