Page 34 of Signature Of You


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The smoothness of her abdomen as the back of my knuckles grazed her skin caused her muscles to quiver but she remained insanely still while I worked the material over her hips and down her legs to get her out of them.

After I cleared her ankles and she stepped out of her shorts, I yanked her to me with greedy hands, hardly no finesse, and kissed her hard.

This wasn’t the type of kiss I used to seduce or finesse. It was more like an attempt to brand, imprint, own. There was something heady and powerful about the way she kissed me back, tightly pressed against me like she was offering her submission.

My hands moved up her back, her neck, and slipped into her hair. My fingers firmly gripped the base of her braids, yanking her head back so that her back arched and chest pushed into me, exposing all of her softness, the length of her neck waiting for me to explore.

I moved my tongue across the smoothness of her skin, up her neck before thrusting it in and out of her mouth. Fuck she felt so good, so perfect, so needy for all the things I wanted to do.

And I planned on doing a lot.

With my tongue and teeth working in tandem, I backed her to the unmade bed and lifted her on the edge. She leaned back on her elbows with her hands resting on either side of her bare thighs.

Her eyes traveled the length of my body with impatience so I reached behind my back and yanked my shirt up and over my head, letting it fall to the floor.

Her eyes immediately lowered to my shorts but flitted back up when she realized what she’d done. She didn’t have long to wait, but I wanted to explore a little more.

I bent over her, placing my palms flat against the bed. Her back arched away from it sending her perfect breasts up and toward me.

My tongue greeted them with one flick and then another. They way her nipples pebbled from the contact had my dick pulsing and expanding against my shorts.

“You’re still stalling.” Her voice was a throaty plea.

An attempt to get more. I had no problem accommodating. With one step back my hands moved quickly to remove the only barrier left between my tongue the slickness between her thighs.

Once they were gone, my hand was there. My fingers stroking, exploring until they slipped inside.

I had to bite back the groan when she clutched my fingers, a steady pulse, clench release, clench release and fuck I was done for.

My tongue made a trail down the inside of her thighs, close but not touching my intended destination. By the time I planted soft kisses just below her navel she was grinding against my fingers trying her best to will me closer.

My thumb circled her clit and then pressed down hard and I watched her fall apart right before my eyes. I’d barely gotten started and she was already shattering into pieces. It gave me a rush, driving me to want more.

“Jaah…” Her voice was a whispered plea of need. Her eyes fluttered, heavy-lidded and satiated. After a few calming breaths, she lifted herself enough to get her hands on me. Lazy, clumsy fingers attempted to move the process along.

“I got you.”

I stepped out of my shoes. My shorts and briefs were the next to go. A sleeve of condoms was lifted from my pocket, all but one tossed on the bed. I pressed myself between her thighs again, with the condom fisted in my hand.

The feel of her wet heat pressed against my pulsing, naked dick almost had me blacking out.

A small grin lifted the corner of her mouth as she watched me pull myself together, rip the condom wrapper and then get it situated on me.

I was bent over her again, my palms flat against the mattress. When the tip of me slipped in, just the faintest hint of my dick gracing her entrance, those stormy eyes fluttered open and closed several times.

She sucked in a sharp breath and her voice was hoarse when she spoke. “You’re trying to kill me.”

“Just returning the favor.”

Because she was killing me. I knew I wasn’t her first, but when I eased in a little more and sank into her warmth and depth until I was fully seated, she was brand new.

And more importantly mine. Her hips lifted into me, her back arched dramatically and her mouth slipped open, calling for my attention.

I slid my tongue along the roof of her mouth while she moaned her approval and then clamped her legs at my waist, pressing her thighs into my sides.

Such a small shift guaranteed she had all of me inside of her. The frantic swipes of her tongue and the pinch of her teeth on my lips had me thrusting into her hard, then slow. Fast, then deep.

I felt her fingers dig into my shoulders, felt the heave of her chest against mine which each inhale of air she used to keep her in the moment. And the way she felt…

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