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by Lora Leigh


  It burned through her nerve endings, through her senses. Each draw of his mouth over her nipple sent wicked lashes of sensation to clench at her womb, tightening it with violent pleasure.

  “Damn, I missed you, Tey,” he groaned as his lips slid from her breast, kissing the curve, his tongue tasting it as his fingers moved to the snap of her shorts and released it with confident, knowing fingers.

  “I dreamed of fucking you.” Guttural, rough, his voice, his wicked words stroked her senses as the zipper of her shorts slid down. The feel of him removing the shorts left her shuddering in anticipation. She could feel adrenaline sensitizing her further, making her hotter.

  In all the dreams she had had of him in the past nine months, it hadn’t come close to this. Even that one night couldn’t compare to this, to the heat and the pleasure surrounding her.

  Her hands moved to his shoulders, her breathing rough, as she watched his lips traveling down her stomach, his hands parting her thighs and nearing the lacy band of the white thong she wore with the short denim shorts.

  She had meant to tease him a little, she admitted to herself. She had meant to arouse him, but she hadn’t expected this. A hunger burning her alive.

  His lashes lifted, and he stared up at her and slowly removed her panties to bare the flushed, slick curves of her sex.

  “I’ve dreamed of eating your sweet pussy,” he said explicitly. “That little taste I had before wasn’t enough, Tey.”

  Little taste? He’d driven her crazy as he fucked her with his tongue

  Her fingers fisted in the material of his shirt a second before he reached up and removed them. The T-shirt was pulled over his head, revealing his broad chest, the light furring of black curls over bronzed flesh. The sexy, soft mat of hair arrowed down his hard abdomen to disappear beneath of his jeans.

  She swallowed tightly. “Don’t regret it later,” she whispered.

  She didn’t know if she could bear it, if she could stand to see the regret in his eyes once he was finished. Didn’t know if she could bear to see him walk away as though it hadn’t mattered.

  His eyes darkened further. “I didn’t regret it the first time, Tey,” he stated. “If there’s been anything in my life better than that night, then I don’t remember it.”

  He could have fooled her. Her lips parted to refute that statement. She would have argued the point if he hadn’t chosen that moment to run his fingers over the swollen, heated curves of her pussy. Sensation tore through her. It zapped through her, clenched her room and had her pussy creaming further.

  “Do you wax? You’re so soft here.” Approval and pleasure reflected in his voice.

  A shudder worked up her spine as his touch sent flames licking around her clit. For the first time in her life there was no shame in the naturally bare flesh that glistened with her juices.

  She shook her head. “It’s natural.”

  She could see the surprise in his eyes. Surprise and hunger.

  “As soft as a whisper.” His fingers stroked along the wet curves, sending the hungry burn deeper into the clenched hungry tissue of her pussy. “As sweet as sugar.” A finger parted the curves, eased through the thick juices then lifted.

  Shocked, she watched as he brought his finger to his mouth, and tasted her with explicit pleasure. Brilliant blue eyes burned with lust, as he watched her, enjoyed her.

  His expression tightened at the taste of her, his eyes darkening until they glowed a brilliant navy blue in his sun-darkened face.

  The sexual intent of the act had her vagina clenching with a sudden tightness that nearly threw her into orgasm. Hard surges of sensation were like electric flames tearing through her body, sensitizing her to the point that every touch, every breath became ecstatic.

  “Sweet Tehya, you make me drunk on you,” he groaned as she trembled, watching, waiting as his head lowered and his lips moved closer to the needy flesh awaiting his kiss.

  She thought she was prepared for the touch of his lips, his tongue. “Please,” she whispered. “Now Jordan. Don’t tease.” But when his tongue licked through the seam of her pussy and flicked over her clit, a ragged cry tore from her lips. “Like this, sugar?” his tongue flicked over her clit, rasping it with a fiery rapturous stroke of pleasure.

  “Jordan. Oh God, it’s so good,” she cried out, as lashing sensation seemed to attack every cell his tongue touched. “It’s so good. I need it, Jordan. I need more,” she was dying for him.

