Naughty Dripping Desires (An Erotic Collection)

slowly, deliciously sore in places I hadn't been in months. My body still hummed with the memory of last

ghs, the faint sting of bite marks along my collar

lized I wa

my pillow. His dark hair was a mess, lips slightly parted, lashes fanned against his high cheekbones. Even when asleep,

th wen

ct like a responsible adult who didn't let her insanely hot n

f his spine with one fingertip, following t

rumbling sound vi

mumbled, voice

ed my core

kening with interest. He rolled onto his side, and tugg

id, lips brushing mine in

ispered back, a

en my thighs without warning. His fingers parted me, running

ainst my mouth. "You'

slow, deliberate strokes, teasing me, a

ax

d softly. "Tell me

eks even as my hips rocked

gasped. "

d gi

rhythm as his fingers. Then he pushed two inside me-slow, stret

o watch my face, ey

y dripping again. You gonna come on

added a third finger, pumping steadily whil

ilt fast, embar

-oh

thy. "Let me feel it. Squeeze my finger

sure ripped through me in violent waves. He kept moving, drawing it out until I w

rew his fingers and brought them to his mou

akfast," he said

till trembling. "Yo

ing between my thighs, his erection hot and heavy aga

und his waist, pullin

himself at my entrance, and pus

th gr

ht-thicker, harder, stretching me

d, forehead pressed to mine. "

have,"

erce flashed

started

de me. Not frantic like last night-this was deliberate, controlled,

ng red trails. He didn't seem to min

mped rhythmically

efinitely awake now

suddenly. "Play with that p

moment my fingers brushed my swoll

ted. "Make yourself come again. I

tching his rhythm,

ing that perfect control. "Gonna come," he w

without hesitation.

lsing hot and thick inside me. The sensation tipped me over, and my second orgasm crashed throu

er, breathing hard, swe

tly-almost tenderly-then rolled to t

rmured, lips br

ed, bo

ng and carried me toward the bathroom

dark with promise, "then bend you ov

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