by Laura Glenn
He had never seen her touch herself in that way before. He could feel the blood pulsing rhythmically through his rigid cock. Glancing down briefly, he saw her clit swell and turn a deep crimson. Not certain how much more of watching his hot little wife gaining pleasure from her own hands he could take, he slammed his lips down around her engorged clit, wrenching a cry of delight from her lips.
Gabriel still had difficulty remembering that this was all real at times. His life had changed so much over the course of the past year. And it was all due to one woman. His Katie. His cock felt about as full as his heart as he gazed into those blue eyes he loved so much.
He needed to make her come. Now.
Kaitlyn gasped for air as Gabriel’s skillful tongue lapped determinedly at her clit. She pulled on her nipples more forcefully, feeling like a woman possessed. Before Gabriel, she never thought such an all-consuming passion existed outside movies and books. Now she knew she had been wrong for all those years. This fire was real.
And it was only getting hotter by the day.
Within moments, tiny spasms deep within her clit radiated outward, sending waves of torturous pleasure through her thighs and up to her distended nipples. Her pussy clenched and she cried out his name, gasping for air as the orgasm took complete control of her body.
Gabriel didn’t give her a moment to recover. With seemingly one expert movement, he roughly pulled her quivering body up and drove his cock into her as he settled her astride on his lap.
Kaitlyn whimpered as she slid down his silken shaft and her clit hit the top of his pubic bone. His mouth quickly found hers and she parted her lips, allowing his insistent tongue to sweep inside with a savage intensity.
She grabbed the hem of his white shirt and yanked it up over his head, desperate to feel her nipples rubbing against the crisp hair of his chest.
Before the shirt even hit the ground, he grabbed her hips, guiding them into a swift but smooth rocking motion. Her senses reeled and her thighs shook as she ground against him, her pussy continuing to tightly clasp his cock.
“Mmm, you have it now, love,” he crooned breathlessly into her mouth as he released his hold on her hips and wrapped his arms around her waist.
Awestruck, Gabriel’s eyes rolled to the back of his head as he released full control of his body to Kaitlyn’s eager hips. Her soft, slick pussy pounded furiously against him, burying him to the hilt. His jaw clenched and he felt tiny beads of sweat forming on his forehead. His balls were beginning to tighten already.
Through the sound of blood pounding in his brain, he heard her breathing quicken. The little rhythmic whimpers that always accompanied the build-up to her orgasms floated to his grateful ears. Soon he could let go. Soon he would be able to release into her as she fucked him into oblivion.
She tore her lips from his, digging her fingernails into his shoulder as he felt the tremors in her canal steadily begin sucking on his shaft. She cried out and he grabbed her hips once again. Hammering into her once…twice…three times. His cock throbbed. His testicles grew taut and then he exploded into her, his grunts of release mingling with her moans as she continued to grind her clit against his pubic bone.
Kaitlyn’s sight blurred and her limbs grew weak. She slowed her movements until her muscles gave way and she slumped against his chest.
Gabriel’s lips grazed her shoulder in a series of languid, shivery kisses. “I love how you fuck me,” he whispered.
After all this time, his hot breath could still send her spine into quivers. “I love you,” she whispered against his neck with a satisfied sigh.
“Only you,” he whispered back, his lips lightly sweeping her temple as he tenderly brushed her hair over her shoulder.
She smiled allowing the contentment to wash into her relaxed muscles. With a full heart, she repeated his words. “Only you.”
About the Author
Laura Glenn, pseudonym for the feisty and imaginative, wine- and chocolate-loving romance author, is an unassuming archaeology student during the light of day. When she is not chasing after her two highly intelligent but equally mischievous children or discussing the social and political state of the world with her husband of eleven years, she can be found daydreaming.
These daydreams are the fare from which she spins her tales of love and lust. The seed for such an impish hobby was planted at the tender age of fourteen after she read her first romance novel, much to her mother's horror. Soon thereafter, she began to weave simple romances, quickly jotted down in various notebooks during boring high school classes. Years of stories and fantasies later, she hopes that the pastime she has always enjoyed in secret might now bring others some happiness and a little bit of naughty fun.
The author welcomes comments from readers. You can find her website and email address on her author bio page at www.ellorascave.com.
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