  It was damp heat flaying her too sensitive flesh. It was a lash of fiery hunger that stormed through her senses with destructive heat. It was his tongue lapping at her, eating her with decadent pleasure.

  His hands pushed her legs further apart, lifting her knees until he could prop her feet against the edge of the counter and bare more of her to his hungry tongue. His tongue flicked over her clit, around it, creating a storm of blazing sensation that washed through her body in waves of sexual intensity.

  “Yes,” she moaned, unable to hold back the pleasure, or her vocal appreciation of it. “Jordan. I need you. I need you so bad.”

  “What do you need, baby? Tell me what you need, Tehya.” His fingers parted the folds a second before he laid an intimate, deep kiss to her clit.

  The suckling pressure, the feel of his lips surrounding the tender bud, shocked her senses further. She couldn’t maintain her position. She sank back, lying along the counter, her fingers curling over the edge to allow her nails something to dig into.

  She was so close to coming. She could feel it tightening it her clit with each lick, each suckling kiss. Heat washed through her body, flushing it, causing perspiration to build at her temples as she whimpered with the pleasure.

  His lips lifted a second before the explosion could detonate.

  “No!” The strangled wail tore from her as her hands reached out for him, locking in his hair as she fought to pull him back to her.

  A rough male groan met the protest as she felt his fingers part her further, his tongue licking lower, flickering over the inner folds as his fingers began to circle and caress the opening to her vagina.

  She needed him. She needed his tongue fucking her, his fingers. She needed every stroke of possessive heat he had to give impaling her.

  She arched to him, desperately seeking that final touch that would send her flying over the edge of ecstasy.

  “Sweet, Tehya,” he groaned. “I could get drunk on the taste of you, baby.”

  His tongue moved lower, licking, laving, the tender flesh as her fingers tightened in his hair and fought to hold him in place. If he would just lick a little harder, just a little higher.

  “Please,” she cried out, agonizing pleasure burning through her. “Give me your tongue, Jordan. Oh God, please fuck me. Fuck me with your tongue.”

  His tongue sank inside the desperate, clenching depths of her pussy with a hard, hungry stroke.

  “Jordan!” Breathless, pleasure screaming through her now, she shuddered beneath the caress. His tongue began licking at the ultrasensitive tissue inside her, drawing her juices to his tongue. He stoked a fire inside her that she couldn’t escape. Each impalement of his tongue, each hungry penetration parted her clenched muscles, revealing tender nerve endings, stroking a burning need that only rose with each penetration.

  The battle Jordan fought as he tasted her, drew her to him, and felt the ripple of tender, internal muscles caressing his tongue, was one he knew he was losing. The battle to simply pleasure her. The battle to hold himself aloof had been lost before he even touched her.

  He had meant to show her she couldn’t push him away, couldn’t force him out of her life when she needed him. Instead, he found himself spiraling completely out of control. He lost himself. But he was finding himself in the pleasure he could feel coming from her.

  The heated, intimate sweetness flowing from her was intoxicating. He was a man possessed, so fucking starved for the taste of her that once it exploded against his tongue he lost the ability to pull back. To hold
back.

  His fingers tightened against her thighs, holding them apart as he fought to hold his caresses in check. And he was losing that battle as well. His tongue showed inside her, fucking her with deep, heated tastes of her snug little cunt.

  Before he knew it he was drawing the sweet, slick essence of her pussy, dragging it lower, caressing and lubricating the tender entrance to her ass. It was a pleasure he had meant to ease her into. A pleasure he couldn’t resist giving her.

  Tehya jerked, her fingers tightening in his hair, as she cried out his name, her voice broken, hunger throbbing through it. His finger slipped inside the snug anal entrance, felt the tender musles tighten as tongue fucked inside her pussy. Her juices spilled to his tongue, eased past it and spilled to the cleft of her rear where he caught it, eased it further back and used the slick essence to penetrate her snug ass deeper.

