Page 22 of Murphy's Wrath


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There was anguish in his voice, and he lowered his mouth to hers, sweeping away her fear in an urgent kiss that sparked a fire at hercenter.

She wrapped her arms around his neck and gave herself to the electricity flaring outward from her core, sparking along her skin until she was alight with desire forhim.

His tongue parried with hers as he trailed a hand down her neck to her shoulder, unbuttoning the shawl that came with the dress, tossing it aside like it was nothing in the face of his need to touchher.

She sighed as he rested his palm at the base of her throat, his fingers spread over her chest above the low neckline of her dress. His hand was a brand against her feveredskin.

She reached for the buttons on his shirt, relieved to look away from the possession she saw burning in hiseyes.

Her lips traveling over the muscled perfection of his chest as it was revealed, lingering over each nipple, bending to reach his tight, defined stomach, hard as awashboard.

She shoved the shirt off his shoulders and reached for the button on histrousers.

He grabbed ahold of her hand. “Notyet.”

His voice was low and commanding. It was the voice of someone used to being in charge, a voice he only used with her in thebedroom

A voice that made her eager toobey.

He rested his hands on her hips and turned her around, pulling her back against him so hard and fast that she gasped as his erect cock nestled between her asscheeks.

She leaned back, pressing against the rigid shaft, a vacuum of need opening up between her legs, need that could only be filled byhim.

His hands slipped around her waist, moving up over her stomach to cup her breasts, still covered by the dress. She was desperate to remove the barrier between them, to feel his hands on her skin, her nipples between hisfingers.

But there was no room for her to move. He had her pressed hard against him, making it clear that he was in charge as the flat of his palms traveled over her stomach, down the front of herthighs.

She moaned as he slid them between her legs, running them slowly up the inside of her thighs, bare under the dress. He made his way inch by inch toward the apex of her desire, her pussy wet and throbbing as his hands came closer, the sparks on her skin turning into a full-fledgedwildfire.

He reached the cleft between her legs and slipped his fingers under the nude thong she’d chosen to wear with the dress. She quivered as he brushed her clit and ran his fingers through the petals of hersex.

“You’re so fucking wet, Julia.” His voice was a murmur in her ear, sending a shiver down her spine, more fuel for the inferno raging in herbody.

He slipped his fingers inside her and made slow circles over her clit with his thumb until she was moving with him, her body already reaching for the orgasm it knew he woulddeliver.

Her dress was bunched up around her hips, her back against his chest as he brought her closer to release, her breath coming in short bursts as she climbed the peak of herorgasm.

She was almost there when he withdrew hishand.

She tried to turn to face him, but he held her in place as he reached for the back of the dress. Her frustration was tempered as he lowered the zipper and pushed the dress off her hips until it fell to the ground, one step closer to being naked in hisarms.

The brush of her skin against his bare chest sent another arrow of longing to her pulsing core and she sighed as he lowered his lips to her bare shoulder, leaving a trail of kisses so featherlight she might have thought she imagined them if not for the heat left by hislips.

He cupped her bare breasts from behind as he kissed his way up her neck to her ear, rolling her erect nipples between his thumb and finger as he took her earlobe in his mouth andsucked.

She leaned her head back against his shoulder, her knees weak withneed.

He nudged her legs apart with his knee and ripped the scrap of underwear off herbody.

He knelt on the floor behind her and she felt his hands around her legs, his hot breath as he buried his face between herthighs.

The absence of his body next to hers made the sensation all the more erotic, nothing but the hot kiss of his mouth against her pussy as he pushed his tongue between her wet folds from behind, the rest of her body devoid of stimulation while inside sheburned.

She moaned, her hands coming up to cup her breasts, stimulating her nipples with her fingers as he lapped from the well of her sex, his tongue brushing against her clit just often enough to keep her teetering on the edge oforgasm.

She widened her stance, wanting to give him more access, her release again within reach as his tongue covered every inch of her most sensitiveflesh.

She was almost to the top when he withdrew his mouth yetagain.

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