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He traced a finger slowly down her arm, feeling her muscles quiver beneath his touch. He moved his hands up her body, cupping her breasts firmly through her blouse. She exhaled sharply, her back arching into him.She tilted her head back, exposing the long line of her neck, and he leaned in, kissing it softly. He unbuttoned her top and it fell from her shoulders, exposing her pale, freckled skin. Then he reached around and fumbled with her bra. She slid her hand up her back and helped him undo it, letting it drop down into her lap. As his eyes roamed hungrily over the most beautiful breasts he’d ever seen, he sucked in a breath…and let out a deep low moan.
She moved closer and licked his lips, her tongue flicking against his. He responded, diving into her and exploring her mouth with his own. His hands moved over her body, up her sides to her shoulders and back down again. He caressed her breasts, feeling the hardness of her nipples beneath his fingertips. He moved his hands lower, along her stomach and over her hips. She gasped, her breathing rapid and shallow, as her skin pebbled at his touch.
She placed her hands on his chest and pushed him gently. He moved back, allowing her to stand up from the sofa she’d been sitting on.
He took the lead, as she stood before him, moving his hands up the sides of her body. She exhaled sharply, her back arching into him. His hands explored further, feeling her curves and contours.
He tweaked her nipples once more before moving his hands lower, to the waistband of her skirt. He didn’t hesitate to slip it down, sliding his hands along her thighs as he went. He knelt before her, his face level with her waist, and pulled her panties down next. She grabbed his shoulders and steadied herself as he ran his hands up her legs, his fingers teasing the most sensitive parts of her. She moaned and her legs trembled, as her body shuddered with pleasure.
His cock sprang to attention in the confines of his pants. He was inches away from the fluffy red bush that was styled into a triangle from just above her hard clit, which was protruding from its hood now. The rest had been shaven smooth giving him a view of her wet labia that were begging for him to suck them into his mouth. So he did. He sat back on his legs and buried his nose in her soft pubes, taking in a deep breath to savor her scent and let his tongue lick from as far down as he could reach up between her moist lips…then he sucked them into his mouth.
She tasted like heaven. His cock was already aching in his jeans, but he didn’t want to stop. He wanted to keep feeding on her forever.
Her hips moved up and down in rhythm with his tongue, gasps of pleasure escaping her lips. He was struggling to restrain himself as his hands moved to her hips, encircling them firmly as he pressed into her, grabbing hold of her butt cheeks and squeezing them…hard.
He pulled off his shirt as he stood, throwing it to the floor, and pressed his body against hers. Every inch of her skin seemed made for his, and he couldn’t help but run his hands down her back, feeling the softness of her skin beneath his touch. He moved his hands lower, cupping her butt as he drew her into him. She gasped at the sensation, her head thrown back in pleasure once more.
Gator continued exploring until his fingers found her hot, wet core and he moaned in pleasure. She groaned in response, pushing herself against him as he slid two fingers into her pussy. He kept time with her breath, teasing her and driving her wild.
She brought her head forward and Gator let her taste herself as she sucked on his tongue. Her body trembling with desire. His hands continued to roam over her body as his mouth moved to her nipples. She gasped and writhed beneath him.
He licked his way down to her inner thighs and then her core. She cried out in pleasure as he tortured her with his tongue.
Sylvie was breathing in short sharp gasps. She felt her pleasure rise and her body tremble as he continued to lick and suck on her sensitive clit. She had her head thrown back again, and her cries filled the air as Gator brought her ever closer to climax. With his mouth and one hand pleasuring her from the front, he had slipped his other hand between her legs and had soaked it in her juices before rubbing it around the puckered rosebud of her ass. He sucked long and hard on her clit, holding it between his lips while he flicked it with his tongue. He could feel she was on the verge of release, so he slipped a finger in her butt right before her body shook and she cried out, letting the waves of orgasm wash over his face and through her whole being.
Gator stood, his tall frame towering over Sylvie as he wrapped his big arms around her trembling body. As she regained her composure, she slowly allowed her hands to explore his muscular physique, her fingertips tracing the outline of his chiseled abs.
Feeling a surge of desire, she knew it was her turn to pleasure him now. She let her hands slide down to his waist, and slowly unbuttoned his jeans while he gazed down at her. In a whispered breath, he thanked the heavens for bringing her back into his life.
As his cock sprung free, she took hold of it, wrapping it up against her palm with her fingers tightly holding and caressing it.
A low moan escaped Gator’s lips as he involuntarily flexed his hips, urging her to continue. Responding to his unspoken request, Sylvie increased the pressure and speed of her movements, using the delicate bead of fluid that emerged from the tip to lubricate her hand.
Gator was lost in the blissful haze of passion, floating in a world where only the two of them existed. But this dreamlike state was abruptly shattered by the piercing sound of a gunshot, followed by the deafening crash of glass from the front door scattering across the floor.
Sylvie's instincts kicked in, and she immediately dropped to the floor, her heart pounding in her chest as fear coursed through her veins. Gator reacted with lightning speed, pulling up his pants and bolting towards the door to see who had fired at the house.
With his heart racing and adrenaline pumping, he peered through the shattered remains of the front door, his eyes scanning the surrounding area for any sign of the shooter. The once tranquil scene of their romantic encounter had been transformed into a dangerous and uncertain reality.
“Stay down, Sylvie!” Gator shouted, his voice a mix of concern and authority.
As Sylvie lay on the floor, her breathing heavy and her body trembling, she felt the cold grip of fear tightening around her heart. The thought of losing Gator was unbearable.
Through the chaos and shattered glass, Gator could see, through the clouds of tire smoke, a black Ford Crown Victoria sedan speeding off down the road.
Fuck.He couldn’t make out the license or who was driving. The sound of approaching sirens in the distance provided some relief, so he ran back to Sylvie to see that she was okay. He helped her to her feet and held her close. She was trembling, her face pale with fear. He stroked her hair, trying to soothe her.
“It’s okay,” he said softly. “It’s over now. You’re safe.”
As the first police officers arrived on the scene, Gator and Sylvie stepped out the front door and were greeted by the eyes of the neighborhood. Everyone had come outside to see what the commotion was about…no doubt feeling secure in the presence of the cops.
Sylvie’s eyes were drawn to something that sent a chill down her spine. Amidst the chaos, a heart-wrenching sight on the porch of the house next door caught her attention. Mrs. Fitzgerald, her elderly neighbor, was lying motionless on the wooden floor as a pool of blood seeped out from beneath her head.
Sylvie gasped and held her hand over her mouth, and Gator immediately looked to see what had caused her reaction, then seconds later he was standing beside the old lady.
“Call the paramedics,” he shouted at the cops. “There’s a pulse.”
Gator was angry to think that an innocent person had become an unintended victim of the afternoon’s horrifying events, which appeared to be targeted at either him or Sylvie. He couldn’t help but think that Marvin was involved but it was the black sedan racing away that would hold the answers.
