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She wanted his hands on her naked body, touching her, skin to skin She wanted his body covering her, his hands stroking her

A hard breath caught in her throat as she felt his fingers ers loosened it and drew the edges of the robe apart His hands smoothed over her bare hips

Shayne simply watched This moment wasn’t for him to share in, not yet The e too close to the surface Toosecrets threatened to tear them apart For now, he left the the two began to fill the rooroaned, his voice thick with hunger "So desperate he would risk all that he is to have you"

Her lashes lifted, and her stomach clenched as she read the need to touch her, to have her, in his expression

Had she ever been wanted with such ferocity by anyone?

"Marty, my sweet little flower" The sound of his voice, husky, deep, the words gentle, caused her heart to tighten as his hands lifted to push the robe from her shoulders

Silk pooled at her feet and she watched his expression tighten, his black eyes blaze with lust

Heat pooled between her thighs, preparing her further

It had been too long since he had taken her, so since she had known his possession

Her breath caught as his handsover her nipples, creating an exciting friction that sent flas

She felt on fire froers rip the ain lowered to hers

As though that action had released a flood of lust inside Khalid, his kiss becaher, h her veins as she fought to hold on to just enough control

But there was no holding on Her hands gripped his shoulders, her tongue dueled with his, as they both fought for dominance of the kiss

Khalid’s clothes were disposed of quickly His shirt was tossed to the floor, the rest landing wherever they dropped Marty didn’t know; she didn’t care

All that ht rasp of the hairs on his chest against her sensitized nipples, the feel of his lips on hers, his hands stroking over her body, cupping her breasts, plucking at her nipples

The silken comforter of the bed met her back before she realized he’d ainst her flesh, another caress to burn through her senses as she fought to touch hi hermattered now but touch--sensual, seductive, heated Taste The taste of his flesh as she lifted her head, her lipsthe salty male taste of him

There was more of him that she wanted to taste, more of him that she needed to taste

His lips moved down her neck, over her shoulder, and to her breasts His hands cupped the swollenover the nipples a second before his lips covered one tight peak

Marty froze The pleasure was a rush of adrenaline and weakening sensuality It was a cacophony of such incredible sensations that she becaainst the tip; his tongue stroked it His lips closed on the areola, sucking it with deep, measured pulls of his mouth

"Khalid" She was surprised at the sound of her own voice There was a plea in it, a desperation she couldn’t hide

Her pussy was on fire fro with such intensity, that she swore she could feel the swirl of air around it

Anticipation tore through her His hand stroked her, froneed for his touch where she had grown so wet

His lips, teeth, and tongue worked at her breast as his fingers h A cry tore froled to find a sense of balance in a world suddenly tilting on its axis

He didn’t tease He parted the curl-shrouded folds of her pussy, and a second later two fingers began pressing inside her, stretching her, burning her

"Khalid!" She cried his na farther apart as the initial penetration sent a shock through hidden nerve endings, exposing theainst the iht for ave instantly

His fingers worked inside her, thrusting slow, then hard; easy, then fiercely It was never the sensation she expected, never the caress she thought would co her further as a ragged cry tore froroan wrapped around her, the desperation in it tearing through her

He wanted her He was hungry for her In her life she had never known such desire froer, the pleasure tearing through her, the feel of his sweat-da between theashtening of her body There was no rush of i force It was just there A sudden, explosive wonder filled with light and sound as his fingers continued to work inside her, to stroke her higher, throwing her into a blazing conflagration that see

"Sweet Marty, burn for me" His voice was an echo of the pleasure in her head A sensual, h her<ins class="adsbygoogle" style="display:block" data-ad-client="ca-pub-7451196230453695" data-ad-slot="9930101810" data-ad-format="auto" data-full-width-responsive="true"></ins>