his lips and entered his mouth to lay claim to her territory. For a long time, their lips remained fused together. He tasted each inch of her mouth, relishing the way she sighed and settled over him.
Finally, she drew away. With her hand, she brushed back his hair. Her fingers traced the length of his face, down his throat, and then on to his chest. “You drive me crazy.”
He longed to say the words, but he swallowed them and instead said, “That was nothing. I have got more where that came from.”
Her fingers skipped over his chest, down to his lean stomach, and then pressed on the spot where his cock was straining against his jeans. “I have no doubt about it.”
As he gazed into her eyes, she fiddled with the buttons of his jeans. He raised his hips and helped her slide them off. Now, his cock rose high up in the air, saluting her beauty. Her fingers clamped around it. The gentle touch made desire slam into his heart. He could feel the heat of it, the need, and the passion that careened through every fiber of his body.
He wanted to possess her.
This aching need of his to own every inch of her body was frightening. Chance was quite aware that he never felt like this about another woman, and he couldn't quite understand the hold she held over him. It wasn’t just sex, but something more.
If he named these emotions, she would run away.
Rather than reflect on his feelings, he took off her dress and then her bra so that she sat naked over him. His hands pressed and squeezed her heavy, firm breasts. The curve of them, the shape of them, enticed him. He leaned forward and took one bud in his mouth. Chance felt it swell inside her mouth while she lifted her hips and positioned herself. Her juices rubbed over his cock, as it strained to reach deep inside her depths.
He grasped her hips and brought them down so that his penis cleaved inside her. She groaned, as his cock hit something inside her. The quiver of pleasure that coursed through his veins was intense, vibrant. He inhaled, as he drew in the scent of her body. His tongue flicked over her nipple, caressing and fondling the sweet bud until it filled his mouth. His fingers dug into the warm flesh of her hips and held her captive.
His cock was still inside her, immobile but deadly.
He could smell her arousal and that made him all the more delirious with need. Red hot coils of desire lopped around his body, making him a prisoner of the insane passion that consumed every cell in his body. It felt as if he was burning. Every muscle in his body ached to find the release. Yet, he waited.
From one nipple to another, his mouth traveled and tasted, plundered and looted, until she was once more swaying on the edge of the desire that took her by storm. When she moaned over him, when her hips struggled to find release from his hands, only then did he allow her to jerk over him. She pulled herself up and then slammed down into him again. The shock of the sudden movement and the delicious pleasure that swept through his nerves made him dizzy.
Her fingers slashed over his back, and he felt the heat of the blood that seeped through the thin scratches. It added to the excitement that careened through his body. Once more, she raised her hips. Chance bent his head and glanced at his cock that slipped out of her body. It was covered in her juices. His organ had taken on a life of its own. He could feel the heat of it, the sheer need, as she slipped in and out. The agonizing waves of pleasure that skipped through him were intense, hot. His fingers tightened on his hips, as he controlled the pace at which she moved.
He couldn’t take it anymore.
Chance rose up, carrying her with him. Walking over to the table that was nestled against one wall, he settled her hips on it.
“What the hell?” she complained.
With his hands, he set her down on it and then ran his fingers up from her ankles to the back of her