He’d never stripped so fast in his life, returning her lascivious grin with one of his own when he stood proudly before her with one of his huge hands gripping his blood engorged shaft. “Is this more to my lady’s liking?” he husked as he watched her eyes grow hooded and her nostrils flare in approval at the sight of his arousal.
Yep, that’s all it took for Shannon to lose her train of thought. She’d intended to sashay her sexy butt in front of him and tease the man unmercifully but one look at his staggeringly potent masculinity and her well made plans evaporated into thin air.
His nearness called to her, claimed her in a way no other ever had. The realization released a tremor of awareness that shimmered along every nerve ending in her body and ended with her lifting helpless eyes to his. She could no sooner deny him, deny them both, then she could stop breathing.
Of a sudden she remembered the plan to seduce her gentle giant and started moving forward in a desire to touch him, to feel his heart beating under the press of her hands. Shannon briefly registered the impediment of the huge bed blocking her way and simply compensated by crawling across the space that separated them.
Nick blinked and tried to clear the haze from his brain but before he could grab on to even the most elusive thread of reality, she bent and started to crawl toward him across the enormous bed. The sight of her voluptuous body on all fours, clad only in that mind-melting black lace bra and panties, moving surely toward his exposed and tightening nakedness stopped his breath. His last coherent thought was, ‘Oh god’.
Reaching the other side of the bed, she finally came to a halt as her eyes once again met his while she slowly lowered herself in front of his now-throbbing shaft. The sight of Shannon’s long hair falling in an unrestrained cloud of gold around her shoulders and down her back, with glimpses of the naughty lace bra peeking through snapped his brain back to the present or that’s what he thought until, without hesitation she reached for him.
The sensation of her soft, delicate hands gentling his manhood and cradling the twin spheres beneath was more than he could take. The visual she presented as he continued to stare incoherently at her on her knees before him was bone melting in its beauty. What she was doing to his quickly overheating flesh was robbing him of his ability to think.
Shannon knew she had shocked him. The confusion and vulnerability she had seen on his face moments before when she had surprised him with her half-naked presence in the bedroom had been replaced by the slow throb of pure desire. He wanted her. Badly. It was there for her to see and he did not try to disguise what he was feeling. She could tell from the hard glittering expression in his eyes the moment before her fingers wrapped around his shaft that this was the last thing he had expected.
She was being driven, but by what she did not know. All that made sense in the moment at hand was the connection, the erotic lure of being joined with him. She couldn’t stop, couldn’t restrain herself in any way. A sensual fever ran through her like a churning river torrent at the sight of his taut erection sliding through her fingers. She marveled at the feel of his most vulnerable and private flesh, heated skin so soft to the touch, wrapped around a strength and hardness that made her mouth run dry. Looking at him as she alternately gripped and caressed in a slow, sensuous sliding motion, up and down, again and again, was more exciting than she would ever have thought.
Pulling her gaze from the intimate play before her was a challenge but she needed to look in to his eyes to see if he was as undone as she. The result of that inquiring glance was her total undoing for when Shannon’s smoky, seductive eyes met his, the blazing proof of his passion was all too evident in his answering gaze for he was on a knife’s edge of sanity from her activities. She never stopped the slow deliberate stroking for a second. His desire for her pierced her soul. He was a goner and so was she.
Her last rational thought was ‘mine’ as she slowly, slowly lowered her head toward his straining shaft. She needed to taste him, needed to slide her tongue along the same path her fingers were taking in a profoundly intimate act of total possession.
Real time was suspended and replaced with an erotic slow motion rhythm that accentuated the tightening in his groin as he watched in amazement while her mouth took aim on the engorged tip of his shaft and lowering oh so slowly. He thought briefly of stopping her from this madness. How was he to remain in control when she was so achingly passionate and gorgeous? As if sensing his confusion and hesitation, she gently squeezed the base of his sex where her hand had taken up permanent residence, making all sane thought shatter in to a million pieces along with whatever macho control Nick foolishly thought he had.
Her tongue snaked out to place a wet swirling kiss on the head of his quivering shaft, hovering there for another moment to use her sweet lips to gently suckle the enlarged tip. Watching her do this to him was stretching his composure to the limit. For her part, the jolt of liquid fire that pooled between her legs from her response to the taste and feel of him against her lips and tongue was powerful. Unable to control herself she moaned deep, right before her lips disconnected from suckling him but not before he felt the rumble of that moan on her tongue and lips. His shaft thickened even more and pulsed wildly in response. He figured if she did that again he would probably lose consciousness. How he remained standing he did not know.
Nick’s heated response and the throbbing staff in her mouth claimed what was left of Shannon’s sanity. She felt a trembling hand brush a long lock of her hair away from her face and knew he was watching what she was doing to him. A tiny smile of female satisfaction was imprinted on his shaft a second before she opened her mouth and sucked him, lowering her head closer to his body as all the while his cock slid sensuously along her tongue until she could take no more of him. Again she moaned only this time he could feel the reverberations of her desire surrounding the entire part of him that was buried in her mouth. He was going to lose it and probably faster than either of them realized.
