Free Surprised by Love by Kate Hofman Page B

“Alessandro…”
    He
couldn’t have said how they lost their clothes, but lose them they did, and
when he felt her tightening her arms around him, her satiny skin caressing his,
he knew this was what he had wanted for a long time—Connie, naked in his arms.
    “Touch
me,” he breathed, passion rising hotter and higher in him when he felt her hand
curling partly around his penis.  He was amused at her little gasp—ah, she
had discovered there was more of him than she had expected.  
    “This
is so good…” she whispered.
    “And
about to get better,” he breathed.  
    Her
silky hair swept down his body as she brought her mouth closer to his hard,
heavy length, feeling him throbbing, pulsing against her palm.
    His
breathing became ragged when he felt her taking the head of his penis into her
mouth, licking and laving, before taking him deeper.  He felt her other
hand slip between his upper thighs—felt her soft, caressing fingers fondling
his sac—playing gently with the swollen testes. 
    Connie
glanced up at him, her tongue teasing the tip of his penis. The musky scent of
Alessandro’s passion made her want him more than her next breath.
    He
surrendered to the exquisite feelings of hot, impassioned desire she awakened
in him—realizing ruefully that he’d have to remove her hands and her hot,
hungry mouth from his testes and his penis.  He whispered, “I haven’t been
with anyone since you came into my life, tesoro. Please let go of me, or
it’ll be over too soon…”
    She
smiled up into the amazing blue of his caressing eyes, dark with need—his usual
tranquil calm gone.  She felt him holding her tight, while he fought for
some control.
    “If
you’re in a hurry, we could always take our time later?” she tempted.
    “Ah, tesoro…”  With one easy movement, he knelt between her slender
thighs, delighted to feel her open to him instantly.  Hot, overwhelming
passion tempted him to thrust quickly into her, hard and deep—but he held
back.  Plenty of time for that when he knew that she could take all of him
at once.  This first time, he would go slowly.
    Alessandro
heard Connie’s little gasp as he felt her delicate tissues stretching to take
him, then clenching tightly around him. Withdrawing almost entirely, he gave
her more of him with every thrust—more, ever more…  All thought had left
him long ago—all he could do was feel her wet, satiny heat clenching around the
throbbing, pulsing hardness of his penis—again and again. 
    His
tongue tasted the sweetness of her mouth, as his body began an exotic, savage
rhythm for her to respond to.  Ah! How she responded...
    Alessandro
had meant to go slowly—but that was before he felt her licking the honeyed
fluid from the tip of his penis, her caressing fingers stroking his sac… 
Now, it took all his considerable skill as a lover to hold back until he was
sure that the overwhelming climax he felt building would be shared between
them. 
    He
was relieved to feel tiny contractions begin deep inside her, and moments later
he crushed her more tightly to him as he quickened his tempo, thrusting faster,
harder, until he felt the familiar prickle low in his back, and he went rigid
in transcending rapture.  A cataclysmic orgasm claimed both of them, and
he felt his seed pulsing hotly into her in unending surges, as he came and
came—his body shaking as her rhythmic contractions were taking him ever deeper.
    When
he had given her everything he had to give, he stayed where he was, realizing
that never before had he surrendered to such an intense, stormy climax,
spilling all of him into all of her.
    After
a while, her little aftershocks ceased, and finally they were still. 
Connie was amazed at the power and duration of his passion.
    Some
time later, when his heartbeat and breathing had slowed, he sighed, his mouth
against her temple, “ Tesoro,  what you gave me…”  He felt
emotion close his throat.
    “What
we gave each other, caro,”