Page 47 of Asmodel

Izzy had just enough time to catch a single breath before her senses exploded with each stroke he made inside her mouth. Forget wanting any kind of slow introductions between them. Desire, commanding and strong, seeped into every fiber of her being. And after one hot second, it dawned on her the lust between them wasn’t just hers.

It was mutual.

She shared his passion. What he experienced, she did. Every sight. Every scent. Every intense touch he felt, she did, too.

No telling how she knew that.

Draping her thighs over his, he grabbed her bottom and pulled her to his groin, turning the kiss into something hungry. Her sensitive nipples rubbed against the wide contours of his chest, causing her to meet his kiss with a savagery of her own. By instinct alone, she toyed with his tongue against hers, causing a white-hot pleasure she’d never imagined.

Izzy felt his hardened cock between her thighs. Sucking in a breath, she pressed closer, grinding her sex against his. The resulting reciprocal vibration made her insane with need.

“Take what you want, Bella,” he whispered, his half-lidded eyes watching her. The colors of his hazel eyes blended into something darker, something sinful. He tugged on the end of her sweater.

“This has to go,” he snarled. With a flick of his hand, the sweater and her bra disappeared. He focused on her naked chest. “These are the most beautiful things I’ve ever seen. Look how pretty your hard little nipples are.” He framed her breasts with his large hands, his thumbs stroking her puckered peaks.

With each brush he made, she garbled a strangled cry and shivered. With thumbs and fingers, he exerted just enough pressure on her tips that left her careening out of control as a pull of pressure built between her legs.

“Asmodel…” Her breathless tone cut off when he rolled his hips, making his hard length stroke her over the sensitive clit. She squeezed his outer thighs in reaction.

“Like that,alma gemela? Do you want more?” He stroked her hip to control her movements against his swollen hard-on. “Let’s see if I can make this better.” He sat up and covered one of her breasts with his lips.

All coherent thought escaped as his tongue rasped over the hard nubbin. The heat of his mouth tightened her womb with a solid hold as lightning zapped from her nipple straight to her clit. Her vagina burned as her juices spilled, dampening her panties, creating a slick surface between her delicate folds. Desperate for more, she ground herself against his masculine strength.

Izzy rode Asmodel in desperation, unable to stop moving as he went from one nipple to the next, feasting on the sensitive skin.

Steady nips, then licking over each little love bite. First, he covered the nipple, then he sucked it with a heady draw of his mouth.

Her body tightened. Soft whimpering mewls escaped her. She wanted more. She had to have more. Izzy buried her hands in his hair and held him to her as she rode him with desperate movements. The stroke of his leather-covered cock was killing her. She had to assuage the ache.

“Clothes,” she whimpered. Coherent thought was beyond her. Saying one word was hard enough.

With a swiftness that left her dizzy, Izzy found herself underneath him, cocooned by his unyielding, muscular chest.

Good gosh all mighty.His spicy man scent surrounded her, ramping up the overwhelming pleasure of being held by all that glorious naked flesh.And holy moly,the manwasnaked. All that dazzling body warmth held against every bit of her, eased an aching chill she didn’t know she carried.

Asmodel journeyed down her torso, his wide torso pushing her legs apart until he settled between her splayed thighs. His broad shoulders held them open as his head lowered.

With wide eyes, Izzy watched him kiss her exposed, hardened nub. The light kiss destroyed her. She arched her neck as the promise of total pleasure rushed through her.

Then Asmodel’s tongue slid between the narrow entrance of her sex in a slow, mind-numbing stroke. The man touched her clit and circled it before sucking it into his blazing mouth. She gasped as his hands slipped beneath her rear and lifted her close, making her sensitive intimate flesh accessible to his hungry attention. She had to touch him, to feel more of him. Grabbing his thick hair at the top of his head, she kneaded the silken strands. Instinct caused her to lift her hips, even as conflicting sensations threatened to overwhelm her.

She jumped when his fingers eased inside her, filling her with their girth as his lips and tongue played with her nubbin. Arcs of elation lashed inside her, pulling a garbled cry from her lips as he steadily stroked his fingers inside and out.

Nothing should feel this good, this strong. An inner tsunami took over, all sensations refusing to relent. Each stroke of his lips, tongue, and fingers ramped up the experience, growing in intensity. She ignored anything else.

“Please,” she whimpered. “I… you… Asmodel.” The garbled words fell as his stroking fingers coupled with the sucking heat of his lips playing with her clit. She teetered on the edge of devastating madness.

Izzy moaned, her head twisting back and forth on the soft couch cushion. She couldn’t take anymore. No way would she survive. A spontaneous, jarring rapture took hold. Unable to suck in a breath to scream, no sound came out as her body tightened before exploding in a profusion of ecstasy.

Just as the final ribbon of rapture eased, Asmodel rose between her slack thighs and pushed the broad head of his cock against the entrance where his fingers had filled her, and pushed inside.

The spasms of her slick release parted for his claim. As he burrowed in, her body stretched to accommodate his wide girth. The blazing onslaught of his occupation threw her into another rising tide of pleasure, carrying with it the last of her sanity.

Izzy gripped his shoulders as he retreated then thrust back in until he reached the end of her channel. With every move he made, her sheath stretched tighter round him, capturing him.

“Ahh… that’s it.” Asmodel groaned, nipping the side of her throat. “Take all of me.”

She jerked her hips, clamping her inner muscles around him as he burrowed deeper.

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