Shannon was completely swept away in this erotic storm of wet heat and hardness as her mouth devoured him and her hands cupped and stroked every part of his sex she could touch. The only sound in the room was that of her heart pounding in her ears until she sensed and then heard a low rumbling groan that seemed to start in his toes, gather in intensity, and move up his legs to his pulsing groin before exploding in his chest. Reaching for her head, she didn’t hesitate or shrink in retreat for even a second as his hands encouraged a slow up and down motion that she noted brought him immense pleasure. Even though he was beyond thought, his touch was not forceful at all and instead seemed to be more like a reverent caress. This knowledge brought a rush of trust and pleasure to Shannon as she deepened her oral plundering of his straining flesh.
When he touched her head to embolden her efforts, she took the encouragement, subjecting him to an even deeper and more complete ravishment than he had ever experienced. Nick was overcome by the realization that she was enjoying the act. This wasn’t just for him, that much was obvious. She couldn’t have stopped herself from what she was about right now for any reason. That simple plain truth excited him in a way he had never known and only dreamt of. This woman was the most sexual and exciting female on this planet and he thanked his lucky stars that she belonged only to him.
Nick knew he had to stop her. His control was long gone and he couldn’t string two coherent thoughts together. He closed his eyes as if blocking the sight of her mouth wrapped so lovingly and completely around him would ease the torment of the moment and slow the inevitable conclusion.
Yes, he should stop her right now but still he hung on craving just one more incredibly wet stroke of her hot mouth, and then another and another. When his heart jack-knifed in his chest, a second before his control snapped, he caught her hands drawing them away from his shuddering flesh; easing himself in slow motion withdrawal from her mouth. Even though he held her hands as he tried to pull away, she swayed forward as he left the wet heat of her mouth while she tried to lick hi
m one last time. That was it for him.
Engulfed in the sexual heat of their mutual response, Shannon had no more rational thoughts. She was existing on pure, raw feeling and impulse. As he pulled away from her she tried in vain to reclaim his straining flesh with her lips. The moment was etched in her awareness like a snapshot in time – him clasping both her wrists in his powerful but trembling hands as he shifted his hips in an attempt to disengage from her ravenous mouth; she following helplessly, whimpering with dismay. She felt totally wanton and closing in on the boundaries of her control.
Pulling her suddenly in to his crushing embrace, his mouth descended upon hers. Her lips, swollen from the intimate play of seconds before, opened beneath the onslaught and Nick lost his composure then and there.
Gathering her body close he pulled her bottom towards his turgid flesh so he could revel in the feel of her body writhing against his while his other hand held her head for a soul-storming kiss.
She used her tongue to stroke the inside of his mouth the way she had stroked his shaft, claiming a deep moan of satisfaction from them both. Soon though it was his tongue, deep in her mouth, dishing out a deliberately provocative rhythm that mimicked the dance of lovers joined flesh inside flesh. With trembling legs she started to melt when he suddenly withdrew from her hungry mouth and literally threw her backwards on the huge bed.
Standing over Shannon, Nick was stunned by her gorgeous dishevelment as she landed on her back with one leg cocked at the knee and falling open. He knew he should love her slowly and make every inch of her body tremble and ache but he was too far gone for such subtlety. Her eyes as they stared up at him were smoky turquoise, sending intense erotic signals of sensual excitement that left him breathless. She was so damn sexy in that black lace; her heat reached him and surrounded him and enticed him as no other ever had. He had to be inside of her or he would go insane. The time for subtlety was gone.
“I want you naked before me Shannon.” he said in a husky and strained voice that let her know he was beyond himself and could not control what was going to happen next. Realizing that his excitement was a result of her having taken matters in to her own hands, so to speak, made her dizzy with desire. She had wanted to push him to the limits of his control, wanted to see if she could shatter the formidable restraint he surrounded himself with. It was time to pay the piper.
She watched him through shuttered eyes while she unhooked the clasp on the decadent and flimsy piece of delicate lace that pretended to be a bra but was actually a prop intended to drive him wild. Twin shards of color infused his cheeks and his expression turned to shock as her soft, round breasts were freed from the lace. She had no idea what made her caress her own flesh in a decadent and wanton display of sensuality.
Nick’s mouth went bone dry when she reached for her breasts and seductively molded them with the same hands that had just been stroking his flesh. Slightly arching her back, Shannon’s trembling fingers offered up twin globes of delight studded with tight, delectable, dusty pink nipples that were hardening under his gaze. Sensing where his eyes lingered Shannon pressed her sensitive nipples with two fingers and moaned in response.
What happened next was a wildly erotic coupling that would leave them both shattered in its wake. The mesmerizing sight of his pale skinned blonde goddess squirming in abandon on his huge bed while cupping and stroking her own breasts was too much for Nick’s brain to comprehend. He was transfixed by the sight of those tiny sheer lace panties with the bright red side ties as her hips shifted wantonly in pleasure and invitation.
Mindlessly Nick touched himself as he stood over her and she watched in frozen excitement as his huge powerful hand grasped and stroked his impressive sex.
