and again, and
again. The torturing assault of his mouth was relentless, furious, and he held
her hard against his face as he worked her into what must be something similar
to the puddling soap lather at her feet.
“Look at me, Teryn.”
Meeting his eyes sent a new shockwave through her. Their
gazes locked even as his tongue kept up the frenzied licking that was pushing
her into oblivion.
“Move your fingers.” The feel of his voice against her flesh
hummed through her.
She’d forgotten that they still rested over her taut nipple.
She twitched them slightly, pinching her nipple gently. A thousand volts of
electricity flashed through her and she stiffened. Her throat clamped closed
and the sharp cry that escaped her was muffled, torn.
“Do it again.”
“I can’t,” she rasped at him, her eyes still locked with
his.
“Do it.”
“It’s too much, I’m…oh god.”
Just then she felt the waves of bursting color and light
ready to flood through her. Instantly the tongue stopped and the warm feel of
his lips against her disappeared. It was just enough to pull her back from
collapsing into him in a crashing orgasm. It was painful. Her mind was already
pleading for him not to stop before the words could reach her lips.
“Don’t stop, god please don’t stop.”
“Oh no. You’re not getting off that easy. I told you that
you were going to complain before I was done.”
He stood, pushing into her, crushing her with his bulky weight.
She welcomed the heavy feel of him against her, it felt so overpowering, the
sturdy comfort of his hard body overtaking hers. His mouth devoured her, she
tasted the tang of her own juice on them, and the saltiness of his. The idea of
him burying his face there, licking and sucking her, filled with not only her
own wetness, but his too, made her knees nearly buckle.
“I need to feel you come on me again. It makes me insane how
hot you get so fast, you know that?”
How could his words send such sharp stabs of need through
her? Then the feel of the still iron-hard length of his cock pressed against
her belly made her whimper, wiggling against him.
“Tell me you want me again. I love to hear your voice like
that in my ear.”
“I want you, Grant. I’ve never wanted anyone like I want
you. Please…” she whispered hoarsely against his stubbled cheek.
“That’s all I need to know.”
Instantly he was buried in her to the hilt, breathing hard
against her shoulder. She felt her slick wetness envelop him, pulling him in.
He regained some control this time and slid back out of her a little more
slowly, more measured. Then his big hand crept between their bodies, squeezing
into what little space was open for his thumb to find the hard knot of her clit
again.
“I know I can’t last that long, damn what you do to me.
You’ll have to make it there quick this time, baby, I can’t be leaving you
behind again.”
As if she could last through his unbelievably talented
torture.
The pressure of his thumb working circles on her pulsating
clit, the friction causing her to writhe and twist on him as he slowly slid
himself in and out of her, brought her back immediately to the point of that
dark, soft moment just before the whole universe caught on fire. It was
impossible not to come quickly. The need he’d worked up in her was
overpowering.
A whimpering cry came from her, then built to a small almost
scream as she cascaded down over him. He stopped the slow-paced rhythmic
gliding in and out of her, and rammed deeply, his thumb still pressed against her,
coaxing the last few spasms from her.
“That’s it, pull me in deeper. Hard, yes! One more time…”
His deep voice echoed in the shower as he moaned out the last gasp of his
release, the burst of his liquid heat flooding into her.
They collapsed against each other. Relieved he still had the
strength to hold her up, she thought she’d slide down into the tub like a
spineless mess if he hadn’t. Her knees quivered, her
again. The torturing assault of his mouth was relentless, furious, and he held
her hard against his face as he worked her into what must be something similar
to the puddling soap lather at her feet.
“Look at me, Teryn.”
Meeting his eyes sent a new shockwave through her. Their
gazes locked even as his tongue kept up the frenzied licking that was pushing
her into oblivion.
“Move your fingers.” The feel of his voice against her flesh
hummed through her.
She’d forgotten that they still rested over her taut nipple.
She twitched them slightly, pinching her nipple gently. A thousand volts of
electricity flashed through her and she stiffened. Her throat clamped closed
and the sharp cry that escaped her was muffled, torn.
“Do it again.”
“I can’t,” she rasped at him, her eyes still locked with
his.
“Do it.”
“It’s too much, I’m…oh god.”
Just then she felt the waves of bursting color and light
ready to flood through her. Instantly the tongue stopped and the warm feel of
his lips against her disappeared. It was just enough to pull her back from
collapsing into him in a crashing orgasm. It was painful. Her mind was already
pleading for him not to stop before the words could reach her lips.
“Don’t stop, god please don’t stop.”
“Oh no. You’re not getting off that easy. I told you that
you were going to complain before I was done.”
He stood, pushing into her, crushing her with his bulky weight.
She welcomed the heavy feel of him against her, it felt so overpowering, the
sturdy comfort of his hard body overtaking hers. His mouth devoured her, she
tasted the tang of her own juice on them, and the saltiness of his. The idea of
him burying his face there, licking and sucking her, filled with not only her
own wetness, but his too, made her knees nearly buckle.
“I need to feel you come on me again. It makes me insane how
hot you get so fast, you know that?”
How could his words send such sharp stabs of need through
her? Then the feel of the still iron-hard length of his cock pressed against
her belly made her whimper, wiggling against him.
“Tell me you want me again. I love to hear your voice like
that in my ear.”
“I want you, Grant. I’ve never wanted anyone like I want
you. Please…” she whispered hoarsely against his stubbled cheek.
“That’s all I need to know.”
Instantly he was buried in her to the hilt, breathing hard
against her shoulder. She felt her slick wetness envelop him, pulling him in.
He regained some control this time and slid back out of her a little more
slowly, more measured. Then his big hand crept between their bodies, squeezing
into what little space was open for his thumb to find the hard knot of her clit
again.
“I know I can’t last that long, damn what you do to me.
You’ll have to make it there quick this time, baby, I can’t be leaving you
behind again.”
As if she could last through his unbelievably talented
torture.
The pressure of his thumb working circles on her pulsating
clit, the friction causing her to writhe and twist on him as he slowly slid
himself in and out of her, brought her back immediately to the point of that
dark, soft moment just before the whole universe caught on fire. It was
impossible not to come quickly. The need he’d worked up in her was
overpowering.
A whimpering cry came from her, then built to a small almost
scream as she cascaded down over him. He stopped the slow-paced rhythmic
gliding in and out of her, and rammed deeply, his thumb still pressed against her,
coaxing the last few spasms from her.
“That’s it, pull me in deeper. Hard, yes! One more time…”
His deep voice echoed in the shower as he moaned out the last gasp of his
release, the burst of his liquid heat flooding into her.
They collapsed against each other. Relieved he still had the
strength to hold her up, she thought she’d slide down into the tub like a
spineless mess if he hadn’t. Her knees quivered, her
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