thighs and played there for a
moment. The sharp jerks she made each time he swept across her clit excited
him, while at the same time hardening him into a heaven-hell state.
“So wet.” And hot, or was that him? Heat
simmered across his skin. Even his veins felt as if hot liquid surged through
them.
Raising his hips, he eased closer,
separating her swollen folds with the crown of his erection. Blood rushed to
his balls with a pulse that stole his breath. He fought the urge to bury
himself deep.
“Is this what you want?” he asked through
clenched jaw.
Her eyelids opened, reflecting smoky blue
pools of need. “Yes. Oh God, yes.”
Gia licked her lips, drawing his eyes to
her luscious mouth. Before she discovered the truth about him, he’d have those
lips around him. In fact, he would explore every orifice on her body before he
was through.
Leaning back against the seat, he released
his hold on himself and clasped his hands at her waist. Rocking her along the
length of his shaft, he had no doubt that she wanted him. Up and down. Slow and
steady. Soft moans of pleasure fondled him like a hand gliding over his flesh.
She squirmed against him. Her urgency built
his need to take her but he held back, pressing his lips to hers. She tasted
hot and wild and ready.
The sting of her fingernails biting into
his shoulders made his testicles draw tight against his body. A needle-sharp
tingle shot down his cock. His jaw snapped together, breaking their kiss.
Backbone growing rigid, he barely held on as she continued to move restlessly
back and forth.
Oh how the mighty had fallen. The heat of
her sex was branding him , not the other way around. He couldn’t
move—think.
“Now,” she whimpered, arching her back. Her
body undulated above him in sexy, sensual, mesmerizing waves. When a tremor
assailed her, she shook, crying out his name followed by, “Fuck me now.”
Marc was helpless to refuse her.
On an upward glide, she angled her hips,
capturing the head of his cock. Without further thought, he thrust, parting her
folds to melt into heaven.
“Tight.” So friggin’ tight. Her body was an
iron fist gripping him. He was so damn hard, tender. She shifted, pushing him
even deeper so that he hissed, attempting to ease the burn she ignited inside
him.
Marc looked down at the point where they
came together and his vision blurred. Blood slammed into his groin
unmercifully. He took a moment to breathe. When he finally could think past the
pleasure-pain, he smoothed his palm across her satiny stomach, slipping his
hands beneath her T-shirt and dragging the material up and over her head in one
swift motion. Smooth, creamy breasts left him speechless and his mouth
watering. He had to be dreaming, because the most voluptuous creature on Earth
was naked astride him, rocking her beautiful body gently against his.
Spearing his fingers through her silky
hair, he cupped the back of her head and brought her down to meet his hungry
kiss. Without prelude, he pushed his tongue past her lips, sliding it along
hers, over and over.
So sweet.
He drank his fill.
When her tongue darted into his mouth, he
sucked it with long pulls he felt clear to his midsection. Ripping his mouth
away, he raised his head, panting for air.
Her knees tightened along his outer thighs.
“More.” Her hands fisted his hair, clutching him to her as her lips captured
his.
Marc growled against her mouth, giving her
what she demanded. Slanting his head, he deepened the caress, swallowing her
soft cries as he slipped his hand between them. When his fingertips found the
bud between her thighs, her arms folded around him almost desperately. She
ground her hips against his and a throaty groan pushed from his diaphragm.
Damn. She felt good.
Her breasts were soft and firm, nipples
diamond-hard on his chest as she rubbed against him. Wild and needy, her desire
fed his. Perspiration beaded his brow as every tendon inside his body tensed.
He was so close but he had to
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