Chapter 7

His hand drifted lower, parting the thatch to seek the hot moist slit within. She exhaled a sharp gasp as he fingered her clit and slipped another finger into her. A small moan of pleasure escaped.

“Oh, that feels soooo good.”

“You do, too,” he said, a rumble somewhere just behind her right ear.

His tongue traced along the outer edge of her ear, curling around the lobe and tasting the texture of her turquoise earring. He began to move slowly, sliding his cock along the groove between her buttocks.

“You’ve got one of the cutest asses I’ve ever seen,” he continued. “In those red jeans, you had me going from the start.”

He kissed and nibbled along her neck and shoulders until she was shivering. One hand found her left breast and teased it to an aching peak while with the other he continued to taunt her with fleeting caresses on her most sensitive flesh. She whimpered a faint protest, wanting, no, needing more.

“Are you sore, hon? Will I hurt you if we go at it again?”