Moving Forward by Sara Hooper Read Free Book Online

She opened another beer for each of them and joined him on the sofa. They talked for a couple of minutes, then, without a hint at the movement, Shane took her chin between his fingers, turned her to face him and kissed her warmly. Gina melted into his arms instantly, returning the kiss feverishly. It was the instant both had waited for.
    She stood, took Shane’s tanned but still Caucasian hand and led him to her bedroom. He wanted this very much, but he could also see her submissive side. “Are you sure about this?” he asked, hoping she did but giving her the choice.
    “Yes, yes, I’m sure,” Gina answered softly. He kissed her gently, aware that she would do this for him, no matter what her own convictions might be. Shane had to be careful…for many reasons. Mind over matter; reality over heart.
    With their lips still pressed together, Gina’s dark-colored hand drifted down to his crotch where his cock was already half erect. Her fingers drifted over the fabric that covered it, tickling, teasing, and bringing moans of pleasure from Shane. In answer to her touch, he massaged her ample breasts, enjoying the touch of what he had hit with the ball that day at the beach. From her breasts, his fingers drifted to the buttons on her blouse; he unbuttoned them one by one, removed her blouse, then her bra. Gina rubbed his cock harder as her passion mounted with his.
    Totally undressed, they explored each other’s bodies with their hands and mouth; he nibbled at her erect nipples, she tasted his skin down his beautiful chest as her tongue moved toward his manhood. When she lifted his shaft to her mouth, the difference in their skin spoke loudly of the difference in their heritage; she bound by culture, he by memories. Shane stopped her, pulling her back up to kiss her soft lips; he loved the taste of her, the exotic sweetness that he had never experienced before. Easily, he lifted her and carried her to the bed. Gina pulled him down on top or her, wanting what he was offering, hungering for this man who had consumed her waking and sleeping world. He entered her easily, drawing a gasp of pleasure from her lips as she lay open to him, eyes closed, heart pounding. The rigid outlines of his muscles contrasted with the softness of her body. The sight of her smooth skin, her flowing hair and the outline of those wide beautiful eyes made his heart skip a beat. Even in sexual ecstasy, he couldn’t believe how lucky he was.
    It happened so naturally between them. A slow, steady rhythm of his dick moving in and out of her; her well-kept nails leaving a red trail down his back as she reached the point of a light pre-cum.  Its warm flow ignited a hot reaction from Shane; his pace picked up. He lifted her hips from the bed and thrust himself into her pussy deeply, held it for a second, then retracted to the tip of his penis, then in deep again. She was wracked by the movement. Gina wrapped legs behind him, locked her ankles and pulled him into her, holding tightly so he couldn’t move back again. Slowly, she gyrated her hips against the fullness, bringing him to the absolute pinnacle of passion. He gushed with hot love juice, filling her, moaning with her as they rode the climax together. Hearts beating wildly, clammy skin and a sense of total release consumed them both as Shane fell onto the bed beside her. Neither said a word as they cuddled together. A sense of rightness and commitment surrounded them. Nothing will hurt what we have , Shane promised himself. Nothing. Many of the differences that faced them remained to be sorted out, but today, they were one.
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    The next morning, the bedside alarm woke Shane with a jolt. Snuggled up against him spoon-fashion, Gina stirred slightly while he tried to remove his arm from beneath her head. She turned to him, half waking, fully smiling. “Is it time already?” she mumbled, laying her hand on his massive chest.
    “Yes,” he whispered. “Sadly so. I have to get on the road. My first