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.Emiline had to suppress a moan as that terrible, wonderful feeling spread through her.Her whole body was suddenly pulsating with it, as if her skin, her muscles, her bones had become one big throbbing organ.She still burned, but with passion now, hot and fiery and so strong she thought she was going to drown in it.And she’d willingly drown; it was the most exquisite feeling she’d ever experienced.Her breath came in ragged gasps, and joy burst through her with the force of a hurricane.That hot, pulsing fire left her body screaming for release, only she knew she wouldn’t find any.Not yet.Not just because her arms were bound and she was not supposed to move, but because…Pleasure is not yours to take but mine to give.His words rang in her ears as she fought against wave after wave of the purest, most sublime state of lust she’d ever been in.She heard herself moan at the fierce gush of arousal that pumped angrily out of her.She knew she was so hot, so ready, so primed that she’d just need a brush or maybe two and she’d find a short, temporary relief, but she mustn’t…mustn’t move…he’d know…he’d probably see…Her ability to think coherently started to dissolve.But she hung on to her sanity by a thread.Soon he’d be back, she knew…she hoped…Another moan and she licked her lips, breathing heavily now…“Are you wet for me, Lily?”She groaned but couldn’t reply.Not with words, anyway.His knees pressed against the inside of her thighs.The feel, the taste, the scent of him mingled with the salty breath of the sea on his body.Her famished senses soaked it all up.His arms wrapped around her.He was cool and wet.He rubbed salt water on her with his body.The droplets would probably evaporate in seconds as hot as she felt.He bent her back in his arms and buried his face between her breasts as he cupped her backside.His fingers dug deep.Sucking at the tip of one breast, he shoved her up his thighs until her core was flush with his pulsating hard flesh.Her entire body responded, recognizing him, reacting with unmitigated need.He found her drenched core, his fingers gliding over her folds in the smoothest, lightest touch.The shriek she let out instantly changed into a low moan from deep in her throat.“Yes.” He almost hissed the word.“You are wet.Goodness, how wet you are.” His voice had degenerated.It was barely more than a sensual rasp now.She gasped at the anticipation in his voice.She could hear the triumph in it also.“Now I’m going to take you, and you are going to come.With every long, hard thrust you’ll come.I’ll make you fly, Lily.” She moaned at his outspokenness but couldn’t wait for him to slake her burning need.He shoved his rigid flesh into her fast.His arms slung around her, between her sides and elbows, then over her shoulder blades.The soreness in her shoulder she’d felt before was but a silent tingle now.His fingers dug deep into her shoulders from behind, while her secret muscles worked at him, tried to accommodate being stretched so unexpectedly.Emiline could feel her nether muscles flutter and constrict around him some more.It was just as he’d said.Golden sparks flew before her eyes, blinding her in the artificial, complete darkness she was in.Her orgasm hit hard, and all she could do was give herself up to it, up to him.She sobbed when he retreated, but he was in her again, and she saw lightning cut her mind to pieces.Her bones became jelly; she felt as if she were floating in a cocoon of thick, sticky syrup.Another hammering climax racked her body.She didn’t think that unrelenting passion he’d created could ever diminish.She still wanted more.She couldn’t get enough.With his next thrust, her whole body caught fire.The sparks singed her skin and danced before her inner eye.Like a shell shot out of a cannon she flew, up, up, high into the sky toward the blinding, golden disk of the sun.His word was good.He’d delivered promptly.That was the first thought Emiline could actually grasp when she had floated back into her body.She lay on her side, her head higher than the rest of her body.She was no longer restrained.She blinked her eyes open with deliberate slowness.She didn’t think she could do anything quick at this point, anyway.Emiline saw her hand.Fingers splayed on his naked chest.Her head rested on his shoulder.Even though his skin was tanned, it was still somewhat lighter than hers.The contrast was striking.What had he said? She’d been incapable of replying then.He’d always loved marveling in the contrast in their coloring.She’d always loved that too.Long fingers ran through her hair, gently massaging her scalp.She’d always loved when he did that.He’d loosened it, probably when he’d removed the blindfold and ties [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]
