Free Shades of Sexy by Wynter Daniels

talented tongue, stroked along her furls, driving her need higher and hotter. His finger dipped inside her, only a little, but she clenched around it.
    She hooked one leg over his shoulder and rocked her hips. Alex eased a thick finger deep inside her. Sucking her clit into his mouth, he led her to the precipice of release. She whimpered with need as her inner walls tightened around him.
    A white-hot explosion of bliss shook her, pulsing rhythmically through her body. Alex continued to work his finger inside her as her pleasure crested. She twisted against the wall, moaned with unabashed joy.
    She caught a glimpse of herself in the hall mirror, flushed with passion, bare-breasted with her bra collapsed to rubber band size and her black skirt bunched at her waist. And an incredibly sexy man crouched in front of her. She couldn’t decide if they looked ridiculous or completely hot. She settled on hot.
    “What are you smiling at?”
    She glanced down at him and giggled. “We make quite a spectacle in the mirror.” She gestured toward the reflection.
    Alex followed her gaze, then met her stare. “You look incredibly erotic.” He darted his tongue between her intimate lips. . “And you taste like heaven.”
    That sent another zing of desire to her core. Alex stood, but never moved his eyes from hers. He kicked off his shoes, shucked off his pants and shirt. It had been a long time since she’d seen such a firm, young male body and it stirred renewed longing. His chest and shoulders rippled with muscles beneath his dark skin and his erect cock was crimson-brown and ready for round two. Something else she’d missed in recent years—a man young enough to have more than one hard-on in a day without the use of pharmaceuticals.
    She started to shimmy out of her skirt, but he stopped her with a hand on her arm.
    “Allow me the pleasure.”
    She licked her dry lips. Alex crouched in front of her and slid his hands up her thighs. Her breath hitched when he caught the waistband of her skirt and eased it over her hips, kissing the skin he’d exposed. He lifted her feet one by one then tossed the garment across the room.
    Standing, he cupped her breasts. He bent to brush his mouth along her neck and shoulders. Reaching behind her, he unhooked her bra and slowly peeled it away. A shiver stiffened her nipples, but it had nothing to do with being cold. She grew hotter by the second.
    She’d never been completely happy with her body, but her ample curves seemed to turn Alex on, so being naked with him didn’t make her self-conscious. His gaze traveled down her body, all the way to her stilettos. He took a step closer and a shudder of anticipation rolled up her spine. She bit back a gasp as he pressed his cock against her and rasped a calloused thumb over her right nipple. With his other hand, he cupped her left breast, tugged at the point as she moaned appreciatively.
    She nipped his lower lip, slipped her tongue inside and tasted his hot need. Her juices surged anew. She squirmed against the building heat between her thighs. Moving her attention to Alex’s chest, she swirled her tongue around his nipple. A low growl rumbled in his chest.
    He snaked an arm around her waist and pulled her away from the wall, led her to the hall mirror and positioned her in front of him so she faced her reflection. Seeing his dark skin next to hers turned her on even more. With one hand, he plucked at one of her distended nipples, then the other. “Watch,” he murmured against her ear.
    His other hand skimmed her stomach, ventured lower, through the puff of brown curls between her legs. He spread her lips with his fingers, revealing her pink pussy and engorged clit. The sight of him touching her, sliding over her wet folds rocketed her desire higher.
    Alex’s cock pressed harder into her back as he drove his fingers inside her entrance. He slid them in and out and she could see how wet they were, how they glistened with her cream. She rocked and