by far the intensity of leather whips.
She sometimes questions why I hold
back.
Later on in bed I kissed her, yanking her
hair and pinching her nipples, grabbing
her breast and sinking my nails its soft
tissue.
Bringing her a zillion times to the brink
of release without pushing her from the
cliff.
Of course I fucked her too.
My hand on her face, pushing her
away, avoiding her eyes. My fingers
closing around her throat and telling
her what a dirty egocentric orgasmslut
she is.
We slept rather well, two horny bodies
desperately seeking the oblivion of
orgasming.
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——- ************** ——“Please Milord, give me pain”, she
moaned.
Early morning light peeked through the
closed curtains and lit her skin and hair
up in flares of liquid gold.
My god, she is so fucking beautiful.
I sunk my teeth in her shoulders.Biting
her.
Fucking her hard.
Grazing her body.
Biting. Hell, it gives me a boner.
One hand pulling her hair, the other
slapping her ass, tongues dancing while
I fucked her, raped her.
Tearing her apart, spearing her.
I saw the gaze in her eyes break when
she finally came, her cum gushing over
my balls and thighs.
Words being conceived in her mouth
but not having the strength to give
birth to them.
It was needless as I could read the love
in every move she made, in her
breathing, her eyes and scent.
Later on that morning she lay next to
me and we watched each other while I
jerked off.
When I was nearing my release she
wanted to go down on me but I held
her firm against me.
I came and felt my sticky cum on my
belly and she looked at me, saw me
cum and I cried.
It was so fucking intense and I so
wanted Princess to see me in my
moment of absolute vulnerability.
I know I cannot exist without Princess.