meetings. I never enjoyed them but here l was feeling like l was in heaven. His palm on my breast was soft as he touched
. Perhaps it was my exhaustion,or the small amount of alcohol in my system. But I knew those
blush spread across my cheeks and I wondered if he could see my resemblance to a tomato. He carried me into the bedroom where nothing but the New York City lights st
opped me onto the edge of the bed and d
s and at my response his hands moved up to the hem of my dress. In the blink
made me feel hot all over. His lips were slightly parted as his eyes roamed my body.
whispered it on a breath,
he even heard me. His dar
lled my hips and slipped my thongs down my thighs. "Ah," I gasped when I fell back on the bed and Aleksander pushed my kn
anket over my head. "Good", His tone was half snarl and half moan. Then his mouth was on me. Tasting me, licking me
in my core was growing so fast as he swirled his tongue over my bundle
blew
money I needed, but this was more. "Fuck, I can't wait any longer", He rose to his full height and my legs fell. Disappointment surprised m
, nothing but the sound of our soft panting filled the air bet
exposed. I knew I was staring, but I couldn't help it. They sculpted his body like a god . Hard muscle under perf
est. The reality of the situation was weighing me down, and I held my breath
hoped it would be the last . My eyes narrowed in on t
h. That only made butterflies to flame in my belly. When his eyes locked mine, l shivered under his gaze. Even in the darkroom I could s
and I stopped breathing when his erection pressed into me. Then he was entering me. Slow at first, but once he w
nsation of him driving inside of me made that coiling in my belly come
ng as he rolled his hips against me with each pump. It wasn't long before I had completely adjuste
pose my breasts. His breath left him in a sharp exhale as he watched them bounce in sync. Se
n me. And I .... I wanted more.
d my fingers were circling my clit as he pounded into me.
instantly made me gasp. Before l could react, his han