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.Emiline had to suppress a moan as that terrible, wonderful feeling spread through her.Her whole body was suddenly pulsating with it, as if her skin, her muscles, her bones had become one big throbbing organ.She still burned, but with passion now, hot and fiery and so strong she thought she was going to drown in it.And she’d willingly drown; it was the most exquisite feeling she’d ever experienced.Her breath came in ragged gasps, and joy burst through her with the force of a hurricane.That hot, pulsing fire left her body screaming for release, only she knew she wouldn’t find any.Not yet.Not just because her arms were bound and she was not supposed to move, but because…Pleasure is not yours to take but mine to give.His words rang in her ears as she fought against wave after wave of the purest, most sublime state of lust she’d ever been in.She heard herself moan at the fierce gush of arousal that pumped angrily out of her.She knew she was so hot, so ready, so primed that she’d just need a brush or maybe two and she’d find a short, temporary relief, but she mustn’t…mustn’t move…he’d know…he’d probably see…Her ability to think coherently started to dissolve.But she hung on to her sanity by a thread.Soon he’d be back, she knew…she hoped…Another moan and she licked her lips, breathing heavily now…“Are you wet for me, Lily?”She groaned but couldn’t reply.Not with words, anyway.His knees pressed against the inside of her thighs.The feel, the taste, the scent of him mingled with the salty breath of the sea on his body.Her famished senses soaked it all up.His arms wrapped around her.He was cool and wet.He rubbed salt water on her with his body.The droplets would probably evaporate in seconds as hot as she felt.He bent her back in his arms and buried his face between her breasts as he cupped her backside.His fingers dug deep.Sucking at the tip of one breast, he shoved her up his thighs until her core was flush with his pulsating hard flesh.Her entire body responded, recognizing him, reacting with unmitigated need.He found her drenched core, his fingers gliding over her folds in the smoothest, lightest touch.The shriek she let out instantly changed into a low moan from deep in her throat.“Yes.” He almost hissed the word.“You are wet.Goodness, how wet you are.” His voice had degenerated.It was barely more than a sensual rasp now.She gasped at the anticipation in his voice.She could hear the triumph in it also.“Now I’m going to take you, and you are going to come.With every long, hard thrust you’ll come.I’ll make you fly, Lily.” She moaned at his outspokenness but couldn’t wait for him to slake her burning need.He shoved his rigid flesh into her fast.His arms slung around her, between her sides and elbows, then over her shoulder blades.The soreness in her shoulder she’d felt before was but a silent tingle now.His fingers dug deep into her shoulders from behind, while her secret muscles worked at him, tried to accommodate being stretched so unexpectedly.Emiline could feel her nether muscles flutter and constrict around him some more.It was just as he’d said.Golden sparks flew before her eyes, blinding her in the artificial, complete darkness she was in.Her orgasm hit hard, and all she could do was give herself up to it, up to him.She sobbed when he retreated, but he was in her again, and she saw lightning cut her mind to pieces.Her bones became jelly; she felt as if she were floating in a cocoon of thick, sticky syrup.Another hammering climax racked her body.She didn’t think that unrelenting passion he’d created could ever diminish.She still wanted more.She couldn’t get enough.With his next thrust, her whole body caught fire.The sparks singed her skin and danced before her inner eye.Like a shell shot out of a cannon she flew, up, up, high into the sky toward the blinding, golden disk of the sun.His word was good.He’d delivered promptly.That was the first thought Emiline could actually grasp when she had floated back into her body.She lay on her side, her head higher than the rest of her body.She was no longer restrained.She blinked her eyes open with deliberate slowness.She didn’t think she could do anything quick at this point, anyway.Emiline saw her hand.Fingers splayed on his naked chest.Her head rested on his shoulder.Even though his skin was tanned, it was still somewhat lighter than hers.The contrast was striking.What had he said? She’d been incapable of replying then.He’d always loved marveling in the contrast in their coloring.She’d always loved that too.Long fingers ran through her hair, gently massaging her scalp.She’d always loved when he did that.He’d loosened it, probably when he’d removed the blindfold and ties [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]