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sweet cream.”
“Yes, I use one finger to…to touch my clit before I slide another inside a little ways.”
Oh Jesus, the picture of her doing that to herself sprang to River’s mind, and he lost it. He wanted some of that—her juice on his tongue, his dick snug and so damn deep in her pussy that he couldn’t see straight for the pleasure of it. It’d be pure heaven.
“Take these off,” he murmured. River patted the front of her jeans. “I need to touch you.”
Jeanette nodded and stood up. He watched as she stripped out of her jeans, and he got his first glimpse of her panties. A soft shade of pink satin. He leaned up and kissed her pussy right through the material. “That’s fucking sexy as hell,” he said, enjoying the look of her. When she shimmied out of her panties and he got the full view, he could barely breathe. “At last, I have my answer to at least one of my burning questions.”
“What do you mean?”
“This,” he explained as he cupped her mound. “This flawlessly shaved pussy. So smooth and delicate. And I have an unrestricted view of your slit and clitoris.” He hummed his approval. “Now, that is without a doubt the most delicious sight I’ve ever seen.”
River looked up the curvy length of her body until his gaze rested on her face. Her eyes were squeezed shut as if she were too nervous to look at him. Too afraid of what he was about to do?
“Look at me,” he softly demanded. “Don’t close me out.” Jeanette’s eyes opened slowly, and River felt triumphant when her chocolate-brown gaze landed on him. “That’s better.” He touched the smooth skin of her pussy with a calloused fingertip. A rumble of need emanated from deep in his throat. “You have nothing to be embarrassed about. You’re beautiful.”
“Thank you.” Jeanette couldn’t believe what was happening. Couldn’t believe what she was letting happen. She tried to breathe through the haze of sensuality River had so effectively woven around them, but she wasn’t doing such a great job of it.
River’s smile turned wicked. “Soon, I want to hear you moan my name.” He bent his head forward and kissed her pussy. “Look at you. All spicy and hot and slick with need. You’re going to taste incredible.”
At the first teasing touch of his tongue, Jeanette’s legs quivered as if they could barely hold her upright. River seemed to know, as he wrapped his sinewy arms around her thighs to hold her steady while he plundered and explored.
Jeanette couldn’t believe she was finally here. With River. It was an erotic dream come true to have him licking and kissing that secret part of her. And, God, he was talented. When he took her small nub into his mouth and sucked, she lost control. Jeanette moaned out her pleasure as a series of electric shocks skittered up and down her body, building over and over, until she was all but begging.
River kept up the pleasurable assault, not satisfied with half measures. When he used his fingers, dipping a single finger inside her opening and finger-fucking her, Jeanette’s knees threatened to buckle.
He lifted his head long enough to say, “Hold on to me.”
She rested her hands on his shoulders and let him have his way. He edged a second finger inside her, then wiggled them both back and forth. The dual sensation of his mouth sucking at her clitoris and his fingers stroking the sensitive nerve endings just inside her cleft tore a scream from her.
“River,” she cried. Suddenly, she was soaring, flying over that delicious edge of desire and into the unknown.
“Yeah, that’s beautiful as hell.” River’s words of approval sent butterflies to flight inside her belly.
His arms wrapped tight around her upper thighs. Jeanette began to come back down to earth when she felt River’s mouth against the inside of her thigh. She glanced down, curious about what he was doing, startled to see him staring up at her.
“Mind if I put my mark on you?”
Jeanette bit her
“Yes, I use one finger to…to touch my clit before I slide another inside a little ways.”
Oh Jesus, the picture of her doing that to herself sprang to River’s mind, and he lost it. He wanted some of that—her juice on his tongue, his dick snug and so damn deep in her pussy that he couldn’t see straight for the pleasure of it. It’d be pure heaven.
“Take these off,” he murmured. River patted the front of her jeans. “I need to touch you.”
Jeanette nodded and stood up. He watched as she stripped out of her jeans, and he got his first glimpse of her panties. A soft shade of pink satin. He leaned up and kissed her pussy right through the material. “That’s fucking sexy as hell,” he said, enjoying the look of her. When she shimmied out of her panties and he got the full view, he could barely breathe. “At last, I have my answer to at least one of my burning questions.”
“What do you mean?”
“This,” he explained as he cupped her mound. “This flawlessly shaved pussy. So smooth and delicate. And I have an unrestricted view of your slit and clitoris.” He hummed his approval. “Now, that is without a doubt the most delicious sight I’ve ever seen.”
River looked up the curvy length of her body until his gaze rested on her face. Her eyes were squeezed shut as if she were too nervous to look at him. Too afraid of what he was about to do?
“Look at me,” he softly demanded. “Don’t close me out.” Jeanette’s eyes opened slowly, and River felt triumphant when her chocolate-brown gaze landed on him. “That’s better.” He touched the smooth skin of her pussy with a calloused fingertip. A rumble of need emanated from deep in his throat. “You have nothing to be embarrassed about. You’re beautiful.”
“Thank you.” Jeanette couldn’t believe what was happening. Couldn’t believe what she was letting happen. She tried to breathe through the haze of sensuality River had so effectively woven around them, but she wasn’t doing such a great job of it.
River’s smile turned wicked. “Soon, I want to hear you moan my name.” He bent his head forward and kissed her pussy. “Look at you. All spicy and hot and slick with need. You’re going to taste incredible.”
At the first teasing touch of his tongue, Jeanette’s legs quivered as if they could barely hold her upright. River seemed to know, as he wrapped his sinewy arms around her thighs to hold her steady while he plundered and explored.
Jeanette couldn’t believe she was finally here. With River. It was an erotic dream come true to have him licking and kissing that secret part of her. And, God, he was talented. When he took her small nub into his mouth and sucked, she lost control. Jeanette moaned out her pleasure as a series of electric shocks skittered up and down her body, building over and over, until she was all but begging.
River kept up the pleasurable assault, not satisfied with half measures. When he used his fingers, dipping a single finger inside her opening and finger-fucking her, Jeanette’s knees threatened to buckle.
He lifted his head long enough to say, “Hold on to me.”
She rested her hands on his shoulders and let him have his way. He edged a second finger inside her, then wiggled them both back and forth. The dual sensation of his mouth sucking at her clitoris and his fingers stroking the sensitive nerve endings just inside her cleft tore a scream from her.
“River,” she cried. Suddenly, she was soaring, flying over that delicious edge of desire and into the unknown.
“Yeah, that’s beautiful as hell.” River’s words of approval sent butterflies to flight inside her belly.
His arms wrapped tight around her upper thighs. Jeanette began to come back down to earth when she felt River’s mouth against the inside of her thigh. She glanced down, curious about what he was doing, startled to see him staring up at her.
“Mind if I put my mark on you?”
Jeanette bit her
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