Free Slow and Easy: Sensual Erotica Boxed Set by Lolita Lopez

lips like some kind of mantra. Her pussy fluttered around his
dick. She was going to come.
    “ That's it, Daphne. Come
for me. Come all over my cock.”
    Her shoulders arched up off the bed. Thighs
clenching his waist, she bucked wildly as she came. Cord marshaled
his self-control and managed not to hurtle over the precipice with
her. He thought of anything and everything but the overwhelming
desire to pound right through to his own mind-blowing orgasm.
    A beautiful pink flush blossomed on her
skin. He slowed his thrusts until he stilled completely. She was
breathtaking with her hair fanned around her face and undulating
body covered in a fine sheen of sweat. Cord shifted until he lay
over her, his weight supported on his knees and elbows. He kissed
her deeply, lovingly, and caressed her face. Slower now, he resumed
his thrusts.
    Daphne lifted her hips to meet every one.
She curled her arms around his shoulders and dragged her lips over
his jaw and along the side of his throat. He tucked his nose
against her neck and took her with long, languid strokes. Her
breaths buffeted his ear as she whispered naughty encouragements.
Their mating had shifted from something nearly feral in its
intensity to something akin to a meeting of souls.
    Cord lifted his head and gazed into her
green orbs. He'd never seen such tenderness reflected in a woman's
eyes. The passionate sincerity rocked him to the very core. He
intertwined their fingers over her head and made love to her with
all the gentleness he could manage. However sentimental or sappy it
sounded, Cord wanted Daphne always to remember this stormy night,
the first time they'd come together as lovers.
    Daphne inhaled sharply, seemingly shocked by
her climax. He followed a second later, surrendering completely to
the rhythmic clamping of her pussy around his cock. He couldn't
ever remember coming so hard. He lost the ability to breathe or
make noise and simply jerked and pulsed as his seed rocketed
through his rigid length.
     
    *
     
     
    In the aftermath of their coupling, Daphne
allowed Cord to gather her close to his chest. He'd rolled away
only briefly to deal with the condom. He seemed to crave the
intimacy of skin-to-skin contact as much as she did. She snuggled
close and breathed in his scent. His heartbeat thudded against her
ear. The two other times she'd had sex, Daphne had experienced a
nerve-wracking uncertainty. Should she stay? Should she go? What in
the world was she supposed to say?
    But not tonight. Resting in the crook of
Cord's arm felt natural and right. She didn't ever want to leave
his side.
    “ All right,
sugar?”
    Daphne pecked his cheek. “Just fine.
You?”
    “ Boneless,” he said with a
deep laugh. “I couldn't move if the house was on fire.”
    She giggled and burrowed closer. Feeling a
bit pensive, she drew her initials on his chest. She'd never been
with such an amazing specimen of masculinity. He was a man's man if
ever she'd seen one. There wasn't an inch of his body that wasn't
well-toned. Earlier, in the dying daylight, she'd noticed the pale
scars standing out against his tanned skin. His hands and arms had
been subjected to quite a bit of abuse working with his cattle and
horses. Seeing them, she'd been consumed with the urge to kiss each
and every old hurt.
    “ I'm sorry,” Cord said
thickly.
    Confused, Daphne lifted up on her elbow. She
could just make out his eyes as streaks of lightning colored the
night sky. “For?”
    “ The cold way I treated
you. It wasn't right.”
    “ No,” she agreed. “But I
think I understand.”
    “ Do you?” Cord shifted
until he loomed over her. His finger traced her jaw. “The second I
saw you I could hardly breathe but I knew it was wouldn't work.
We're from different worlds.”
    “ Not so different.” Daphne
grazed her lips over his stubbled chin. “We're about to be
family.”
    “ Kate and Derek's situation
isn't the same as ours.”
    Daphne hazarded a guess. “Because Derek is
the wealthy