Free Design for Love ((Women of Landry's Landing and The Fabrizio men) by Shelli Quinn Page B

the moistened folds into her tight tunnel.
    By the tight feel of her it was evident that it had been quite some time since she’d been intimate with a man. That particular thought made him want to smile, because that meant that even if she was in love with this Toni person she hadn’t been intimate with him or anyone else in a very long time.
    That very thought had him increasing the pace of his thrusts as he rocked and stroke into her mercilessly attempting to give her a pleasure she’d never felt with another living soul. A pleasure she would or could never find with any other man but him.
    London slid her hands from his hair to the wide planes of his muscular back scoring the flesh as she clawed at him because of the slight pain his intrusion caused her long deprived body. He tore his mouth from hers and grimaced at the discomfort of her nails digging into his back. That’s going to leave a mark. He thought to himself but didn’t care because being inside her lush valley was a sensual pleasure he felt was worth any price.
    She was gladly enduring the pain his intrusion was inflicting on her aroused body so the least he could do was endure the pain she was inflicting on his back. He may be inside of her right now, but she had already worked her way inside his heart, and he had no intention of letting her go. He’d waited way too long to get here to give her up without a fight.
    London felt tears well up in her eyes at sheer pleasure he was giving her. Not one of her many dreams even came close to the real thing. She didn’t care that the size of his well-endowed shaft made her feel as if her body was being ripped apart at the seams. She’d been intimate with a man before and her experience was limited, but she wasn’t a virgin. Although he certainly made her feel like she was, not even in her wildest dream had she imagined that he would be packing something that size?
    She hooked one of legs around the back of his and began rocking her hips in time with his as they created a smooth delightful rhythm with their bodies. Gabe slipped a hand beneath her franticly pumping hips to palm and knead her behind gently. He swiftly shifted his lips to her neck and passionately sucked the heated flesh in that area enhancing the intensity of the love making.
    London cried out piercing the quiet that surrounded them as waves of ecstasy enveloped them both. Each time she cried out it took him to a whole other level of satisfaction as he listened to her moans of delight.
    Making love to her was rocking the very foundation of his existence, and he was enjoying every second of it. There was no way he ever let her go now. Gabe had never been addicted to anything in his entire life, but London had quickly become his drug. He was certain he’d need his daily fix of her making love anyway she wanted it.
    London was so far gone, she didn’t think she could find her way back with a map. He was turning her out, and she couldn’t get enough of him. If she thought, she was in love with him before, then she was certain of it now. All she knew was that she had no intention of give him up now that she’d had a taste of his love making.
    It didn’t matter if trouble found her. She'd face her past head on the way she’d been taught to do. After all she was a Landry woman and Landry women didn’t know the meaning of the word quit or surrender or beaten for that matter. And a Landry woman sure as hell didn’t tap out for anybody. They didn’t give up or let go of anything that belonged to them and whether Gabe liked it or not he belonged to her now.
    The ear-piercing scream that left her kiss swollen lips indicated that her release was as powerful as a tsunami descending upon a helpless island. The force of which almost suffocated her in a mind blowing orgasmic ocean of gratification. The sensations coursing through her made her feel, as if she was floating on a cloud of pure joy.
    Damn he was good. Her bones felt liquefied beneath her skin,