Free Driven by Desire by Ambrielle Kirk Page A

banquet. He dipped his tongue in and out of her, tracing the folds of her sex, and sucking on the hood of her clit.
    Minutes later, Tanya fell apart, her loins tightening as her orgasm pounded through her sending her over the cliff at a heart throbbing speed. As she came down from her orgasm he licked up and down the length of her pussy, tasting the evidence of her desire.
    Tanya brought him up, taking his lips as their hands worked his shirt over his head, followed by the shredding of the rest of his clothes from his body.
    “Your turn.” She grinned, pushing him backwards and straddling him.
    “Mmmm,” he groaned, as her pussy came in contact with his dick. He took her hips with both hands, smoothing his thumbs along her waistline. “You’re so beautiful.”
    She bent low to kiss him, sipping on his lips just the way he’d done her moments earlier. Moving lower, she traced the muscles and ridges of his chest with her tongue, tasting his manly aroma as she began her trek downward. The dark tattoos on his skin were a beautiful contrast to his skin, and she loved them all. Every one of them. They were neither to overbearing nor off putting. She knew that each one had meaning to him and a bit of the story behind it.
    He clenched his teeth and she wrapped her fingers tightly around his dick which was already fully alert and ready. She pumped, gliding her palm up and down his shaft watching as he grew even more and his balls tightened against her fists.
    She ran her tongue up and down the length of him, paying careful attention to the sensitive veins at the base. He could barely fit into her mouth and she gagged whenever he hit the back of her throat. She alternated between the hand job and sucking his cock head until his hips were rising in unison with her movement.
    “Tanya…”
    His forehead creased in deep concentration, and when their eyes met she saw the carnal need in them. He tasted sweet and spicy. Of nutmeg and sugar. Her pussy became wet as she pumped him almost to bursting.
    He pulled her to his mouth and claimed it with a kiss, then brought her legs around his waist, and lifted them both from the couch.
    It took him about four steps to reach her bed, and he laid her out on it. He produced a condom, tore the wrapper open, and handed it to her.
    Tanya obliged his silent re quest and knelt on the mattress to take him deep within her mouth as he stood at the foot of her bed. She enjoyed the sounds of his moans just as much as she enjoyed the way his body reacted to each and every stroke of her tongue.
    She lured him back first onto the bed, and rolled the condom down until it reached the base of his cock. He grabbed either side of her hips, his fingers spreading across the expanse of her belly and guided her slowly down onto him. The moans that escaped their lips as he speared her sounded like melody to her ears. Her muscles milked him involuntarily as she adjusted to his thickness once again. The last time he’d taken her was the morning before she left Ocho Rios. Since then, she’d forgotten how much he filled her to completion.
    Marcus thrust his hips upward, burying himself to the hilt. Ripe lust spiraled through her body when he tilted her forward and encouraged her to move.
    For what seemed like an eternity, she rode him, enjoying the never-ending waves of ecstasy. His gaze never fell from her face, and he watched her with avid concentration. No man had ever gazed on her with such admiration during the throes of love-making. Yet, no man had ever truly made love to her in this manner, paying attention to her body and catering to her every need. Sex had always been quick and the purpose had always been for instant gratification. It didn’t seem that way with Marcus. He sexed her with purpose, as though each time would be their last.
    Marcus lifted the top half of his body, angling them so that her c lit received direct contact. She continued to glide up and down on his rod, arching into him. Her breasts