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Just when she was ready to scream out in absolute sexual frustration, he latched on to one tight nipple, and the sensation that traveled through her made it all worth the wait. The buildup he’d brought her to nearly sent her over the edge of reason.
She shook in his arms as his tongue lavished her nipple while his teeth scraped the swollen bud. He feasted on her br**sts, making her head light with the pleasure, before he eased back up her throat and once again connected their mouths.
“You taste so good, Ari. I could dine on your body all night long. ”
Ari moaned into Rafe’s mouth as his tongue caressed every crevice he could find. Her throat caught when his hands moved down her sides, brushing against her still bound arms and then moved to her exposed thighs. Quivering with excitement, she opened her mouth again, trying to get the words out.
“Please, Rafe. Please take me. ”
“Say my name again,” he commanded as he sipped from her lips in reward.
“Rafe… Rafe, I need you…”
Another moan escaped as his hands slid beneath the fabric of her dress and caressed her backside before he plunged his tongue deep into her mouth, reaching her very soul.
“I’ve been picturing your ass in nothing but this sexy lace thong since the moment you stepped from my steam filled bathroom. ”
The remaining breath still in Ari’s lungs whooshed out at Rafe’s words. She struggled in his arms, trying to get free, crying out when he only shifted, moving the fabric down her arms more, making the material bind her even tighter.
“Rafe, please…”
“Yes, Ari. I love to hear you beg. I plan on making you do it a lot more. ”
“Release me from this dress!” she growled, her frustration mounting.
“Not until I’m ready to. You should already know I don’t do anything until I’m ready. I happen to like looking at you ensnared. I think I’ll leave you that way. ”
Ari’s frustration grew at Rafe’s refusal. She struggled against the binding of the tight fabric, which seemed to do nothing more than excite him further.
Rafe suddenly stood up, gripping her ass in his hands, almost making her fall backward. He set her on the table, the cold wood sending a shiver down her legs. Before she could utter a word, he pushed her back and spread her legs wide.
She felt open, vulnerable, and too exposed, but as his fingers slipped beneath the lacy fabric covering her core, her anxiety disappeared as heat stole through her.
His fingers dove inside her body, making her back arch off the table, and a cry erupt from her lips. She was ready for him and didn’t want to play any more power games.
He pulled her forward and pushed his still covered arousal against her wet and exposed opening, grinding his h*ps into her, the course material of his pants scraping against her wet flesh, making her burn.
“I should punish you for the torture you’ve been putting me through. I should bind your legs apart, and let the air stroke your heat, igniting your flames so high you feel like bursting. I shouldn’t bury myself deep inside your body and offer you relief,” he growled as his hand gripped the sides of her string thong.
“Nooo… Please take me,” she sobbed as she twisted on the table in front of him. Her body was his for the taking – there was no fight left in her.
Just when she thought he was going to leave her there in unbelievable agony, he tugged against the delicate material, ripping it from her body. Excitement filled her when she heard the telling rip of a foil packet.
“Yes, please…”
She was ready as he thrust his engorged manhood deep inside her. Light exploded behind her eyes as fire built deep inside. He pushed her legs wider apart, baring her body to his view as he pushed deep inside, over and over again.
The table shook as his body slammed against her ass as he buried himself deep within her swollen folds. He was pushing so fast – so hard – she should be in pain, but she could only feel pleasure as she reached for the edge of her abyss.
“Don’t stop, please don’t ever stop…”
“I can’t stop – not ever,” he cried out as he moved even quicker, the flesh of his legs quivering as he rocked into her. The complete haze of lust covering his eyes sent her flying over the edge of sanity. His thick staff ripped into her, his body taught and filled with desire – for her – only her. She was heady on the surge of power running through her blood.
“Oh, Ari, you feel so good. Yes, baby, grip me tight…” he cried as he slammed against her, his pelvis hitting her throbbing womanhood, causing an explosion. She shattered around him, gripping his throbbing erection tight with spasms of the strong yet swollen walls of her femininity.