deepening the kiss. She craved him. Her body needed his. She wanted him inside of her.
He pulled away from her mouth and looked deeply into her eyes. Liam was gone. In his place was raw, animal desire, wanting to rip her wide open. He growled and his eyes narrowed, and he moved her to the bed before placing her down.
Gia wasn’t sure if she was dreaming or not. It was surreal. The room still swirling. The only things steady were his sexy eyes ready to devour her. And she wanted him to devour her, every part of her. Her body tingled for him to ravish her, take her deep, hard, and fast. To hell with slow and meaningful, all she wanted was for him to fuck her. She growled and reached out to him with both hands grasping the air between them.
He kneeled on the bed and leaned forward. He removed the tee shirt over her head, before going to the button of her cutoff shorts.
The touch of his hand against her bare skin sent spicy shocks coursing through her body. She ached for more of his touch. She flopped onto her back and stretched her legs out, arching her head backwards. Like a child grabbing for a new toy, she grappled at his shirt buttons, unsure if she was opening them or ripping them.
Each button revealed more and more of his taut, honeyed chest, his muscles rippling and coated with a thin sheen of sweat. She could feel his heartbeat against her knuckles. God, he was hot.
He moved his hands down, pushed her shoes aside, then pulled her shorts off, leaving her soaked panties on.
He rose slowly to his feet as she loosened the last button. His chest heaved, and he groaned. His head was tilted and he continued staring while he loosened his pants.
She watched them slide down, tracing the lines from his navel, down to his hard cock pressing against his white briefs, overflowing at the top. She bit her lip and placed her hands between her thighs, pressing her legs together, and raised her knees.
He removed his briefs, sliding them down his muscled thighs.
Her chest heaved and her eyes widened, taking in his hard, big cock. It was magnificent. Her body was shaking with wanting. Wanting all of him inside her wet cunt. She licked her lips and wriggled on the bed, feeling the silkiness on her back.
Fully naked, he moved slowly to a kneeling position at her feet. He lowered his lips to her knee then moved his head, prying her legs open. His lips went upward to her inner thigh, trailing kisses in agonizingly slow motion. He reached mid thigh and flicked his tongue, and sucked gently then moved upwards until he reached the middle of her panties. He exhaled, and a puff of warm air caressed her throbbing, wet pussy.
She gasped and cried out, jerking her pelvis upward, willing him, begging him to take her panties off and suck her pussy. She arched her head and clenched her teeth, her hands moving to the pillow behind her head, and she squashed it in her hands. She wanted him to suck her, fuck her, now. Oh God, she couldn’t wait. She wanted this man.
He pulled his head slightly away before moving his one hand up and tugged her panties aside, revealing her throbbing, wet lips. His breathing was heavy, and he growled in ecstasy before lowering his head.
She screamed when the first lick of his tongue trailed over her sopping pussy lips. He moved it to the center, parting them with his tongue, then flicked it on her clitoris. He sucked gently then moved his tongue down, into her cunt, driving her beyond insanity.
She ground herself against his willing mouth, against his tongue moving in and out, stroking her, teasing her.
He moved both hands to the sides of her hips and, in one swoop, pulled her panties down and lurched up, his mouth meeting hers.
She could taste herself on his lips. The throbbing was caustic, and she mashed herself against his hard cock, begging for it. She tried to move to get him inside of her, but he moved to the side, teasing her more. “Now,” she begged, her voice thick with sex-starved fever.
“Be