  His fingers pulled back, gathered more of the rich, lush cream and drew it back again, tucking his finger against that tender entrance as he dragged his tongue back from the sweetness of her pussy. He wanted to watch the intimate penetration, watch her take him with greedy hunger.

  “Jordan.” She wailed his name again, her hips arching, bearing down against the shallow penetration of his fingertip easing inside the tiny anal entrance.

  “God, Tehya,” he groaned, using his thumb to drag more of her juices to his finger before easing further inside her. He delivered another heated kiss to her clit, as his finger pulled back then impaled her once again as the tender bud of her clit drew him again.

  It was swollen, throbbing, a tempting, pink little sweet that drew his lips, his tongue, as he fucked her rear with gentle strokes of his finger, loving the tight heat that gripped it.

  He’d once thought he preferred a silent lover. Until Tehya. He’d watched the restraint he’d always seen her use disintegrate beneath his caresses. Listened to her sultry cries and knew he’d never again be satisfied with less.

  Licking the silken, bare flesh of her pussy made a hunger unlike anything he had ever known before build inside him. Taking her rear with his fingers, feeling her, hearing her pleasure stroked his senses. Her fingers pulled at his hair, her thighs parted further for him as his finger slipped further inside the delicate opening of her ass and his tongue returned to the clenched entrance of her pussy.

  “You’re killing me,” she panted, the sound of her pleasure causing his muscles to tense as he fought to hold back the ravenous urges clawing at his dick.

  He needed to fuck her. If he didn’t get his dick inside her he was going to die from the need.

  He had to force himself to pull his finger back from her rear, but he couldn’t force his lips from her pussy. Moving back to the throbbing bud of her clit, he closed his lips around it and drew it into his mouth, sucking it, laving it with his tongue as a growling moan vibrated in his throat. He was starving for her, desperate for more.

  He felt her orgasm rising. As he tucked the tips of two fingers against the flexing entrance to her pussy, he could feel the fragile tissue clenching, her juices flowing, as her hips began to grind against his lips. She was so fucking close to coming for him that he swore he could almost feel her nearing ecstasy himself.

  Laying his tongue against the side of her clit, sucking her more firmly, he began to rub against the sensitive bud. His fingers moved harder, faster, impaling her hot flesh, fucking her harder, deeper in response to the hoarse, pleading cries tearing from her throat.

  A second later he felt her explode. Her pussy clamped on his thrusting fingers, milking them as her clit gave a hard, convulsive throb and her juices began to spill along his fingers. Hot cuntal walls rippled, spasmed, locking on his fingers and shuddering in ecstasy.

  She was coming for him, melting around him. His lips held onto her clit as she bucked against him, driving his fingers deeper, grinding her clit against his suckling lips, his stroking tongue and thrusting fingers, while he used his free hand to release the tortured length of his dick.

  Jordan surged to his full height, his hands gripping her hips as he pulled her to the edge of the counter and directed her legs around his hips.

  “Fuck me! Now!” she cried out, reaching for him, her eyes glowing with emerald fire as he tucked the head of his engorged cock against the cleft of her suckling pussy.

  “Fuck you, baby?” He bit out with raging lust. “How much more do you want, Tell me how you want me to fuck you.”

  He rubbed his thick cock head against her entrance. The heated juices spilled around the thick flesh, searing it with agonizing pleasure as he felt his balls tighten in ecstatic anticipation. This was all he’d dreamed of for nine agonizing months.

  “Don’t tease me,” she cried out, her fingers gripping his wrists as he held her hips in place. “Please, Jordan, fuck me.” Green eyes dampened with desperate tears as her fingers flexed against his wrists.

  His hips jerked involuntarily, burying the wide crest of his cock just barely inside her. Tight, hot flesh rippled spasmodically, milking at the agonizingly sensitive tip of his dick.

  A sheen of perspiration glistening on the fragile column, of her neck as a long, low moan passed her lips. Her pussy was like liquid heat, her juices caressing his cock head as he fought to breathe in, to relish every second of this incredible pleasure.

