Part 8



Determined to restrain himself he traces his fingers over her bare skin in a circular pattern. His breathing slow and steady, controlled trying to keep himself until he has pleasured her, wanting to draw the night out. Impatiently she stretches up to kiss him and wraps her hand around the length of him startling him with her touch. Wanting to reciprocate and still prolongue his pleasure he reaches down and slips one finger into her. Slowly stroking her as she keeps contact with him.  Lowering his head to lay against her chest he deeply inhales the scent of her, a mix of sweat and sex with a hint of Lavender and Vanilla. Letting go of him she reaches up to caress his neck and head. As she releases him he slides against her body until he comes to rest, laying across her. Her sweaty skin warm beneath his. He can hear the low moan escape through her open mouth as she nips at his ear the sweet    Sting of pain causes him to reach down and grip her ass to him. His fingernails digging into her skin just enough to cause her to buck her hips against him slipping him inside her in one quick fluid motion. She screams out at the sudden fullness and he quickly covers her mouth with his tounge twisting against hers ...her tongue swirlign ent. He lowers his lips to her breast sucking her nipping from her hand.ing h

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