He was magnificent. His large, naked body sprawled out over the bed; long hair spread on the pillows. Broad muscled shoulders, arms dotted with tattoos. Perfectly-formed chest covered with a dark mat of hair extending down over an impressive set of eight-pack abs. His cock—oh dear—even flaccid it was intimidating, and she now knew why she would be walking funny for a while.
Stop drooling, she told herself. They’d already had sex, so she shouldn’t be acting like some hormonal teenager. With a shake of her head, she crept back into bed, keeping an eye on him in case he woke up. Thankfully, his eyes remained closed, though she was longing to see those blue orbs again. A shiver went through her as she lay down next to him, but not touching him. She tucked her legs under the humungous shirt. She wasn’t sleepy, but she closed her eyes anyway until her body relaxed and she drifted off, surrounded by the warmth of his shirt and his intoxicating scent.
Light filled the room when Dutchy woke up, but that wasn’t why her eyes flew open.
No, it was the weight of the hot, hard body on top of her.
Shock coursed through her as her gaze moved downwards, her gaze colliding with blue eyes. The two blazing orbs pinned her as he pulled the shirt she wore open and took a nipple between his lips.
“Nnngghh!” Her fingers dug into his scalp, tugging at the hair, as if she could get him closer. His response was to take as much of her breast into his mouth and graze the sensitive tip with his teeth.
She moaned again, bucking her hips up. When his knees nudged her thighs apart, she braced herself to receive him, but to her surprise, he released her breast, and crawled lower.
Her eyes practically rolled to the back of her head when his mouth touched her slick lips. Her fingers fisted into the sheets as her body tensed from the growing pressure building in her. A growl startled her, making her head snap down.
He was staring at her as he devoured and licked at her. The noises rang through the quiet cabin filling it with filthy, depraved sounds that only fueled her desire. Though her cheeks flushed with embarrassment at how much he was enjoying himself, she couldn’t turn away. When her lids started to close, he only growled louder and sped up the motion of his mouth.
As his lips found her clit, he had to hold her down to keep her hips on the mattress. When he sucked back hard, she let go, letting the orgasm ripple through her body.
She was barely coming down when he flipped her to her stomach, pushed the shirt up, and kicked her knees apart. Covering her back with his body, he surged into her in one motion.
“Oh God!” She clung to the sheets, her buttocks lifting back to meet his thrusts. At this angle, his cock stroked the most sensitive places in her. One hand thrust into her scalp, fingers tangling in her hair. When he pulled back, she nearly howled as a wave of pleasure wracked her body.
He hauled her up to her hands and knees, and she braced herself against his powerful hips as he rutted into her. A hand shoved between her legs and his fingers plucked at her clit, coaxing another orgasm from her body.
She thought she was truly wrung out by then, but he was relentless. His hands grabbed at her shoulder and pulled her up to him, a hand wrapping around her breast to play with her nipple, while the other pushed her hair aside so his mouth could suck at the sensitive skin on her neck.
“Please!” As his teeth nipped at her shoulder, her body shook with pleasure.
He half growled–grunted against her, his cock twitching as he emptied into her, flooding her insides with his warm seed. His thrusts slowed, his grip around her tightened, and he twisted her head around to catch her mouth in a hot, sensuous kiss.
When he released her, she sighed and fell back down on the bed, his cock slipping out of her. As she felt the mattress dip and rise as he left the bed, she closed her eyes.
She must have dozed off, because her body felt stiff when she opened her eyes again, like she’d been in the same position for hours. Though there were trace scents of him, she knew he wasn’t in the bed. The feeling of being alone unnerved