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ribs with a pounding pace when he found her to be soaked and trembling. All he
wanted to do was dive between those two milky thighs and feast. Sliding back and
forth with an open palm, moisture coated his skin. “God, that‟s…perfect.” He had to
swallow through the roughness as his own needs hit a new spike.
He stood, circled, and stopped to face her. Mira‟s eyes were half closed, glittering
with hunger and need. A red flush colored her entire body. Standing before her, he
repeated the sensual attack on her front that he‟d delivered to her back, wrapping his
hands around her arms to stroke her. Sensation to keep her wanting. Caresses to make
her hungry.
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Her lips opened for his instantly when he leaned closer. Her kisses were hungry,
seeking. Mira whimpered when he pulled away. “Patience.”
Then he dipped and suckled. Sweet as candy, she pushed her breasts into him,
demanding. Her little moans were growing in volume. Cupping her other breast, he
tweaked taut flesh, eliciting more shivers and breathy moans of pleasure.
He knew his eyes crossed when he slipped his hand between her thighs and she
rubbed into his palm with her own desire. He‟d never seen her this turned on. Tremors
and shivers rocked her body as he glided up and down her inner thighs, sucking and
tugging at her nipples at the same pace. Her cream coated her plumped labia and she
bucked when he absently stroked her slit with a finger.
She moaned his name, gasping. She thrust her pelvis toward him. He stopped
everything.
“Rhys!”
A fire of need blazed in her eyes now, staring right at him.
“What?”
“More!”
“More what?” he asked her. “More tongue on your hot skin?” He leaned forward
and licked just above the flesh of her breast. Her moan was breathless. “More of my
fingers caressing you?” Sliding between her thighs again, he languorously moved his
fingers up and down her inner thigh, teasing, bringing her right back to the edge. She
shook from her shoulders down, like ice water was dripping down her back, one drop
at a time.
Bringing his fingers to his mouth, he purposely sucked each one. Making her
watch his enjoyment.
“Tell me,” he whispered, brushing his lips to hers. “I love it when you talk a little
dirty.” He twirled a fake moustache and she coughed a giggle.
She began to let a palm unwrap from the bar and he whipped up and pinched
her nipple. “Nu uh. I said not until I said so.”
She squealed, then resumed her stance with a pout.
“I need to come, Rhys.”
“Really? How badly?” he challenged her. She twisted in place, offering herself.
He met her blue gaze. “Maybe I should see how close you are.”
“Yes!” Still damp, her hair swayed over her shoulders with her adamancy.
Running his hand down her stomach, he splayed his fingers, delving into the fine
hair covering her. “I need to see if you‟ve overheated,” he purred seductively. “I always
fine tune an engine.”
Very tantalizingly, he snaked his fingers downward, then curled them as he
reached his goal. His eyes never lost hers, watching as sensation turned to pleasure,
which turned to bliss as he breached the slicked folds of her pussy.
“Mm, very hot.”
Her lips parted with increased pants the deeper he pressed his fingers, swirling
them within her hot sheath. She bucked and ground into his invasion, climbing the cliff.
“I think you‟ve waited long enough.” She growled in growing frustration when
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he removed his touch, her eyes snapping wide with more than desire. A promise of
retribution.
Stepping away, he dragged his press bench near until it rested between her
splayed legs. “I have to get under you to check everything.”
“Rhys!”
He shook his head, taunting her further. “That does sound like a lot of pressure.”
On his back, he let his legs relax and felt cool air hit his sac. Until that moment,
he‟d been able to ignore his own state of arousal for the fun and pleasure he was
sharing with Mira. Apparently, he‟d been ignoring that part of himself for too long
now.
His cock jumped, pulsing as air swirled over his groin, creating a tightening that
jolted a fire of need up his spine. Focusing upward, he pushed it out of his mind. Not
just yet.
At a perfect angle, he latched onto the swollen edges of her cunt and sucked.
Hard.
She screamed, then buried her mouth against an arm to stifle the sound. Time for
talking was over.
Hot cream filled his mouth. He licked and sucked as her body vibrated, her
orgasm rushing toward him. Using her juice as lubricant, he circled the tight rosebud of
her ass with a thumb. Teasing her, he thrust into her pussy with two fingers, licking at
flushed skin to nip at her clit between his lips. Her gasps deepened and filled the room
as he sucked on the hard pearl of nerves.
Rhys didn‟t slow down, wanting her to come hard, craving her taste. He wanted
her to feel that bone-melting rush. The pure explosion of ecstasy when she hit her
orgasm and soared over the edge of the cliff.
It didn‟t take her long, already pushed twice to the limit. Her entire body
whipped tight and her pussy convulsed around his thrusting fingers. Quakes of
pleasure faded into light spasms as her body fell slack, her grip the only thing keeping
her standing.
Lapping at her juice made her cry, her hungry mewls filling the room. Carefully
sliding down the bench, he hopped off and with his hands on her waist, told her to let
go.
She almost stumbled into him, she was so weak.
Rhys brought her to the end of the bench. “Kneel.” She sank down, still gasping
for air. With commanding gentleness and a hand on her shoulder, he bent her forward,
letting her support herself on the padded leather seat.
Fitting behind her, he gripped her ass. A hard rushed gasp was her answer to his
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