Free A Taste of Pleasure by Antoinette Page A

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    He paused to study her lying there waiting for him. Her body blending with the cream satin sheets, her hair spread like feathers on the satin.
    â€œYou are so gorgeous,” he whispered in his husky voice. “I’ve missed you so much.”
    She could hear the pain of a loveless marriage in his voice andshe ached to hold him. He would be hers tonight and in her heart for the rest of her life. She watched him undress. She watched him with her pleading eyes, and when he took the last of his clothes off, she knew he would be hers once more. His maleness was unbelievably long, thick, and ready for mounting, which would take as long as he wanted it to. He slid on the bed and knelt beside her, his feet by her head, kissing her body with his warm lips. His mustache tickled her as it made trails down her body. She moved toward him but he pulled back. She would have to wait for him, as he waited for her.
    His hands fondled her breasts, his lips kissing her neck and all the way down to her nipples, where he licked them to hardness and sucked on them till they were pointed and hard. He smiled down at her as he licked her, slowly moving lower on her body. He was almost where she wanted him to be and she squirmed and arched her back, urging him to speed up the process. He looked over at her and narrowed his eyes as he continued his way down.
    The lower he went down on her, the closer his erection came to her face. She took her tongue and touched it. He moaned and moved over on top of her so she could access it fully. She wiggled between his legs so his sex hung over her face. She slowly slid her lips over his throbbing head as his fingers slid deep into the most intimate part of her, his thumb moving over her aroused button. He rubbed it as she moaned, moving her body and trying to help him. He ran his tongue teasingly over her sex, then sucked and nibbled. She swallowed his manhood, taking him deep into her throat, pulling him toward her, in and out. He moaned and nibbled at her thighs. She pulled back and teasingly nibbled at his thighs too. Two can play at this game , she thought. She licked and sucked allaround his manhood, teasing him with her teeth, teasing his head with her tongue, then taking him deep into her throat again and again.
    He was rock hard now and the intensity was more than he could stand. He was pulsing to be inside of her. He eased around her and came up to kiss her neck again. He was ravenous now, and with such lust in his eyes that they burned all the way down to the lower part of her body. He pulled her toward him and she knew that soon she would be his again. His body pressed tightly against her and her juices flowed more than ever before, but he pulled away once more.
    He sat on the side of the bed to put on his protection. The package was not cooperating with him and he forgot it as he watched her, waiting for her to move. She was at his mercy. He smiled, knowing it was when he decided to take her, and only then would he release her from her sexual torment. Only he could do that, but she knew she had increased his anxiety a bit more this time.
    He massaged her legs as he worked his way up, opening them to see the glistening spot he had created. He knelt before her, teasing her button with his hardness, sliding it up and down. He slid inside of her just a little, then pulled away, pressing his head against her sex and watching her beg for more. Finally, he slid deep inside her. She gasped, but he didn’t move. He stared devilishly as she moved her hips, trying to satisfy herself, but he did nothing to help her. She was almost in a fit.
    â€œPlease,” she moaned. “Please, take me! Don’t make me wait! We can play more games later, but right now I need you, Deacon.”
    He smiled as he moved rhythmically inside her, slowly at first, then thrusting faster, forcing into the depths of herbody until both of them were moving together, moaning and breathless. He rolled