together as he shifted, rolling to his back and pulling her over on top of him.
The blankets slid away, cool air caressing her erect nipples, chilling her fevered pussy when he insinuated his legs between hers and forced her thighs to spread wide around his. She lay atop him, fully open to his touch, feeling the shift and play of his chest cradling her back. He purred again, the sound rumbling in her ear as he nuzzled it and planted kisses in the sensitive hollow beneath.
“Sweet,” hewhispered, his breath another caress. The hand between her legs shifted, two fingertips pressing against her opening, sliding easily within. “Soft.” She gasped and arched, trying to draw him deeper inside her. “Hard.” His mouth curved against her skin, and his fingers thrust suddenly harder inside her. Danice cried out.
Her pussy clenched around the sudden invasion, the ripple of internal muscles making her shudder. She shuddered even more when his fingers twisted, screwing deeper, scraping delicately against inner walls.
“Hmm, like that?”
His voice was a dark rumble that made her shiver above him. Or maybe that was his fingers.“Just like that.”
He chuckled, and his fingers pulled away. Her hips followed him, greedy for his touch. He gave it back with three fingers, stretching and filling her until her breath caught in her throat. “How about like this?” Page 3
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She could only gasp.
He withdrew, thrust again, establishing a slow, driving rhythm. As in driving Danice right over the edge.
Her fingers tightened in his hair, and she braced her heels against the mattress to get more leverage. She couldn’t decide if she should use it to press closer, or to get away. He untangled his fingers from hers and shifted his free hand to close again around her breast, thumb flicking over the distended nipple, and that pretty much decided things for her.
“Please.” Her voice was a moan, a plea, a subtle threat.
He chuckled again, but his fingers drove deep into her wet cunt, and his thumb rubbed tight circles around her clit. “Please, what?”
“Don’t…give me that…shit,” she growled, yanking hard on his hair. “You know what I want. Just fuck me.”
She felt his hands still. For a moment, she wondered if he intended to leave her. His hand slid from between her legs, and she cried out, but he just shifted his grip to her sides. He lifted her enough to position himself,then brought her hips down, easing her closer as he pressed slowly and relentlessly inside.
She froze.
Breathhalting on a ragged sigh, she stilled every muscle she could to savor the moment of his first penetration. She felt the burning stretch as he eased past her tight entrance, the endless, breathless parting as he tunneled deeper. Time stopped while he made a place for himself inside her, and it didn’t move forward until he hilted, every last inch of his cock gripped snug in her moist heat.
And, oh, but there were a lot of inches.
Her head tipped back against his shoulder, and her eyes flew open in the darkness. The lack of light blinded her, but she didn’t need to see when she could feel so damned well.
“This then,” he said, voice growling against her ear. “This is what you wanted.Me, inside you.”
“ Yesssss.”
“Then you should give me something I want in return.” Her teeth clenched against the rush of sensation as he guided her hips up off his shaft, then back down to receive his return thrust. “What do you want?”
His fingers tightened, hard enough to leave bruises against her caramel skin. “I want you to scream for me.”
He punctuated the demand with a jerk that forced her harder against him and butted the head of his cock against her womb. She didn’t scream, but she moaned, and he seemed to take it as a challenge.
Over and over, he lifted her as easily as a rag doll, forcing her to ride his cock as he pounded his hips up
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