as she shifted again.
His cock was going to explode soon if she kept whimpering like that. Her need spurred him on and he lifted the T-shirt, exposing more of her upper thighs and the beautiful treasure between them.
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Her mound had a thatch of soft black curls, her pussy lips smooth. The bud of her clit peeked out of its protective hood, begging for his mouth. Moisture glistened alongher slit, signaling her readiness for him.
Christ almighty it was hard to hold back.
Katya was lost in a whirlwind of sensations almost too arousing to bear. She’d never felt like this before. So out of control, so desperate for release. Even when she’d released the pressure building inside her with her own hand, she’d never been worked into such a frenzy.
Conner’s scent filled her, drove her arousal with his clean, earthy smell. His hard cock pressing against her hip sent her mind into visions of what it would be like to feelhim inside her. Tingling sparks of agonizing pleasure thrummed her clit. Her sex poured juices of need between her thighs as her mind conjured up muddled visions of Conner between her legs, touching her, tasting her, fucking her. Her womb quiveredjust thinking about what it would be like to take his cock in her hands, examine it, run her fingers over the shaft and lick his essence from the tip.
The urge was strong. Too strong to deny this time.
Something in her mind told her to stop, that she was about to make an irrevocablechoice, but she pushed it aside, tired of always doing what was right.
If this was wrong, then it was wrong. But it was what she wanted, what she needed.
Desperate for mating, she sat up and turned so that she faced him. She touched every inch of his body, her hands roaming over broad shoulders and muscled arms, settling along his chest. Resting her palm against his heart, she smiled at the racing beat. When he responded with a groan, she investigated further, flicking her fingers over a distended nipple. He sucked in a swift breath. Katya hoped her brandy-soaked mind could commit these sensations to memory.
“I need to feel my skin against yours,” he said, his voice rough, intense.
Before she could respond, he lifted the shirt up and over her breasts, tugging it over her head and casting it to the floor.
The way he looked at her was like a shot of pure fire, his gaze burning over every inch of her naked body. She shifted and moved off him, her fingers fumbling over the buttons of his shirt.
Damn brandy. She could barely focus on those tiny little buttons.
Conner brushed her hands aside and quickly unsheathed the buttons, then pulled the shirt off. He stood and reached for the zipper of his jeans. Her gaze targeted hiscrotch and the outline of his erection pressed against the tight denim.
It looked big. Really big. She swallowed and reached for her glass, taking a long drink of the remaining amber liquid, hoping to moisten her suddenly dry throat.
His fingers poised at the zipper, his gaze raking her body. She could have sworn she saw his cock leap against his jeans.
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Jaci Burton
Slowly, agonizingly slowly, he drew the zipper down, revealing a line of dark, fuzzy hair that disappeared inside the denim. Her next breath shuddered as he pushed the jeans over his hips and slid them to the floor.
His cock sprang up. A wide, mushroom-shaped head led to a thick shaft that made her mouth water. His cock was lined with veins and ridges she wanted to explore with her hands, her mouth. What did he feel like? Hard, soft? The tip looked like velvet. How would it feel inside her?
No, she didn’t need another drink this time. She needed to feel that cock buried
inside her.
“Keep looking at me like that and my promise to take this slow is going to disappear.”
She dragged her gaze away from his cock and to his face. “I don’t want to take this slow. I want you
His cock was going to explode soon if she kept whimpering like that. Her need spurred him on and he lifted the T-shirt, exposing more of her upper thighs and the beautiful treasure between them.
30
Mountain Moonlight
Her mound had a thatch of soft black curls, her pussy lips smooth. The bud of her clit peeked out of its protective hood, begging for his mouth. Moisture glistened alongher slit, signaling her readiness for him.
Christ almighty it was hard to hold back.
Katya was lost in a whirlwind of sensations almost too arousing to bear. She’d never felt like this before. So out of control, so desperate for release. Even when she’d released the pressure building inside her with her own hand, she’d never been worked into such a frenzy.
Conner’s scent filled her, drove her arousal with his clean, earthy smell. His hard cock pressing against her hip sent her mind into visions of what it would be like to feelhim inside her. Tingling sparks of agonizing pleasure thrummed her clit. Her sex poured juices of need between her thighs as her mind conjured up muddled visions of Conner between her legs, touching her, tasting her, fucking her. Her womb quiveredjust thinking about what it would be like to take his cock in her hands, examine it, run her fingers over the shaft and lick his essence from the tip.
The urge was strong. Too strong to deny this time.
Something in her mind told her to stop, that she was about to make an irrevocablechoice, but she pushed it aside, tired of always doing what was right.
If this was wrong, then it was wrong. But it was what she wanted, what she needed.
Desperate for mating, she sat up and turned so that she faced him. She touched every inch of his body, her hands roaming over broad shoulders and muscled arms, settling along his chest. Resting her palm against his heart, she smiled at the racing beat. When he responded with a groan, she investigated further, flicking her fingers over a distended nipple. He sucked in a swift breath. Katya hoped her brandy-soaked mind could commit these sensations to memory.
“I need to feel my skin against yours,” he said, his voice rough, intense.
Before she could respond, he lifted the shirt up and over her breasts, tugging it over her head and casting it to the floor.
The way he looked at her was like a shot of pure fire, his gaze burning over every inch of her naked body. She shifted and moved off him, her fingers fumbling over the buttons of his shirt.
Damn brandy. She could barely focus on those tiny little buttons.
Conner brushed her hands aside and quickly unsheathed the buttons, then pulled the shirt off. He stood and reached for the zipper of his jeans. Her gaze targeted hiscrotch and the outline of his erection pressed against the tight denim.
It looked big. Really big. She swallowed and reached for her glass, taking a long drink of the remaining amber liquid, hoping to moisten her suddenly dry throat.
His fingers poised at the zipper, his gaze raking her body. She could have sworn she saw his cock leap against his jeans.
31
Jaci Burton
Slowly, agonizingly slowly, he drew the zipper down, revealing a line of dark, fuzzy hair that disappeared inside the denim. Her next breath shuddered as he pushed the jeans over his hips and slid them to the floor.
His cock sprang up. A wide, mushroom-shaped head led to a thick shaft that made her mouth water. His cock was lined with veins and ridges she wanted to explore with her hands, her mouth. What did he feel like? Hard, soft? The tip looked like velvet. How would it feel inside her?
No, she didn’t need another drink this time. She needed to feel that cock buried
inside her.
“Keep looking at me like that and my promise to take this slow is going to disappear.”
She dragged her gaze away from his cock and to his face. “I don’t want to take this slow. I want you
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