Soft
lips slid over her shoulder and trailed down to her breast. A hot tongue licked
the rounded top of one quivering mound and traveled across to the other one,
pulling a hard nipple into soft heat. Esme gasped in sheer pleasure, arching
into a long, hard body. Soft strands of hair fell across her face and the
heated caress of lips feathered over her chin, her cheeks, her eyes. Esme
plunged her fingers into the silk of long, straight strands and pulled the exquisitely
soft mouth to hers.
His breath was gentle
on her lips, the musk in it bringing a flush of pure lust to her skin. Esme’s
tongue came out to slip across the slightly parted lips, causing him to groan
with pleasure.
Filled with ravenous
need, she lifted her legs, opening them wide in unmistakable invitation. Her
lover sighed as he slid into her. His lips fell on hers, all signs of gentle
persuasion gone as the heat of their joining spurred them to the next frantic
level of lust. His body started to move against hers, slowly at first, and then
increasing rapidly in tempo and intensity. Gooseflesh sprang from her skin and she
began to shake uncontrollably against the tide of lust building within her.
He groaned her name
against her lips and Esme sighed. She felt as if she’d waited her whole life
for his touch, the sound of his passion drenched voice, the drift of his heated
breath against her skin. She threw her head back as his body teased her closer
to that elusive peak, playing against her erogenous zones with the practiced
skill of a maestro in front of the world’s finest orchestra.
Her body climbed
toward a maelstrom of incredible sensations and she reached to pull him closer,
her hands wrapping around hard, round buttocks to bury him as deeply as
possible inside her body. He groaned and increased his tempo.
Esme’s breath locked
in her chest, her head fell backward on a gasp, and her body surged toward his
before tightening in spine bending release. His head lifted and he cried out,
screaming her name into the darkened room. Esme felt him pulse inside her,
pulling her into another powerful orgasm as he plunged deep and fast into his
own release.
As they softened
downward in gentle pleasure, his lips found her face again and worshiped there,
trailing across her lips, her cheeks, and her eyes. He placed a gentle kiss on
each quivering eyelid and sighed. “I’ve waited so long for you, Esme. It is
time we are together at last.”
His words drifted away
on a sigh and Esme suddenly realized she’d lost his warmth, his gentle touch
against her fevered skin...
2 comments:
What a fantastic Snippet :o)
Really enjoyed reading this piece.
Thanks so much! I'm really glad you enjoyed it. Nothing like a sexy genie to kick start your day, eh? hehehe
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