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gathered up toward the back, leaving her ass completely exposed. She looked over her shoulder, but was too intimidated to look directly into his eyes. “I hope you like spaghetti.”
She heard the door shut behind her, the click of the lock almost deafening. She gathered some plates and started scooping the pasta onto one when she felt his hands stroke her arms gently. She shivered at his touch and cursed herself for responding so quickly to him.
“You look beautiful,” he whispered in her ear, his breath heating her skin. Then his lips found her neck and she wasn’t sure how she managed to put the plate on the counter instead of letting it crash to the floor.
Ariel tilted her neck, giving him better access as she told herself it was a natural impulse because this wasn’t supposed to be happening. Tonight, she’d planned on testing his will power without ever actually touching each other. Maybe she should’ve started with this test first. Too late to worry about that now.
“The test tonight is temptation without touching,” she panted. Oh crap, he was squeezing her sides and grinding his cock against her butt cheeks as he continued to kiss and nip at her neck.
His mouth moved to her ear, and his hot breath fanned her overly sensitive skin. “Then I fail.”
She only had a moment of shock at the guttural sound of his voice before he whipped her around and crushed his mouth to hers. His kiss was rough, his scruffy beard growth abrading her face while his hands fisted in the nightie that adorned her body. God, he was so raw, so animalistic that she was totally lost in him. The little noises that sounded as if they’d come from deep within him vibrated against her, making it difficult for her to continue resisting, but his humming turned into a growl when his wicked finesse wasn’t pushing her into complete submission. He bit at her lips when his tongue didn’t get the entry it demanded.
“Let me in.” He shoved his leg between hers, rubbing his thigh at her core, and she moaned as heat flooded her. He took advantage of her weakness, sliding his tongue in as she made that needy sound. And she didn’t have the desire to even try to stop him. He tasted of scotch and man and she was getting drunk off his kisses.
Her world tilted as she found herself lifted into his arms and being carried across the room.
To the bed.
And she still didn’t care about right and wrong. She needed him as much as he seemed to need her. I’m just horny . Although that wasn’t the clinical term for her current state of mind. Her body demanded, and she was powerless.
She landed softly on the bed, his mouth still on hers, insistent. His hands explored her body, but didn’t touch her breasts or her pussy, driving her need higher, making her want him even more than she thought possible.
“Have to taste you,” he grunted against her mouth before kissing his way south. Mercifully, one of his hands finally found her breast and she arched into his touch, moaning his name. “That’s it, angel. So responsive. All mine.”
Mine? Before she could contradict that statement, Ariel felt a tug against the top of her negligee, and then it disintegrated as it was torn from her body. He sucked one nipple into his greedy mouth and any protest of his claim died on her lips.
Rob ravished her breasts, pulling and tugging on one while he kissed and sucked the other, alternating between the two, making her clit want the same attention. She lifted her hips, trying to make contact, needing to ease the ache that was growing in her.
He tore his mouth away and stared down at her. Gazing into her eyes, he slowly thrust himself against her, grinding his cock into her core as he watched her closely. His intent stare was tender in a way, yet seemed to see right into her very soul, pulling at her defenses and controlling her need with his masterful body.
And he still was completely dressed. The fact that this man could make her want, make her crave,
She heard the door shut behind her, the click of the lock almost deafening. She gathered some plates and started scooping the pasta onto one when she felt his hands stroke her arms gently. She shivered at his touch and cursed herself for responding so quickly to him.
“You look beautiful,” he whispered in her ear, his breath heating her skin. Then his lips found her neck and she wasn’t sure how she managed to put the plate on the counter instead of letting it crash to the floor.
Ariel tilted her neck, giving him better access as she told herself it was a natural impulse because this wasn’t supposed to be happening. Tonight, she’d planned on testing his will power without ever actually touching each other. Maybe she should’ve started with this test first. Too late to worry about that now.
“The test tonight is temptation without touching,” she panted. Oh crap, he was squeezing her sides and grinding his cock against her butt cheeks as he continued to kiss and nip at her neck.
His mouth moved to her ear, and his hot breath fanned her overly sensitive skin. “Then I fail.”
She only had a moment of shock at the guttural sound of his voice before he whipped her around and crushed his mouth to hers. His kiss was rough, his scruffy beard growth abrading her face while his hands fisted in the nightie that adorned her body. God, he was so raw, so animalistic that she was totally lost in him. The little noises that sounded as if they’d come from deep within him vibrated against her, making it difficult for her to continue resisting, but his humming turned into a growl when his wicked finesse wasn’t pushing her into complete submission. He bit at her lips when his tongue didn’t get the entry it demanded.
“Let me in.” He shoved his leg between hers, rubbing his thigh at her core, and she moaned as heat flooded her. He took advantage of her weakness, sliding his tongue in as she made that needy sound. And she didn’t have the desire to even try to stop him. He tasted of scotch and man and she was getting drunk off his kisses.
Her world tilted as she found herself lifted into his arms and being carried across the room.
To the bed.
And she still didn’t care about right and wrong. She needed him as much as he seemed to need her. I’m just horny . Although that wasn’t the clinical term for her current state of mind. Her body demanded, and she was powerless.
She landed softly on the bed, his mouth still on hers, insistent. His hands explored her body, but didn’t touch her breasts or her pussy, driving her need higher, making her want him even more than she thought possible.
“Have to taste you,” he grunted against her mouth before kissing his way south. Mercifully, one of his hands finally found her breast and she arched into his touch, moaning his name. “That’s it, angel. So responsive. All mine.”
Mine? Before she could contradict that statement, Ariel felt a tug against the top of her negligee, and then it disintegrated as it was torn from her body. He sucked one nipple into his greedy mouth and any protest of his claim died on her lips.
Rob ravished her breasts, pulling and tugging on one while he kissed and sucked the other, alternating between the two, making her clit want the same attention. She lifted her hips, trying to make contact, needing to ease the ache that was growing in her.
He tore his mouth away and stared down at her. Gazing into her eyes, he slowly thrust himself against her, grinding his cock into her core as he watched her closely. His intent stare was tender in a way, yet seemed to see right into her very soul, pulling at her defenses and controlling her need with his masterful body.
And he still was completely dressed. The fact that this man could make her want, make her crave,
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