"Piper squirming behind me had my cock trying to burrow through my jeans to get inside her."
Piper Dreams -- Amélie S. Duncan
"Piper squirming behind me had my cock trying to burrow through my jeans to get inside her."
Piper Dreams -- Amélie S. Duncan
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"As if he knew she wanted more, he slipped in another finger while massaging her swollen clit in harder circles with his thumb, sending sparks throughout her bloodstream and flooding her system with passion-filled fire."
"His exquisite technique of deliberate slow pumps sent waves of tremors through her body and a flash flood to her pussy as she climaxed."
"Fire roared through her system. Visions of them naked scorched her synapses and crackled through her gray matter. Though she tried to fight it, her gaze was pulled to his by some unseen force. Golden fields of wheat swayed in his irises, mesmerizing her senses and hammering away at the last strands of her restraint."
"Hot seed spurted as her sheath contracted around him, coating him in her molten-hot juices."
Curse of the Gargoyle -- Tara Nina
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"Each pull of his fingers delivered a torrent of liquid delight straight to her blood."
"Long and thickly veined, his penis pulsed against her palm, a steel rod wrapped in soft velvet."
"Hand leaving her breast, he changed his tactic to delving between her legs. His long fingers slipped between the honeyed folds of her labia. A tip dipped into her creamy depth."
"A waterfall of magical sensations flooded her nerves with each delicious caress."
"The first tight curls of orgasm began to weave around her spine, tying up and then tickling her senses with an invigorating delight."
"What you're doing is torture of an innocent pussy."
"Dakoda slipped her fingers into the cleft of his rear, inching her way into its warm depth. The tips of her fingers made tentative contact with his tight, puckered anus. She pressed against the tight ring, gently easing just the tip of a finger inside. 'Mmm, and heaven is just a sin away.' She pressed farther, working her finger into his wickedly tight channel."
"His fingers circled his erection, guiding the broad crown toward her damp slit. 'You drive a hell of a hard bargain,' he grated. 'I'm going to pound your cunt until you scream.'"
"'God,' she breathed. 'You're even bigger than before.'
Hands braced on either side of her, Jesse grinned down. 'And you're even tighter.' He flexed his hips in a circular, stirring motion. 'Damn. There isn't an inch of wiggle room in there. Taking you is like having a virgin... the ultimate pleasure.'
Dakoda laughed softly. 'A virgin, I am not.'"
"Instead of sweeping in and attacking with his tongue, he caught her bottom lip between her teeth, giving it a long, slow suck. His hips picked up a faster rhythm, grinding against hers in a manner that was more of a sensual waltz than a battering-ram assault.
Dakoda tightened her legs around his waist, willing to let him take all control and lead the dance. One thing was for sure: he had all the steps just right. All the bad things about the day began to mercifully fade away as their bodies moved together in perfect synchronicity, beginning an electrifying onslaught of carnal sensation. Lust boiled inside her like a pot left on the stove too long. Everything inside her felt deliciously molten."
"His tongue pressed for entry, sweeping in with long, stabbing strokes. Cock pulsing inside her, he began to deliver deep, punishing strokes that jarred her bones.
Gentleness was over. It was time to get down to the business of some serious fucking. He delivered thrust after punishing thrust. His balls slapped against her ass with each bone-jarring, breath-stealing stab."
"Wave after wave of hair spilled over his shoulders, a cascade of shiny black silk. Coils of glowing amber writhed in the depth of his gaze, sizzling with feral lust."
"'You may have had other men,' he growled, at the same time he delivered a vicious downward stab with his cock."
Soul of the Wildcat -- Devyn Quinn
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"'Oh, God, you feel wonderful,' he whispered into her mouth.
And she did. Never had White Wolf tasted any woman who felt so right for him as his Prairie Star. The intense, bittersweet moments of their sharing had stirred him to a passion that was all-consuming, and the reality that they would soon be one in every way moved him to his soul. Still, he hated having to hurt her. Best not to prolong the torment. He slipped his hands beneath her, tilting her hips upward. His mouth came down hard on hers, and his manhood moved forcefully. He felt a tremor shake her as her virginal membrane gave way to his unyielding penetration. He comforted her with his lips while pressing deeper. Velvety warmth swamped him, squeezing him so pleasurably, tugging him into a vortex of wet heat until he buried himself in paradise...
