Free Lift Me Higher by Kim Shaw

that escaped him as he breathed caused a pleasurable shiver to run through Torie and she grabbed the back of his head, arching her body into him. Her desire to be tasted was the only thing she could focus on and Monte had what she needed in answer to that.
    Monte nuzzled her with his nose, kissed her pert point gently at first. He introduced a hot tongue, bathing the outer lips with a tender stroke while squeezing her rear firmly. Torie’s moans grew deeper, her gasps losing all delicacy as they escaped her throat. The sensuous music she made spurred Monte on and he dove in with a passion that surprised even him. While he sucked her tight bud he used two fingers to stir her inside, his tongue and fingers meeting and separating in a delicious rhythm.
    “Ooh, right…right there,” she breathed.
    “There? Is this what you want, baby?” Monte asked.
    “Mmm-hmm, yes…Monte!”
    Torie’s legs began to shake, threatening to give out beneath her. Reluctant to stop but determined not to let anything interfere with his efforts to please her until she begged for him to stop, Monte rose, scooping Torie off her feet and into his arms. He carried her into the bedroom and spread her scorching body onto cool cotton sheets. Torie watched as Monte removed his clothing slowly. Despite the eager anticipation on both parts, neither of them wanted to rush the experience. Joining their bodies was but a symbolic representation of how their souls had already been linked, and Monte aimed to show Torie just how much she had come to mean to him.
    When Monte tossed a twelve-pack of condoms on the bed next to Torie, she laughed out loud.
    “Humph, you don’t think you’re going to last that long, do you?” she said as she reached up for him.
    Torie closed her fingers around Monte’s neck, pulling hisface down to hers. She tasted herself on his lips, smelled her scent mingling with his and wanted to scream with pleasure. His first touch, as he glided his hands up the length of her thighs, sent a shiver through Torie’s body. Torie reached between them, seeking and finding proof of his desire. She massaged him slowly, her hand moving up and down his rod with agility.
    “I want to take you in my mouth,” she breathed heavily.
    “No,” Monte refused her, knowing that he would not be able to hold out for more than a few seconds of being loved by her beautiful lips and tongue. “I’m still hungry,” he said.
    Monte slid farther down on the bed, positioning his face between Torie’s toned thighs. From this vantage point, her vulnerable exposure to him was tormenting and provocative. His tongue found home again and, this time, she was free to thrash and thrust as much as she wanted to on the safety of the mattress. Monte became a man on a mission, his one-track mind focused on loving her body with all he had inside of him.
    “Monte,” Torie breathed heavily. “Please…oh, Monte, please stop,” she cried out.
    It was the cue he was waiting for. She pulled at him, grasping his shoulders, her nails digging into his flesh. She wanted more and he had so much more to give her. He moved on top of her, his mouth finding hers again. He settled in between her legs, which were parted to receive him. The wetness that greeted his hardness was a mixture of her moisture and his saliva, and it was a very warm and wonderful welcome. He moved against her, careful not to penetrate as he wanted to savor every moment for as long as possible. Torie pressed herself up against him, crying out at the luscious sensations that rippled through her body as their sexes made contact, while Monte bit his tongue to stop his own cries of pleasure.
    Their foreplay carried on for what seemed like ages and until finally neither Monte nor Torie could wait another moment for completion. Monte quickly tore into a condom package and slid it onto his throbbing pole. Separated by nothing but a thin piece of latex, Monte penetrated Torie and, together, they rode wave after wave