Page 88 of Patio Lanterns

Fire smouldered in her eyes as she bit down her lip. Uh oh. He knew that look.

She placed her hands on his shoulders and, propping one knee on the mattress, pounced on him like a tigress in heat. She shoved him backwards onto the bed and climbed on top, sitting astride his hips.

“You are a bad, bad girl,” he said, swatting her ass with an open hand.

She looked down at him with a sultry smile, grinding on his erection to both of their delight. “Oh, you love it, and you know it.”

That he did. In fact, he took great delight in watching her boobs sway, and he lightly pinched her nipples as she quickly unbuttoned his shirt. He let her have her way, but as soon as she got him out of his shirt and set to work on unzipping his jeans, he had to wrestle back control. He grasped her by the wrists for the second time. “No,” he told her firmly. “Not yet.”

He rolled her over, and she landed on her back with a frustrated grunt. Now it was her turn to be pinned down.

Hair splayed wildly on the pillow behind her, she demurely batted her lashes and sweetly smiled. “Whatever you’re planning to do to me, lover boy, you better fucking do it, because I need your cock, and I need it in me now.”

He groaned, covering that dirty-talking mouth of hers with his, plunging them back into the depths of an all-consuming kiss that rendered her speechless and knocked him senseless. Hooking his thumbs into the sides of her panties, he worked them off her hips, over her thighs, and down her ankles, until finally, finally, he had her exactly as he wanted her. Sprawled out on his bed, completely naked and offered up for the taking.

She lifted her arms over her head in surrender as he slid lower on the bed. Settling between her parted thighs, he swirled his tongue around her belly button, kissing his way over her belly and down to the mound of her tantalizing pussy, dewy and fragrant with the heady scent of her heated arousal. Unable to wait, his eager tongue darted inside for a taste, and she gasped, bucking her hips, seeking more. His cock twitched in response to her eagerness, growing so fucking hard it was painful, and he rocked himself against the mattress to appease the greedy bastard while fighting the urge to come in his jeans.

He focused instead on feathering kisses on her most delicate flesh. Teasing her with strokes of his tongue, he traced up and down her seam before spreading her open and sinking two fingers inside. She moaned and writhed her fevered approval, and in no time demanded more. He pumped a third digit into her ravenous pussy as he suckled her clit.

Her tense body grew taut as her moans gave way to whimpers. He opened his eyes to see her fisting a pillow with one hand and pinching a nipple with the other. She was so hot, and so close. Nothing compared to the sheer fulfillment of lavishing pleasure upon this woman, and if one thing was for certain, he would never get enough of the taste and feel of her under his tongue.

He slowed the pace of his frenzied fingers, sliding them deliberately in and out of her wetness. His undulating tongue rolled counter to her rhythm, pressing more firmly against her ripened clit. As her breathy moans once again reached a crescendo, he replaced his slippery fingers with the thrust of his tongue, urging her to ride his face.

Her thighs clamped around his head. “Fuck!” she howled. She came hard, writhing as he drew out an intense series of spasms from her one after another, releasing a torrent of desire as she moaned a hot streak of obscenities.

While she was still coming down from her high, mewling helplessly, he crawled over her luscious body.

“My God, what have you done to me?” She lamented, her chest still rising and falling as a smile played at her lips.

He rolled off the bed to shed his jeans and underwear. “I could ask you the same thing,” he said, taking his stiff cock in hand and priming it with a few strokes as she lay captivated.

“Oh, baby,” she moaned, prying her head from the pillow, “I need me some of that.” She prowled towards him on all fours to where he stood next to the bed. With a groan, he watched as her hot, wet mouth sank down on his cock, nearly swallowing him whole as she plunged him into paradise. He gasped. Already on the cusp of release, his balls fucking aching, he still indulged in a moment of unadulterated pleasure under the spell of her voracious sucking.

Reaching for a condom on the nightstand, he made quick work of tearing it open. At the crinkling of the foil, she released him from her mouth and gave him room to roll it down the length of his sturdy cock. “How do you want me?” she panted, looking up at him with eyes that said she was up for anything.

He licked his lips, salivating over the endless possibilities, positions, and places he wanted to take her. As he pondered, she made up her mind for them both. Still on all fours, she turned around, spread her hands out in front of her and tipped the business end of her luscious ass in his direction.

Well, who was he to argue? It was Robin’s world, and he was just the lucky son of a bitch who got to do her doggie-style in it.

He lined himself up behind her, and the moment his cock made contact with the steam heat of her slick entrance, his eyes nearly rolled back in his head. He flexed his hips, easing inside her, slowly, savouring the sensation of her silky pussy as it gripped him inch by mind-blowing inch.

Impatient, she pushed back against him, her body insisting he slide in faster and deeper, filling her completely at once. A feral growl passed through him. Fuck, she felt amazing. He rocked higher, harder, his hips rolling forward as he thrust into her again and again. A sheen of sweat glazed both their bodies as they moved together. He’d never had it so good. Hell, no man’s ever had it this good.

“Faster, baby,” she urged, her voice thick with desire. “Come for me.”

He gave it to her with everything he had in him, again and again, pulling back and plunging in deeper as she cried out for more. His heart hammered in his chest as he pumped, his heavy cock growing thicker, taut balls pulling tighter. She arched back, her pussy clenching around him, and a split second later, the damn broke. With a flash of blinding white light behind his eyes and a roar of thunder in his ears, he came, throbbing hard, hard, oh good God so fucking hard.

After shedding the condom, he flopped down next to her in a spent, sweaty, panting heap, trying to catch his breath and ease back from the brink of delirium. He turned his head towards her, mainly because his neck was the only part of his body he was still capable of moving.

She was now lying on her back too, her eyes closed, her skin glistening with sweat. God, she really was something.

“You sure we’ve only known each other a few days?” she asked dreamily. “Because I’m pretty sure we went from the new sexual partner discovery phase to reaching expert level in record time.”

He laughed. “It might have had something to do with the pent-up frustration and energy we needed to get out, but I’ve gotta agree, we’re pretty great together.”

“And not just in bed.” She rolled towards him and placed her hand on his chest. He held it in place so she could feel what was inside of him, his full heart beating strong because of how much she’d given to him.

“I wish I could stay here with you forever,” she said softly.

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