All sense deserted him, all reason gone. With impatient, trembling hands he slid the lace down her legs tossing the scrap of black to the side before growling at her to open her legs. The erotic image of her spread out before him against the dark bed covering was burned forever on his brain. Nick knew there were things he should be saying, things he should be doing but he was too far gone. Her seductive scent enveloped him as he came forward, bending one knee to lean on the bed between her spreading thighs.
She whimpered slightly and he heard her low moan as she chanted his name “Nick, Nick”. That she wanted him was no doubt. With a suddenly out-of-control storm raging inside him, he reached for her, grabbing a handful of hair and her head in one powerful hand and pulling her to meet his mouth as it moved down to hers in lightning speed.
“Open for me Shannon.” he growled at her mouth. “Will you let me in?”
Nick’s tongue came out to trace around her beautiful lips which she opened without pause, welcoming him in a luscious, swirling and mating of tongues. He hovered over her, one leg bent at the knee, placed provocatively between her open thighs and the other still on the floor for one last second before he hoisted himself fully onto the bed.
Keeping her head and mouth anchored to his with one hand, he used the other to position her bottom in such a way that he easily lifted one of her legs high up on his hip giving him total access to every inch of her trembling body.
Shannon found herself clutching at his chest before lifting her arms to clasp around his neck and head. From this position she could rub her tightening breasts against the soft fur of his chest as her hips twitched in growing urgency. Her aching female center was spread open to his questing touch making Shannon shiver in anticipation of where his fingers would stroke next.
Nick ended the kiss; staring down into her blinking eyes as Shannon’s lips throbbed and tingled. She felt vulnerable and a little frightened by the ferocity of her response to him. Being with him here, like this, unleashed a wild, wanton side of her which existed for his pleasure alone. She’d wanted to drive him wild, and maybe for a moment she had, but it was he who was driving her mad at the moment.
With her arms still tight around his neck Shannon shimmied against him in a most seductive way, relishing the hard warmth of his incredible body. The leg thrown over his hip tightened its hold on him as his hand smoothed up and down that thigh sweeping around her left butt cheek. Still he watched her while Shannon fell deeper and deeper into his probing gaze.
Nick gauged Shannon’s every reaction, waiting patiently while her desire intensified without much help. He wanted her to be beyond need and beyond want when he finally touched her. Wanted her to be desperate for his possession.
Her response to him on a physical level was compelling and completely natural. Their bodies yearned for one another in such a way that it created a force field of need so strong that all either of them could do was feed the heat, stoke the fire higher and higher until they were equally consumed by the flames they created.
When she could take no more of his watchful stillness, Shannon finally looked away and leaned into him; swiping her wet tongue across his collarbone and up his neck so she could moan sweetly into his ear.
“Touch me Nick. P-please.” She begged. “I need to feel your hands on me.” she cried as she tried to bring his mouth back to hers. When he resisted she became frustrated, beating at his arms and scolding him in a most unladylike way for making her wait and even more so for making her beg.
Nick released a small, satisfied smile when Shannon started beating at his shoulders and chest and then launched into a shockingly raw indictment against his manhood for letting her suffer at his hands. Yes, he thought. She was ready now.
Without any preamble whatsoever the hand which had been caressing her naked butt and thigh suddenly swept between them and pressed firmly against her open, aching center. Shannon’s mouth snapped shut instantly on a shuddering sigh, all coherent thought now wiped clean away.
His still watchful eyes glittered with a naked, primal intent that stole her breath. She felt his fingers opening the lips of her sex to test the wetness she knew would drench his questing touch. The first sensation of his fingers around her slit brought an aching moan from her and a growling answer from him.
When one long sturdy finger slid deep inside, Shannon’s eyes closed in ecstasy.
Shannon gasped in aroused approval when he buried his mouth against her neck as he slowly and provocatively moved his finger in and then out of her throbbing depths. He moved his voracious mouth from her neck to help himself to a plump and needy breast with its turgid, aching nipples which begged his mouth to suck on. She was coming undone so quickly that she could only whimper in dismay. She’d wanted him inside her when she came and yet here she was ready to explode if he kept up that licentious, slow stroking.
He must have guessed her dilemma and why because Nick stopped licking her breasts long enough to whisper in her ear that it was ok. She was squirming against his wicked fingers while he let her know in explicit detail how much he would enjoy watching her come apart in his arms while he fingered her deep and slow.
His erotic words rocked her world and triggered a pulsing that started deep in her soul, radiating outward at an increasing rate. Her hips went into a frenzied bucking motion as he added a second finger to her torment, plunging them deep over and over, again and again.
“Come for me Shannon!” he growled. “That’s it, baby.” Nick moaned as she ground herself into his touch. When his thumb swirled around her pulsating clitoris Shannon lost touch with reality. An explosion of raw desire shot through her and into him. She cried his name over and over while an orgasm that redefined what a climax could be, ripped through her in unending waves of perfection.
Nick’s heart thundered in his chest as Shannon rocketed to a mind-blowing orgasm under his expert touch. He’d never, ever experienced anything as awesome as that moment when his woman lost control in his arms and shuddered around his probing fingers. He’d felt the tightening start in her womb as the climax approached and was overcome by the strength of her inner muscles as they clutched and spasmed in delicious release. God, she was something.
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