Maggie reeled at White Wolf's vigorous thrust. She felt the solid heat of him splitting her apart and filling her exquisitely. Her soft sobs were melted by his kisses. Even the pain made her feel somehow connected with him. The discomfort soon faded, and she was swept away by the wondrous sensations of having him inside her, the searing heat, the explosive pressure that made her insides taut and throbbing.
Just when she was certain she could feel nothing more intense, more dazzling, he withdrew from her and surged deep again, wrenching a groan from her. She whimpered at the exquisite sensation and dug her fingers into his buttocks, pulling him into herself, wanting to feel him in her very core. Then he was thrusting powerfully, again and again, drowning her with more devastating kisses...
White Wolf fought to contain his wildly escalating desires. But after having wanted Prairie Star for what seemed an eternity, his thirst for her was uncontrollable. She was so perfect for him, her tiny vessel a hot, sweet vise about him, her mouth so trusting on his. As much as he wanted to make their passion last, he found himself devouring her, hurled toward a blinding orgasm. He plunged convulsively, coming to rest inside her..."
Comanche -- Fabio
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"She tasted of sweetness and woman. Smelled of those flowers and girl scents from when he walked in his house."
Rough Ride -- Keri Ford
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"He leans his head back and groans softly at the ceiling while his hips buck to meet my bounce, pushing against my inner walls until they crumble.
'Oh, fuck -- Dante!' I moan for him and he holds me together while I start to unravel on his big, thick rod.
He draws his bottom lip between his teeth, biting down as he presses his thumb against my clit again. 'Come for me, Lucy..." he whispers on his breath. He wags his knuckle, flicking quickly against my throbbing bud, drawing another scream from the back of my throat, and he doesn't stop until I'm moaning his name so loud I think my ears will bleed.
'Dante!'
I come on him again, forfeiting everything for him. The moisture inside becomes a deluge, raining down on his cock while he takes me with another round of upward thrusts before sliding out of me and resting the tip against my taut navel. He marks me with a quick, sudden stream of cum, shooting thick and wet across my skin. I lower myself down and take him into my mouth to appease my salivating tongue."
The Hitman's Dancer -- Tabatha Kiss
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"Her milky white skin glowed, shimmered, in the faint light. He drank in the sight of her flat belly, her full breasts tipped with small, pink buds that would taste so succulent.
As he reached out to touch her, his hand trembled, but his eyes fastened on the thatch of curls nestled and the juncture of her thighs. It was like staring at the gates of heaven."
"Gavin groaned and shot forward, wrapping his arms around her waist. If she touched him in such a manner again, he'd not last long enough to see what the inside of heaven looked like."
"Drifting closer and closer to that place just out of reach, she bit down on her lip and broke through the surface of the paradise that beckoned her."
"Gavin braced himself and, armored only in his lust and need for the woman beneath him, broke through those gates of heaven and sought desperately for the redemption he could only find there."
"He felt her maidenhead straining against him. He stilled himself, anxious to feel all of her completely, but just as anxious to cause her no unnecessary pain. Closing his eyes, he prayed for patience, but more so, he prayed for a painless, pleasurable experience for Nakkole. He nails bit into his shoulders, piercing his thoughts as a blade of grass might burst a bubble, and he focused on the need filling her eyes."
Destiny's Warrior -- Heather Waters
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"Your stature is like a palm tree,
and your breasts are like its clusters.
I say I will climb the palm tree
and lay hold of its fruit.
Oh may your breasts be like clusters of the vine,
and the scent of your breath like apples,"
Song of Solomon -- The Holy Bible
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"I slowly opened my eyes. I was surprised to see him on his knees, staring down at me with such intensity that the connection between us felt as if it were almost a tangible thing. Like if I looked hard enough I'd see the tendrils of attachment growing like vines from each of us, meeting in the middle and wrapping around each other."
Indecision -- Elisabeth Grace
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"Marcus stared at a succulent unable to blink his tears away."
The Lost Centurion -- Monica La Porta
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