“No, don’t stop,” she said in a throaty whisper.
He didn’t, but he purposely slowed down to give her time to absorb him and get used to these new sensations.
As his movements became more urgent, she started to open up and respond as he’d hoped…with innocence and mounting arousal.
She hugged him tighter and raised her hips to meet his thrusts.
Sweet heaven.
He wanted to bury himself so deep inside of her.
She was tight.
Blissfully and heavenly tight.
Her head was thrown back and her eyes were closed.
She licked her lips.
And once again raised her hips to fully take him in.
He released an aching groan and no longer held back.
All caution was tossed to the wind as mindless heat and passion overcame them both, and they began to grasp at each other and move together like wild wolves who could not get enough of each other.
Fire roared through him.
He wanted to devour her.
Burn himself into her soul.
He inhaled her hot, sweet lavender scent.
He licked her breasts that were soft as cream.
Blessed saints.
What lovely breasts she had.
Ripe and full.
She brought out his savage hunger.
The air around them grew thick and damp, and the temperature soared around them as he thrust into her with growing urgency.
More fire tore through him, the flames scorching him to his core.
Tulip was moaning and crying out for him, her breaths short and ragged.
She clutched his shoulders again.
Her lush breasts molded to his chest as she drew him closer.“Alex…oh, Alex.”
She was close now.
So close.
She called his name one last time as passion overwhelmed her and she shattered in an all-consuming pleasure that rippled through her like the wild currents after a storm.
