Page 30 of Veiled Fantasies

“Is this okay?” she mumbled.

“Perfect,” he replied in a growly kind of whisper.

She stroked down then up, lingering at the soft tip and teasing the foreskin before her next long stroke. He was huge, ready and so was she. Ready and eager to get that splendid shaft to work at last.

She let out something between a cry and a whimper when he got away from her and went back to her breasts, drawing the spotlight back to her. Her core ached, screamed for fulfillment, then waited, panting. She could feel the moisture build.

“Oh…” She arched up, pressing the whole of her breast against his mouth as he suckled. If he had been doing it for her before, it was definitely for himself now. And the beautiful thing was, it drove her, too. Drove her wild and made her feel beautiful, juicy, desired.

Let go.

Her sensitive breasts must have dialed the direct hotline to her core, because she opened up completely with arms overhead, knees dropping away, drawing his body in.Come in and fill me up. Fill up the loneliness and replace it with something better. Like you.

His hand went first, fingers teasing at her entrance. Half blind, she felt for his erection and clasped it, echoing the movements he made inside her—one finger, then two. Dipping in, pulling out. Circling, instantly making her go wide. She knew he was watching her. Enjoying it?

“Yes,” she moaned, begging for more.

His weight pressed down on her just like the balanced dancer of her fantasies. His fingers explored deep inside, seeking out her power switches as if she weren’t already switched on.

He found one she didn’t know she had, and she cried out as the rest of her senses spun wildly. She wanted to stifle the cry, but when he put a second finger there and teased, she couldn’t.

“Erik!” she blurted out, writhing.

His fingers coaxed, insisted. All she could do was urge her legs further apart, desperate to intensify the pleasure. His fingers took care of the intensification, and when his teeth scraped her nipple, she exploded. Her head went back, her hips gave one last mad thrust, and her voice rang out his name.

“Erik!”

She was wet. Drenched. Boundless.

She barely noticed Erik sliding away with a whisper. She only noticed him coming back, accompanied by a rustling sound. She watched him roll the condom over his glorious length.

More? After that shock wave?

She’d never come more than once, not with any partner in the past. But as Erik rose over her and nudged her legs apart again, her body was already rising toward his, eager for more.

Chapter Ten

Erik was aching to dip inside with more than just his fingers, but went back to her nipples first to bring her back on course. They were so unbelievably hard, so full. Jill might not fill a deep bra cup, but that was secondary to this exquisite delight. His mouth there and a hand flat across her rippling abdomen was perfection. An athlete’s body perfectly lined up with his. He suckled, pulled harder, and heard her groan. He felt the same way because his cock was growling for more. Her thighs clutched his legs, guiding him in.

Endurance? No kidding.

“Yes…” she mumbled.

When he found her entrance and plunged down, she instantly enveloped him with her warmth, muscles clenching him like a fist. Like she never wanted to let go. Was that her moaning, or him? It didn’t matter. They were no longer two people, but one, moving together. He slid deep in, right to her core, and lingered for a long minute while his heart pounded madly. He fought back the urge to release, wanting longer.

More. Again.She mouthed the words.

The image of her beneath him was the thing of his dreams. He pulled back, then rushed back in and watched her face contort in pleasure.Out, in.Her perfect mouth was gripped in ecstasy and her hair flowed over the pillow the way moonlight ripples over water. He set a rhythm and gained momentum as she matched him, meeting each thrust with her hips. And that trick she pulled inside–when he went deeper, she went tighter, and followed his cock with a gradual contraction that held him silently screaming at the end of each thrust. He paused, and went back to the beginning. Ever faster and faster. Harder.

“Erik!”

The pressure built up until the dam couldn’t hold, and he came with a final, urgent push that chased away the past and delivered hope. Light flooded everything as he focused entirely on the sweet rush coursing between them, on feeling her shudders of delight.

Light. Life. Love.Erik felt them all close in around him and dropped to the bed, utterly spent. He closed his eyes, listening to Jill breathe, feeling her heart echo his own runaway beat.

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Erik awoke to faint orange light at the window and soft skin warming his side. The world was at peace. The two of them, still spooned tight, hours later.

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