Free Satin & Saddles by Cheyenne McCray Page B

legs and feet, her face ever so close to his erection. His big body blocked her from the spray, but droplets beaded on her face and water ran down her body from her wet hair. Hunger grew in him as he looked at her full breasts and her generous curves.
    She tossed the scrubby aside and looked up at him. With her lavender gaze focused on his, she wrapped her hand around his erection and started stroking it with her fingers. Light, butterfly strokes, enough to cause him to grind his teeth in need so great that he didn’t know if he could contain himself.
    Then she leaned closer and darted her tongue out and licked the head of his cock. He groaned and he slid his hands in her wet hair and pulled her toward him. She parted her lips, taking him deep into the warmth of her mouth.
    He couldn’t help himself. He grasped her head and moved her up and down his length. She gave a soft moan around his cock and she reached around him and dug her fingernails into the muscles of his ass.
    The feel of her scratching his skin added to his intense pleasure. He wanted to come inside her mouth, have her swallow, but he wanted to come inside her even more.
    He forced her to stop and drew his cock out of her mouth, then brought her up to stand before him. He kissed her hard, then shut off the water. They stepped out of the shower and he grabbed one of the thick towels from off the towel rod and rubbed her body with it.
    The look in her eyes was as intense as he felt as he dried her hair, her face, her shoulders, her breasts… Moving on to the rest of her. It didn’t take long to dry his own body and then he grasped her by her ass and carried her to the bed and settled her on it.
    She looked so beautiful that something caught in his throat. He loved not only how gorgeous she was, but he loved her personality, her spunk… In a short time he’d come to love everything about her.
     
    Carly reached for Dillon but he ignored her and moved to the bottom of the bed. Her belly flip-flopped as he eased between her legs and pressed her thighs wide. He hooked her legs over his shoulders and she felt his hard muscles beneath her thighs. He settled himself so that his mouth was close to her folds. She found herself holding her breath as he nuzzled her curls.
    He blew on her exposed folds, sending fissions of pleasure and need throughout her body. She couldn’t help squirming from the desire to have his mouth and tongue on her, but he held out, making her wait.
    When he finally ran his tongue along her folds, she cried out and writhed in his grip. He slid his fingers inside her and pumping them in and out of her core, his knuckles hitting her folds in a steady rhythm.
    Her thighs began to tremble so hard she couldn’t control them. It was like she was losing all control of her body.
    He licked and sucked and thrust his fingers in and out. She found herself speeding toward a climax that she couldn’t hold off if she wanted to.
    Everything exploded around her, inside her. Vibrations rocked her body and her mind reeled from the incredible orgasm. She cried out, vaguely grateful she had no close neighbors to hear her scream. She let it go with abandon, the cry somehow making her climax last longer.
    She squeezed her thighs together without realizing she was doing it and clamped his head between her legs. And then her body went limp as she came down from the high.
    He eased her legs off of his shoulders then moved off the bed and she blinked away the remnants of the mist that had fogged her mind when she climaxed. She watched him as he went to his jeans that he’d dropped on the floor. He pulled out his wallet and from it a foil package.
    He tore the package open and pulled out the condom and rolled it down his cock as he stood at the foot of the bed and watched her with his brilliant blue eyes.
    She held her arms out to him, wanting his closeness, needing to feel the weight of his body on hers.
    As she waited for him, realization came to her. This was more