Free Vegas Moon by R. M. Sotera

covered hers again. She opened her mouth, seeking his taste, desiring the way his kiss made her feel, moaning at the softness of his tongue mingling with hers. Their tongues continued to twirl together and suddenly she realized the intimate moment weaved more than lust between them. Seconds later he was naked, and she was flat on her back with him on top of her. She wrapped her legs around his hips, rubbing against him in silent, hungry enticement. His hand moved lower as he clasped her closer.
    “Take me, candy man.” His body was so hard, so sleek, and so ready for her. She sighed deeply when he reached between her legs and stroked the soft hair. And in reciprocation she grasped his cock, rubbing him in time to the same rhythmic strokes he used on her. Once again his mouth absorbed her babbling cries.
    “I want you now, baby.”
    In a smooth motion, he flipped her over. His mouth continued to caress her neck, making her shiver with a longing desire for him to enter her. The hard length of his cock pressed against the crack of her ass until it slipped apart and then he started rubbing it against the wanton flesh.
    “I love you, baby,” he whispered in that promising tone that she’d grown to love. She was about to reply in kind, but only a gasp came out when he drove his cock into her ass. He slid both of his hands around the top of her thighs. He started pumping his cock slowly, and as her moans increased, so did the boost in the pace of his motion. Another tantalizing slow withdrawal of his cock built a sensation of heat, and when it was followed by a swift deep thrust, she felt as if her skin ignited.
    “Oh…Tristan, you feel so good inside me.”
    “It’s where I belong, baby.” His words dripped with such deep emotion and raw, unbridled passion she was almost brought to tears.
    She was no doubt sure that the extra swell of emotions catapulting through her body was matched with his. As he slid his cock slowly in and out, she gripped him with her inner muscles. His half-caught groan only reassured what she’d already discovered, that he loved when she did that, so she kept doing it, squeezing him with every muscle she had when his flesh slid out inch by magnificent inch.
    Finally she could hear, see, smell, taste, and feel him within her.
    “Don’t stop.” The growled words almost ended on the cusp of a beg.
    “Harder and faster,” she demanded.
    The power of his body was captivating in every way.
    His lips touched her ear, and then his tongue licked the side of her neck as he gently slid his cock from her ass and flipped her body until she was flat on her back.
    “You are such a beautiful woman,” he whispered as he grabbed a baby wipe from the nightstand and wiped his cock. He chuckled.
    Her gaze widened. “What’s so funny?”
    “I was just thinking about how much shit I gave you about the baby wipes. They’ve come in handy.”
    She giggled. “Never underestimate the power of baby wipes, candy man. Especially when sex is involved.”
    “I’ll keep that in mind. Now, open up nice and wide, baby. I’m coming inside.”
    She opened her legs nice and wide for him as he slid himself back into her wet center.
    Time stood perfectly still, or so it seemed. Pleasure beyond words bathed her.
    She tried to keep her eyes open, to look into the depths of his caramel-colored eyes, but the mounting pleasure building between them kept dragging them shut. Ecstasy built, drawing from the slightest movements of his body as well as those unbelievable thrusts, until her entire body shuddered from the intensity. The orgasm came quick. The relentless way he continued to pump his cock inside her only added to the pleasure moving through her body.
    A few seconds later his orgasm shook them both. For several moments afterward she couldn’t move or speak. She could only cling to him, savoring every last tremor of his climax. Finally her lids fluttered open. At some point between the onset of her orgasm and his, she’d