Free Color Her Red by Crystal Shaw Page B

lips, then back up my neck, finally meeting my wanting lips.  His hand on my back gently moves to my waist, making me wriggle under him. 
    My lips part as his kisses comfort my neck and move lower.  I feel heated, wanting his touch, wanting him to love me.  His hands go to my hips.  His fingers curl around the soft fabric of my thong.  I tilt my hips up, giving him the permission that he wants.  He slips them down moving them past my knees, slowly sending an intense sensation down my body as his fingers caress my skin.   He kisses my breasts, my nipples, moving from side to side, down to my navel as he removes my thong completely.  He stays below my waist, as I close my eyes and enjoy his tender kisses.  He brushes his nose against my clitoris making me moan a soft sweet gasp.  A rush of warmth surges through my body.  I arch my back in response to his tongue on my wetness, my fingers carelessly comb through his hair. 
    “I need you inside me,” I whisper.  He kisses me, down there, and looks up at me with his longing eyes.  I hear him remove his bottoms and I squirm, I don’t want to wait any longer.  In a swift move he pulls my hips up to him, with his hands on my lower back, and he enters me, slowly, achingly slowly.  He kisses my collarbone as he gradually moves out and then in over and over.  I push my hips to meet his, wrapping my legs around his waist.  His lips meet mine and I feel his hot tongue in my mouth.
    He pushes quickly deep inside me making me throw my head back and moan. 
    “Uh!  Thomas.”  The gentleness is replaced with force, sweet lustful force.
    He looks at me, staring into my eyes, he thrusts deep again and pushes me back against the wall.  My hands reach up grabbing the headboard and he pins them there, holding my wrists in one of his hands.  He leans down and kisses my nipples, biting down and pulling them gently, making them hard.  He moves his body faster, making me moan louder.
    “When you didn’t answer today,” his voice is low and sexy as he moves out of me slowing his pace, “it made me very mad.”  He pushes all of himself into me sending a wave of ecstasy through my body.
    I struggle to look into his eyes, surprised and entrapped in his gaze.  He slams in deep again, forcing me to lean my head back and bite my lip.  I muffle my moan.
    “You know I don’t like to worry.”  It’s an overwhelming sense of pleasure, so hard to concentrate on what he is saying.  “I don’t want you to ignore me again, Emma.”  Another forceful thrust and I feel like I am almost there.  “I don’t want to worry again.”  I force my eyes open to meet his and gently kiss his lips.  His face is forgiving, but his eyes are angry, the soft blue is replaced with intensity.  I feel his chest move, brushing against my breasts as he kisses my neck.
    “Tell me you won’t do it again.”  His eyes penetrate me and again he slams into me.  I love it when he fucks me like this.
    “I won’t, I promise.” I utter and kiss him hard trying to move my hands from his grasp.  I want to hold him, reassure him that I won’t do it again.
    “I want to hear you say it.”  He slams in harder and holds himself in me deep inside as he kisses my neck.
    “Oh Thomas!   I promise I’ll answer the phone.   I won’t make you worry.”
    He kisses me softly on the side of my mouth releasing my hands.  His motions pick up and I feel myself reaching for his back, burying my head in his neck.  He reaches down and rubs my clitoris in motion with his body.  God this feels so good.
    “I’ m so close,” I moan in his ear. 
    “Come, Baby, come.”  He breathes into my neck. 
    My body gives with his, trembling with a merciless wave of ecstasy.
    I take a deep breath as he gently pulls out of me; I feel sore instantly.  He takes me in his arms and gives me a loving kiss on my jaw line.  Taking his head in my hands I kiss him back sweetly. 
    “You are mine and I will love you