Free Greeley's Spyce by Aliyah Burke

Her cries were of pleasure and disappointment.
    He kissed her breasts and moved down to her belly, his tongue dip-
    ping into her navel. He licked across her waist until her body shook from all
    the tremors coursing through it.

    Ernst passed the part of her that called to him with its spicy scent, the
    damp curls he wanted to touch and taste. He passed her core, just allowing
    his breath to touch her there. He licked down the inside of one leg to her foot
    and back up the other.
    Kacy squirmed on the bed. ―Ernst,‖ she begged.
    ―What?‖ His voice was rough with passion. He kissed her as his
    body settled beside her.
    ―I want—‖
    He ran his finger down the bridge of her nose, then caressed her lips.
    Over her chin and through the valley between her full breasts. Past her belly
    button and through the patch of wet, sable hair that was at the juncture of her
    thighs.
    His finger moved across the thick nether lips and slipped inside. Ka-
    cy came off the bed in another explosive orgasm, screaming his name to the
    room.
    Ernst slid another finger inside her tight body as he felt her juices
    covering his hand. Dear God, she is so tight around me. He just about came right
    there.
    His thumb began to rub her clit, knowing the callused skin brought
    her even more pleasure. ―That‘s it, baby,‖ he whispered. ―Just let it go.‖
    It didn‘t take long before her body was once again on the brink of an
    orgasm. Her legs clamped around his wrist to keep him in place.
    Ernst latched his mouth onto one taut nipple. Her lower body lifted
    up as he sucked it at the speed matching the thrust of his fingers. Then he

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    maneuvered his body between her legs, withdrawing his two slick fingers.
    His thumb stayed on her swollen clit.
    Slowly, he guided the head of his unyielding erection to the heat of
    her body. A small push later, and the tip was in.
    Kacy stiffened at the intrusion. Ernst moved his head up to hers so
    their mouths could meet. ―Trust me, schatzi .‖ Unhurriedly, he pushed his
    hips forward, driving himself home into her moist heat.
    ―Ernst,‖ she panted. She began to arch against him, but he shook his
    head against her neck.
    ―Wait. Just hold still.‖ Eyes closed, Ernst prayed for strength. He
    wanted to pound the hell out of the woman beneath him. Stake his claim on
    her. Make her understand that no other man would even begin to compare to
    him.

    Drops of sweat fell from his head to her skin. Kacy realized he was
    holding back his own pleasure to allow her hers. Closing her eyes, she felt his
    love flow over her.
    ―Please, Ernst,‖ Kacy said as her hands captured his face, bringing it
    back up to hers for a kiss. ―Make love to me.‖
    ―Forever,‖ he promised as his hips began to move back and forth.
    Each stroke made her shiver. As another orgasm poured over her,
    Ernst seemed to lose the thin thread of control he had.
    His thrusts grew deeper and faster. Kacy met each one with a cry of
    pleasure.
    Ernst pressed his mouth to hers, his thick tongue matched the piston-
    ing of his hips.
    Kacy‘s legs locked around his waist as he plowed deeper into her.
    Her eyes had long since rolled back into her head. Nails dug into the tender
    flesh of his shoulders as he thrust one last time and exploded deep within
    her.
    As his seed covered her womb, their souls intertwined. At that mo-
    ment, they were one—not a white man and a black woman—but one soul,
    one person, one entity.

    Exhausted, Ernst sagged to the bed, barely avoiding crushing the ex-

quisite woman beneath him. He had nothing left; she had sucked him dry.
    But in a good way. A very good way.
    The chime of his watch told him it was three in the morning. Gather-
    ing Kacy in his arms, he tucked her head under his chin and just held her.
    Ernst wanted to yell it from the top of the world, that he was in love with this
    woman; but for the moment, he could be content just to hold her.
    The same as the night in Hawaii when