Treasured (The Salvation Society) - Victoria Pinder Page 0,9

and he was hard. We were ready, so I climbed on his lap and continued to kiss and caress his face.

My nipples hardened. He let me lead, so I ran my fingers through his thick, coarse hair.

And I teased his swollen with my wiggles.

We both knew he liked it.

His tongue captured mine in a dance that made me roar a primal song that came from my heart. I savored how his tongue battled mine and how his muscular hands cupped my ass.

I needed him. My heart fluttered while I was on top of him.

The fire in my veins grew stronger from his kisses, which made me ache.

With Dwayne, though, being naked empowered me. My heart jackhammered when he moved to be on top of me.

My fingers ran through his hair. I wanted him and savored his small bites on my skin as he suckled me. Good. I would have his mark. Part of me wished this moment with him would last forever.

He suckled, licked, and savored my breasts, which he held cupped in his hands. My nipples stood out like raspberries, and he feasted on them like he was starving.

All I could do was moan as his hand went lower, and his fingers strummed my most sensitive parts like the strings of a guitar.

However, he took his time with me. I trembled from his kiss, thrilled he had captured me as his own for the night.

I needed him inside me, filling me in a way no other man ever had.

I cupped his manhood to urge him forward and understood immediately he was hard and roaring to start. I yearned for his huge member like it was a heat-seeking missile and I was the target.

Yet he hugged me close and tasted me like I was someone special, and I knew this could be the start of a romance instead of a one-night stand.

Maybe in another life, it might be more, but this would all we’d ever have.

His suckling teased a pleasure that was about to sweep through me as he cupped my ass like he was branding me.

Damn, I needed him tonight. I’d not had anyone since…

I refused to let that thought fester and destroy this. Instead, I pushed for him to move and repositioned my legs on either side of him so I could ride on top.

In control, I cupped his balls and thrust his cock deep inside me.

Damn. He was huge, with the kind of size guys whispered about as a fantasy, and he filled me completely. I gyrated and took his hands like we were longtime lovers while I rocked back and forth.

I swiveled my hips, rocked and rode him, and the apex between my thighs was rushed with pleasure.

His hand let mine go so he could squeeze my butt while I ravished him.

He closed his eyes and let me fuck him.

I had no idea for how long, but my heart rate was higher than it had been in years. But I wasn’t afraid—not with Dwayne.

I lowered myself for a kiss.

Dwayne shocked me when he took my nipple into his mouth and suckled again as I stroked his hard dick. My clit was so sensitive to him, and my breathing increased.

His hard abs were unlike any other man’s I’d ever seen. The man between my thighs now could rip me apart. I knew exactly what it was like to be beaten and bruised, and I should have been terrified that Dwayne was bigger, stronger, and trained to be a killer.

Yet he let me set the pace, and my muscles tensed with small delicious spasms to my feet.

And all he did was massage my body to encourage me.

Damn, if I would have known sex was like this, I would have never been such a stupid fool.

The thought invaded my brain, but then my mind became fuzzy as he entered me and sat up. He plunged deeper into my center.

I was impaled and yearned for this as he set the pace and hammered into me like he was claiming my body and soul as his own.

My heart rate peaked. I’d never been like this, and yet he plunged into me slowly, despite my body being on fire.

My vaginal muscles contracted. I had never breathed so fast before.

My eyes fluttered while his cock went in and out. Even my feet spasmed.

He rammed into me like he had his own score and I was his, but unlike any other man, he seemed to hold onto me like he cared about me.

I held