Falling with Grace - Page 173
Her skin pebbled beneath my touch, her arms wrapping around me, our kiss a burning inferno of pent-up frustration and unspoken, all-consuming desire.
Our hands made quick work of our remaining clothing, my pistol placed off to the side, her panties in my teeth, her scent greeting my nose, causing me to salivate. The need to devour her ravaged my soul.
I laved between her folds, running the flat of my tongue from center to clit.
She writhed, a living divination of a goddess painted in the strokes of perfection, and she wasmine.
Her hand settled in my mused hair, a gasp forming on her lips. “More.”
I locked onto her clit, suctioning it between my lips and flicking with my tongue, her thighs clenching around me as she cried out, her body jerking.
My arms snaked beneath her shaking thighs, her nails scraping my skull.
“Oh, God.” Her hips bucked in reckless abandon. “I’m coming.”
My cock surged against the lounger, my hips rocking into it, needing to be inside her and erase the bitter taste of another failed mission. A fresh wave of moans turned her languid as I kneeled above her, wiping the warm juices from my chin, a deep smile embedded on my face.
She stilled, her thighs spread wide, allowing me to revel, my cock bobbing above her, ready to sink into her wet heat.
I settled between her legs, my hand braced beside her head as I took a nipple into my mouth, my teeth scraping the peaked flesh. The head of my cock pressed against her and plunged inside.
She cried out, showering the rafters with her whimpers.
My hand slapped over her mouth. “Let’s keep this between us,angel.”
I moved as deep as I could, thrusting hard and fast as her walls constricted around me, creating a delicate friction my hand couldn’t replicate. “Come for me. Let me feel your sweet pussy tighten around me.” My lips brushed her ear. “Think you can do that for me?”
She nodded. “Yes,” she whispered with a breathless gasp.
“That’s good,amorcita.”
Her shoulders relaxed as she moaned, her hips moved with wild abandon, thrusting against me.
Sweat dripped down my exposed back, her nails clawing down into me as she screamed into my hand, the cords in her neck bulging, her face reddening.
“Dios mio.” I pulled my cock from her dripping core and picked her up, then took her place. Grabbing her hips, I forced her to spin, pinning her back to my chest. “Do that again for me.”
My finger dipped into her mouth, her tongue and lips sucking as I drove inside her with hard thrusts.
Fuck.
I wouldn’t last much longer. Not with her moans vibrating my chest and her pussy sucking me down like it had starved for centuries.
Her breaths quickened along with her pace, her sensuous moans mingling with my heavy grunts.
“Yes,mi amor.
Our bodies unleash together, my cock pulsing deep inside her, claiming the last piece of her reserved for me. Our labored breaths mingled in the cool morning air. We collapsedonto the lounge chair, my chest against her back, her face pressed into the cushions, a smile wrinkling her cheeks.
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Grace
Iawoke with my cheek pressed to his smooth, muscular chest, my leg wrapped around his, and a blanket covering our naked bodies.
The blissful golden rays of the morning sun heated the air around us, stretching onto the patio, casting shadows long and delicate.
Pressure hit my lower belly as I unwound myself and stretched, pulling the cover off and settling it beside him, my bladder filled to the brink.