floated in the clouds content with his heartbeat beneath her ear.
He laid his hand over hers, stroking her fingers. He would let her rest for a few moments then he planned to love the woman right…
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Lily slowly edged toward the side of the bed.
“Where are you going?” Clay whispered sitting up, catching her hand.
“To the bathroom,” she pulled her hand away, standing.
“Come right back,” he lay back on the bed it was too dark to see but he heard her close the door.
She grabbed a towel, covering herself. She glanced in the mirror, wondering what she was doing, besides making a fool of herself. She ran her fingers over her face, sighing.
She left the bathroom, unsure if she should go back to the bed and Clay. She stood outside the door in the darkness.
“What’s wrong?” Clay sat up on the side of the bed.
She jumped. “Thinking.”
“Come here,” he stretched his hand out toward her.
She walked toward him, just making out his hand.
He felt the towel, scowled. “A towel.” He pulled the towel off her body.
She gasped, clutching for the towel.
He stopped her movements, “No.”
She bit her cheek, standing in front of him naked.
His hands roamed her hips, her sides, moving up to her breasts. “You are so beautiful.”
Her head whipped up. She didn’t believe him, but wanted to, very much. He hadn’t seen yet. It was too dark.
He pulled her between his legs, pressing her body against his. She traced her hands up his arms, over his biceps until they circled his neck. His mouth settled over hers, his tongue plunging deep.
She pressed tighter against him, her breast crushed against his chest. She shifted, moving her breasts against his chest. She would take whatever she could get. Enjoy him while it lasted.
He caressed her back, lying on the bed he pulled her down on top of him. “Straddle me.”
She hesitated. Clay tugged at her legs until she knelt, straddling him, his cock throbbing against her pussy.
She shivered, feeling heat flood her body.
He glided his fingers along her hips. “Lean forward. Spread your legs more.” She did and his cock slid between her pussy lips, resting against her clit as her breasts brushed his chest, nipples grazing.
“Kiss me,” he whispered.
She brushed her lips against his. She had never been in the lead before and when his mouth opened, her tongue surged inside. Her hands moved over his arms, his chest, touching him everywhere she could reach. Her mouth followed kissing, licking and sucking his nipples.
He groaned. The sound went right to her core, quivering she undulated against him.
His hips arched with her movements, his hands moving along her back, her hips. “Ride me.”
Her eyes rounded, her body thrumming. She sucked on his bottom lip, sitting up she circled his cock with her hand. She couldn’t close her hand around his width.
Captivated by the throbbing in her hand, she traced her fingers up the side of his cock, grazing the tip. He felt so alive in hand, she moved off him.
“Lily,” he murmured, struck by the fascination in her touch as she played.
Her fingers moved up and down his silky length, her other hand cupped his balls, stroking them.
He gritted his teeth, letting her play.
She leaned forward flicking her tongue over his tip tasting the drop of pre-come. She skimmed her tongue down his length rolling his balls in her hand before running her tongue through his pubic hair.
She slowly took his cock in her mouth. Clay gasped, swearing it was her first time. Her mouth moved up and down his cock, her saliva wetting him.
He gripped her hair, groaning he thrust his cock in her mouth, sliding deeper. After a few moments, he gently pulled her head away. “Lily, stop.”
She glanced up as his cock fell out of her mouth.
“Take me.” Clay guided her up his body until once again she straddled him, his cock against her pussy. He skimmed his fingers through her pussy making sure she was ready. He positioned his cock and