way she twisted beneath him as if trying to get away from how intense it felt. The way she moaned in delight when he clamped his hands firmly on her thighs and kept her rooted beneath him for her own pleasure.
He loved licking her, stroking her, teasing her. He could feel her need building again. The little minx loved holding out on him. She was biting down on her fist, and he loved the challenge of pushing her over that ledge she was avoiding. He swirled his tongue in a rhythm that seemed to make her moans increase in intensity and speed, and knew she was going over this waterfall with him whether she liked it or not.
But she definitely liked it. He saw her eyes flash to him just before they rolled back as she arched back, gasping his name and twisting her hands in the sheets. Damn, he liked his name on her lips. He reached one hand up and played with her breast as she called his name and flailed with the pleasure. He found the longer you fought an orgasm, the more satisfying it was when it came, and he planned to draw this out as long as possible for them both.
When she was done, she looked down at him, gasping. Her pretty brown skin was flushed and glowing, her black lashes fluttering over those sparkling dark eyes that seemed so deep and unfathomable. But as she looked at him, he knew he was the only man in the world to her, and that meant everything. That was power to him.
“Riley,” she said, as he looked like he was going to settle back in with his mouth. “Take me,” she gasped out.
“No,” he said petulantly, licking her and placing a gentle kiss.
“Dammit, so sensitive!” she cried out, but he gave no mercy.
“That’s how I like it,” he said.
“Damn you,” she said. “You’re going to kill me, that feels so good.”
“I won’t kill you. I might shatter you into a million pieces, but I’ll be here to pick you up,” he replied, his voice low and husky.
She gave him a pleading look, but then dropped back against the pillow with a sigh as he went to work again.
Damn, she smelled and felt so good. A flower blossoming beneath him, so ready for him. He’d stopped teasing her and now was teasing himself. That hot entrance seemed so enticing; he had to be inside her soon.
He followed the sounds and movements of her body, trying to ignore how stiff he was, how hard and ready his body was to slide inside her and give her everything. He gritted his teeth against the surge of pleasure that came as she arched back with another orgasm. He tried to think of unsexy things, but the sight of her there, going, was the most beautiful sight in the world, and it nearly undid him.
He groaned and left her to grab a condom from his jacket. Then he slid off his pants. She was still moaning from the release, biting her finger and looking up at him through a blur of pleasure. He quickly stripped until he stood before her naked.
He was usually proud of his body, but here, with this beautiful woman giving everything to him, he felt suddenly shy. Not a six-pack in the world could make him feel worthy of her. But his body was roaring for her. He’d take her and she’d be his. He ripped open the condom package and got back on the bed, crawling over her as she opened her legs to him.
So wet, so hot. He pulled the condom on. It was tight, as they always were. Damn, couldn’t they make a bigger condom somehow?
He teased the sensitive sides of her legs with his fingers as he gently parted her legs wider. Then he leaned forward, one hand on the bed on either side of her, and gently kissed her lips. She gasped up at him, still glowing and nearly delirious with pleasure. Just how he liked her.
He lowered his lips to her breasts, and that seemed to wake her up.
“Riley!” she said, arching back.
He grinned and sucked gently at her perfect nipple and kneaded her other breast with his hand as he readied himself at her entrance. He teased her, testing her soft skin but not going in, and she groaned her displeasure at
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