Free Ribbon of Steele: A Romance of Suspense by Jq Allan Page B

him with her shoulder.
     
    The end of the hallway turned sharply to the left and she could hear the faint voice of the tour guide in the distance.
     
    All of a sudden, she felt a pull on her arm. Mackenzie had opened one of the oak doors and pulled her inside. He spun her around to face him and cradled both of his strong hands around her chin. He pulled her gently towards him as he kissed her mouth. She opened her mouth slightly, allowing their tongues to meet. Moving his hands to her shoulders, he kissed her neck and the top of her chest. His kiss made her insides stir, and a heat began to radiate from deep within her. She opened her eyes as he moved one hand to her thigh and continued to kiss her neck.
     
    Oh my god, are we really going to do this here!
     
    She looked into the room. It was dimly lit and had four long oak tables in the center. It looked like a wine tasting room, but given the stacks of Dusty wine making equipment against the walls, this was probably used as a storage room.
     
    Mackenzie slid his hand up her thigh and underneath her sundress. His strong hand grabbed her small ass tightly, and she let out a small whimper. He slowly moved his hand to the front of her thigh. She could feel her growing wetness as he slowly began move his fingers on top of her underwear. Through the fabric, he massaged her in a slow circular motion. She leaned her head back as she felt the pressure of his fingers against her sensitive skin. His touch sent spasms through her legs, and she bucked her hips to the motion of his fingers.
     
    He moved his hand back to her ass, and in one single motion, picked her up. She instinctively wrapped her legs around his waist. He kissed her neck and ear with his soft lips.
     
    "I missed you," he said in a soft voice.
     
    She placed her arms around his strong shoulders, and kissed his neck. He turned around and placed her carefully on one of the long oak tables. Reaching into his pocket, he slowly drew out a long back ribbon. Lizzie instantly recognized it from their first date. She gave him a quizzical look before he straightened the ribbon between his hands and placed it over her eyes. He tied the ribbon behind her head, and kissed her deeply.
     
    She felt his hands move up each thigh and underneath her dress as he hooked this fingers around the top of her panties. She lifted her hips and he pulled them off.
     
    He pulled her slightly so her ass was at the edge of the table. The smooth wood felt warm beneath her as she leaned back and placed both of her palms flat against its surface. She felt the fabric of her sundress rise against her legs, and Mackenzie's strong hands on her hips. He let the tip of his cock push inside of her, and she felt her body respond with a new wave of moisture. He pushed deeper as he pulled her hips toward him in slow hard thrusts. She arched her back against the hard table and locked her legs around his ass. With each motion of his hips, his cock hit a spot deep inside of her that made her see stars. He grabbed her breast through the fabric of her sundress and squeezed it firmly. He pulled away a single strap of her dress to reveal her breast. He squeezed it again, this time harder than the first. She coved her mouth with her hand and let out a quick scream as her body began to tingle with the numbness of her breast.
     
    She moved her hips faster to meet his cock and could feel herself reach the edge. Her orgasm hit her so suddenly that she hardly had a moment to breathe. Knowing she was at the point of climax, he moved his hands below her hips and squeezed her ass. The pain mixed with the pleasure of an orgasm now crashing on top of her. She arched her back even more, pulling every inch of him inside of her.
     
    He placed his hands on either side of her stomach, and pulled himself deeper. She felt his thrusts become more rhythmic as his breathing grew short and shallow. He came deep inside of her as she felt his warmth. After a few moments, his thrusting