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His hs, where he nuzzled and breathed against the thin skin, and she experienced awhat had possessed her to ask him for this It was too much Too intimate
Before she could ask him to stop, a low hum resonated in his throat, a sound she’d heard hiood wine, a taste of so the plu-soft entrance to her body His fingertip pressed into the wetness for a dizzyingthe nipple with the touch of slickness as if anointing it with perfume
Shocked, Phoebe began to wriggle away, but he pulled her back easily, his hands strong on her hips A soundless laugh sank into the crisp curls, his tongue stirring through the the skin of her mound His pal her at a high, helpless angle
She closed her eyes, all awareness focused on the sinuous strokes of his tongue as he explored the outer folds of her vulva, following the curves on each side, then tracing the delicate edges of the inner lips Hisentrance of her body, the tip of his tongue drawing across it She itated sound as she felt the peculiar sinuous heat of his tongue slipping inside her Uniinable Unspeakable
The pit of her belly was hot and coiled Another deep, deliberate licka teasing wrigglea languid glide She began to sweat and strain, biting her lip to keep fro to her, beco made only for pleasure The bud of her clitoris, bereft of his attentions, ached and twitched, and she shook with the need for hier, or the slightest friction from his lips, would send her into spas sounds she’d never made in her life, s
When the hunger sharpened intolerably, her hand stole down to the triangle of daht and pulled aside, and she felt hi flesh She realized he’d been waiting for her to do that; he knew exactly how desperate she was Frustrated beyond sanity, she gasped, “You’re taking too long”
“Now you’re the expert,” West y hair
“II don’t want to wait”
“But I want you to” Gently he pulled the hood of her sex back to expose the throbbing bud and blew cool air over it
“Oh pleaseWest, I can’tplease, please”
His silky, re and prodding, then flicking in a steady rhyth the frantic ainst Heat flooded her, sensation wrenching every cell of her body She was lost in hi every last part of herself
The after consciousness, her liiddy with sensation Her face ith perspiration and perhaps tears, and she felt hiathered against a hard, furry chest, co murmurs He stroked her hair and traced ai eased
He left the bed briefly and she rolled to her sto She had never felt so sated, so replete
When West returned, he was coan to turn over, but he straddled her hips and pressed her back lightly to keep her facedown She lay quietly, aware of the textures of hihs, and the silky weight of an erection that felt as long and hard as a raffling pole There was the sound of a glass stopper in a flask His war, while the scent of almond oil drifted to her nostrils
He squeezed theon either side of her spine, releasing tension and sending ripples of pleasure through her Phoebe moaned softly No one had ever done this to her before; she would never have guessed it would feel so lovely As his palth of his aroused flesh slid along the cleft of her bottom and partly up her back Clearly he also took pleasure in theno effort to hide it He kneaded her lower back and the full curves of her buttocks with increasing pressure until the clenched muscles relaxed
One hand reached down between her thighs to cup the soft pleats of flesh, his fingertips riding tenderly on either side of the swollen, half-hidden nub A few exquisitely light and indirect strokes, back and forth, caused her breath to catch He touched the opening of her body, circling into the wetness before one of his fingers—no, two—entered in a gradual but insistent thrust
Her body tried to close against the intrusion, but he was so gentle, his fingers undulating like the sway of water reeds in a slow current Her legs spread a little, and soon she felt the need to push upward, to takeinside her loosened and stretched to enclose hi to luxuriate in the feel of her, his fingers twisting and curling with alainst the cool linen sheets, she squirhtly
As his fingers slid fro felt oddly open and liquid, ht lowered over her back, the hair of his chest tickling pleasantly as he bent to kiss and lick her shoulders and the nape of her neck His lungs were expanding and contracting with full, heavy breaths Her eyes opened wide as she felt an intihs, the shape of hiness and arousal, her flesh resisted
“Wait,” she gasped, flinching at a sharp ache He stopped at once, lodged solidly but not quite penetrating Panting with effort, she tried pressing back onto hian to hurt “I can’t, oh, I’m sorry, it’s no use, I’m—”