all.’
She opened the drawer and found the bottle of massage oil. Turning back to Van, she took a moment to admire the sight of him spread out in front of her; the sweeping curve of his back and bum, the firmly muscled arms and athletic legs, the thick head of dark hair. He really was a glorious specimen and it felt a sensual treat to pour a trickle of oil over his olive skin and watch it spread through the dips and hollows. Standing beside him, Sophia slowly began to spread the oil. She started with his back, from his narrow waist up the deep grove of his spine to his broad shoulders. She spent extra time on the back of his neck. There was tension there and she also just loved the shape and feel of it. With the locks of hair hanging down over the skin she was reminded of his wolf-neck; how powerful and capable he was as she clung onto it through the forest only a few nights before. She bent down and peppered it with kisses before moving on to his arms. Those strong, muscular arms that promised so much strength yet delivered so much tenderness when he wrapped them around her.
When she reached the ends of his fingers he turned over his hand, which was positioned right at the height of her inner thighs and gently probed between her legs with his oily fingers. She was already hot and wet and she allowed her eyes to close for a moment as he gently slipped over her mound. But she wasn’t done yet – he had to wait and so did she. There was nothing like a little anticipation to heighten the end pleasure, so she moved onto his gloriously firm butt and down his legs. This, of course, was no chore and by the time his whole back body was glistening from the touch of her hands she couldn’t help but rub a little oil into her own breasts and between her legs.
He began to turn over but she directed him to stay on his stomach. She climbed astride the lower curve of his butt and gently gyrated her hips so that her hot pussy grazed tantalizingly over his skin. She shimmied side to side a little too, then lay forward, sliding her breasts up and down his back in time with her hip movements. He was getting hot now – she could tell by his shallow breathing and the urgency in which his hands reached behind for her.
She sat back a little and allowed him to turn over. The stiffness of his cock announced just how turned on he was. His long, thick dick was fully engorged and pre-come glistened at the end of it. She licked it off and then massaged his length with her oily hands. Sitting astride him once more, she felt him prepare to enter her, but she made him wait just a little longer. First she used the wet lips of her pussy to massage his cock lengthwise, enjoying the look of half-crazed desire that this caused in his eyes. She leaned forward and kissed him. The sensation that shot through her this time was purely sexual; an animal need that had to be filled.
‘Are you ready?’ she asked sweetly.
‘Please, god, let me put it inside you,’ he growled, tugging down on her hips and pressing up from underneath her.
She adjusted herself up and back, just a little, and eased his silky member inside. She moved from her hips to ride him, keeping the upper part of her body still and relying on the momentum of her luscious ass to do the work. He pulled her butt cheeks apart so he could feel the point of his cock entering her pussy and groaned with satisfaction. Their eyes remained locked throughout and Sophia felt as if he were looking into the very depths of her soul, learning all of her secrets without her ever uttering a word. This is what true love feels like , she thought. This is what love stories are written about. This moment.
The rhythmic slapping of their flesh gradually became faster as Van thrust up in time with her movements and helped her along with his strong hands on her hips. She felt the moment when his hot load entered her and when she collapsed beside him moments later he returned to her
Rebecca Hamilton, Conner Kressley