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.I sit up and slide my handsaround his solid arse and pull him forward so he s standing between my spread thighs, his lowerstomach at my eyelevel.Placing my lips gently in his abdomen, I trail kisses across to his scar,but it doesn t make me wince anymore.It s a massive imperfection, a mar on his beautiful body,but it just makes him all the more perfect to me.My perfect imperfect Adonis.My God.Myhusband.I feel his fingers thread through my hair, and my eyes creep up the firmness of his abs, then hischest, until I m staring into green eyes filled with& love.Not hunger or carnal want it s love.He s not going to fuck me, he s going to make sweet love, and he does it so well, but I mdesperate for his ferocity, desperate for him to stop treating me like I m breakable.My hands flowback down his torso until my palms are resting on the edges of his perfect V.I lean in and kiss hisstomach again before working my way up, standing as I go until I m feeling his neck out andpulling him down to meet my lips.I lift myself gracefully to his body and link my legs around hiswaist, feeling his arm snake around me, holding me to him as he accepts my demand for mouthcontact.Heavy mouth contact.Indulgent mouth contact.All consuming mouth contact.He doesn t lower me to the bed.He walks me into the bathroom and straddles the chaise lounge,standing me over him.He looks up at me. We need to make friends. I m yanked down and ourmouths crash together. No one will ever stop me taking you, Ava. he says around our lipsrelentless colliding and tongue battling. Good. I pull at his hair, trying to draw out his animalistic traits.He knows what I want and needright now, he damn well knows it, and he s going to give it to me. My girl wants it hard. He breaks away, and I m the one growling this time.He stares up at me,panting and sweating.He wants to give it me as well; I can see it in the glaze of his green stare.They re smoking out, darkening with desperation.I make him desperate.I m gently tugged down as he holds himself upright, ready to enter me, but I stiffen, preventing himfrom seizing me.I might be desperate for him, but I still have to maintain my sensibility, just likeI ve done over the past few weeks.He s not wearing a condom, and judging by the sharper tug ofmy arm, he knows exactly why I m holding back. Jesse, My breathlessness is completely giving away my pent up lust. Ava, I m taking you now, and you re not going to stop me with trivial fucking requests. He yanksme down and seals our lips, working into my mouth with deadly determination.I don t try to resist,and I really don t want to.This might be the hard fuck I ve been waiting for.He keeps our mouths locked, and then levels himself up and slides straight in.My legs naturallysnake around his waist and lock at the ankles, pulling us closer together. Oh Jesus, he pants against my mouth. Fucking perfect.It does feel perfect.I m swiftly reminded of the perfection that is no barrier between us.Just fleshon flesh.Me on him.I m gasping into his shoulder and digging my nails into his biceps. Move. I demand. Please move. In time, baby.Just let me feel you for a moment. He takes my hands and guides them around theback of his neck where my fingers naturally feel out his hair and tug gently.Then his big handsslowly skate down my sides, over my breasts and onto my waist.He holds me still.The onlysounds in the air around us are our strained breaths.They are heavy and desperate.Tightening his grip on my waist, he lifts me on a deep moan before letting me slide gently backdown onto him.My eyes close in pure, comforted bliss, and I gasp, removing my hands from hishair so I can get them onto the firm warmth of his chest.I marvel at his solid, bunched muscles,just flawless hardness before me, screaming to be touched, begging me to feel his perfection.Myinsatiable hands wander all over him and smooth across his pecs as I m lifted from his body againand grinded down, slowly and meticulously. Don t try to tell me it doesn t feel right. he moans. Don t try to tell me this isn t how we resupposed to be. He works me around, circling his groin firmly. Not ever. Don t come inside me. I might be overwhelmed with his potency, but a small part of me is stillaware of what I m doing. Don t tell me what to do with your body, Ava.Kiss me.I m blinded by his carnal words and his claim over me, my body refusing to deny him.He sholding the power, and he knows it.My mouth drops to his and my body presses into him, a clearinvitation to take me how he pleases.His head tilts back to maintain our mouth contact as I mraised again and plunged back onto him.I groan into his mouth a low, alluring message ofsubmittal.I m not thinking straight.My mind is scrambled by his energy, the painfully accuratemomentum and strikes of his hips, sending me into delirious indulgence.I hum as I m slowly and easily lifted, time and time again.The pressure of him pushing into thedeepest part of me is pleasure embodied. You feel so good. I pant. Jesse, fuck me. I need this harder. Mouth, Ava [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]