  Slowly, his teeth clenched so tight his jaw ached, he tightened his hand around the shaft of his cock and worked the head of his cock just inside the tight opening of her pussy. The ripples of her flesh around the very tip of his cock were like tiny fingers of electrifying ecstasy.

  Staring into her eyes he gave her a little more. Just the barest increase to stretch the snug entrance to her vagina.

  “Jordan, please!” Her head thrashed against the counter, her legs tightened around his hips, as she fought to pull him deeper inside her. “Please don’t tease me. Please, Jordan. It’s been so long. It’s been so long.” A single tear eased from her left eye.

  “Tease?” he groaned. “Ah, baby, I’m not teasing you. I’m giving to you. Giving you every ounce of pleasure I know how to give you.”

  He drew back, his gaze dropping to her thighs, seeing the sheen of her slick juices clinging to his cock head before he pressed against her once again. A little more. Just a little deeper, stretching the heated vice-like grip tightening further around him.

  “Hard.” She arched closer as his head lifted, his gaze meeting hers. “Fuck me, Jordan. Hard. Please. I want to feel you. All of you, Jordan. Make me burn.”

  It was all he could do to keep from shaking, from shuddering and spilling inside her that second. God help him, she was begging for what he wanted more than anything. To give her that edge of pleasure-pain. To take her strong and deep. To possess her. To mark her. And she had no idea what she was asking for.

  Tehya stared up at him, dazed, desperate. She could feel that agonizing need whipping through her, burning her. A hunger that pounded at her clit, burned through her pussy and surged through her veins.

  “Jordan, I need,” she gasped, staring up at him, watching as a bead of sweat eased down his temple as her hips shifted, barely working his cock deeper inside her. “Hard. Fuck me…”

  She screamed.

  Her eyes widened, her upper body jolting inches from the counter, as a hard, fierce thrust sent clenching, furious ecstasy tearing through her senses and his cock buried itself inches inside her.

  And it wasn’t enough, she didn’t have all of him. But he wasn’t stopping either.

  Suspended on a rack of flames, strangled cries tearing from her throat, she felt each fierce thrust as he went deeper, stretching tender flesh long unused and burning it, branding it, with a rapture she knew she would never recover from. There was no cure for the fever Jordan would leave burning inside her once he was gone.

  Their gazes locked. Above her, his features were tight, flushed with a dark hunger, as his hands tightened on her hips, his cock burying hard and deep with furious strokes.

  Sweat dampened h
is face and sun-darkened shoulders. His muscles flexed and tightened as she felt her breathing become hard, shallow. The iron-hard, overly thick length of his erection barging inside her until there was no room left, and still, she took more of him.

  Desperate mewls of pleasure slipped past her lips as she felt the fiery sensations tightening through her pussy. Her womb flexed, her clit throbbed in impending release, then spread outward. Her entire body was locked in heated rapture, as she felt her orgasm begin to rage inside her.

  “Ah yes, Tey,” he groaned, the dark vibration of his voice driving her higher. “Milk my dick, darlin’. Let me feel it, Tehya. Let me feel you come, baby.” The strokes became harder, faster. “Let me feel that sweet pussy milking my dick.”

  Explicit and dark, the sexual words sent erotic rapture whipping through her bloodstream. Her body tightened, pleasure beginning to bloom in shattering, fiery bursts, until she felt her body explode. Every cell screamed in pleasure. It whipped through her mind. It burned through her senses and sank into her soul.

  Rapture rocked her. Ecstasy tore through her very being, tightening her muscles as it stole her breath and destroyed her sanity.

  Jordan’s harsh, male cry echoed through her, but it was the feel of him thrusting to the hilt inside her pussy, his body bowing, then the deep, heavy spurts of his semen erupting inside her, that echoed to her soul.

  The heated blasts of his seed threw her higher, extending the harsh explosions of sensation rocking through her until she felt herself disintegrating into pure white-hot ecstasy.

  Her eyes drifted helplessly closed as he came over her, his hard body shuddering as his hips jerked against her with each heavy spurt of his release, each burning brand of fiery eruption inside her. It was a brand. A mark of possession she knew she would never recover from.

 

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