Authors: Laura Glenn
His eyes blackened as he dug his fingertips gently into her
flesh and yanked her forward until her butt was on the edge of the desk. “Damn,
woman, I love you,” he hissed through gritted teeth as he pulled a chair up
between her legs.
Kaitlyn threaded her fingers through his thick,
coffee-colored hair, her clit aching as his hands pushed her knees even farther
apart. The calluses on his large hands tickled her inner thighs as he slowly
drew them up toward her. He tore his eyes from hers and licked his lips as he
began gazing at her pussy as though it was the most wondrous treasure a man
could ever find.
His fingers lightly traced her slick labia, drawing a
shivered breath from her lungs. She tossed her hair over her shoulders and
dropped back onto her elbows. She had never felt so sexy in her life.
Gently pulling her open even further with his fingers, he
slid his thumbs up and around her inner pussy lips, barely touching her
now-throbbing clit. Her pussy contracted hard and she bit her lower lip to keep
her moans from becoming too loud.
“I love how wet you get for me,” he murmured as he slowly,
torturously slid both of his thumbs simultaneously into her.
He leisurely massaged the inner walls of her vagina, causing
little jolts of electricity to shoot from her clit to her nipples, which were
now taut and straining against the bodice of her gown. Breathing heavily, she
sat up and yanked the neckline of her bodice down and exposed her full breasts
to the cool air of the room.
Her pussy clenched down on his thumbs as he attempted to
withdraw them from her. He chuckled and quickly replaced his thumbs with three
fingers, shoving them roughly up into her.
Kaitlyn fell back onto the desk, the top of her head barely
brushing against the cold windowpane. She arched her back, dragging her palms
up her sides to her breasts.
Mesmerized, Gabriel continued to pound her pussy with his
fingers as he hungrily watched her knead each milky-white globe. He clenched
his thigh muscles in an attempt to stay seated when she took each of her
nipples between a thumb and forefinger. Pulling and rolling the rosy, erect
nubs, her breasts and cheeks flushed hotly as the color of her nipples
deepened.
He had never seen her touch herself in that way before. He
could feel the blood pulsing rhythmically through his rigid cock. Glancing down
briefly, he saw her clit swell and turn a deep crimson. Not certain how much
more of watching his hot little wife gaining pleasure from her own hands he
could take, he slammed his lips down around her engorged clit, wrenching a cry
of delight from her lips.
Gabriel still had difficulty remembering that this was all
real at times. His life had changed so much over the course of the past year.
And it was all due to one woman. His Katie. His cock felt about as full as his
heart as he gazed into those blue eyes he loved so much.
He needed to make her come. Now.
Kaitlyn gasped for air as Gabriel’s skillful tongue lapped
determinedly at her clit. She pulled on her nipples more forcefully, feeling
like a woman possessed. Before Gabriel, she never thought such an all-consuming
passion existed outside movies and books. Now she knew she had been wrong for
all those years. This fire was real.
And it was only getting hotter by the day.
Within moments, tiny spasms deep within her clit radiated
outward, sending waves of torturous pleasure through her thighs and up to her
distended nipples. Her pussy clenched and she cried out his name, gasping for
air as the orgasm took complete control of her body.
Gabriel didn’t give her a moment to recover. With seemingly
one expert movement, he roughly pulled her quivering body up and drove his cock
into her as he settled her astride on his lap.
Kaitlyn whimpered as she slid down his silken shaft and her
clit hit the top of his pubic bone. His mouth quickly found hers and she parted
her lips, allowing his insistent tongue to sweep inside with a savage
intensity.
She grabbed the hem of his white shirt and yanked it up over
his head, desperate to feel her nipples rubbing against the crisp hair of his
chest.
Before the shirt even hit the ground, he grabbed her hips,
guiding them into a swift but smooth rocking motion. Her senses reeled and her
thighs shook as she ground against him, her pussy continuing to tightly clasp
his cock.
“Mmm, you have it now, love,” he crooned breathlessly into
her mouth as he released his hold on her hips and wrapped his arms around her
waist.
Awestruck, Gabriel’s eyes rolled to the back of his head as
he released full control of his body to Kaitlyn’s eager hips. Her soft, slick
pussy pounded furiously against him, burying him to the hilt. His jaw clenched
and he felt tiny beads of sweat forming on his forehead. His balls were
beginning to tighten already.
Through the sound of blood pounding in his brain, he heard
her breathing quicken. The little rhythmic whimpers that always accompanied the
build-up to her orgasms floated to his grateful ears. Soon he could let go.
Soon he would be able to release into her as she fucked him into oblivion.
She tore her lips from his, digging her fingernails into his
shoulder as he felt the tremors in her canal steadily begin sucking on his
shaft. She cried out and he grabbed her hips once again. Hammering into her
once…twice…three times. His cock throbbed. His testicles grew taut and then he
exploded into her, his grunts of release mingling with her moans as she
continued to grind her clit against his pubic bone.
Kaitlyn’s sight blurred and her limbs grew weak. She slowed
her movements until her muscles gave way and she slumped against his chest.
Gabriel’s lips grazed her shoulder in a series of languid,
shivery kisses. “I love how you fuck me,” he whispered.
After all this time, his hot breath could still send her
spine into quivers. “I love you,” she whispered against his neck with a satisfied
sigh.
“Only you,” he whispered back, his lips lightly sweeping her
temple as he tenderly brushed her hair over her shoulder.
She smiled allowing the contentment to wash into her relaxed
muscles. With a full heart, she repeated his words. “Only you.”
About the Author
Laura Glenn, pseudonym for the feisty and imaginative, wine-
and chocolate-loving romance author, is an unassuming archaeology student
during the light of day. When she is not chasing after her two highly
intelligent but equally mischievous children or discussing the social and
political state of the world with her husband of eleven years, she can be found
daydreaming.
These daydreams are the fare from which she spins her tales
of love and lust. The seed for such an impish hobby was planted at the tender
age of fourteen after she read her first romance novel, much to her mother's
horror. Soon thereafter, she began to weave simple romances, quickly jotted
down in various notebooks during boring high school classes. Years of stories
and fantasies later, she hopes that the pastime she has always enjoyed in
secret might now bring others some happiness and a little bit of naughty fun.
The author welcomes comments from readers. You can find her
website and email address on her author bio page at www.ellorascave.com.
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