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noises. Cole laughed at her response, and moved his other hand down between her legs. He pulled up the material of her chemise, touching her between the lips of her womanhoo d, probing with his finger. He began to slide them up and down between her soft netherlips, pausing to rub her sensitive nub on each stroke while the other hand maintained his tight hold on her nipple. She was a fiery little thing and he was determined to make the little witch's body respond, and it wasn't long before he felt a flood of her silken mois ture running over his fingers.
    He rubbed against her writhing body pressing his hard shaft into her bottom as his fingers massaged her sensitive breasts and s lid up and down in the folds of her womanhood. Jolie fought him but it just excited him further. She thrashed against him as his finger rubbed her nub over and over, frightened by the sensation she felt building between her legs. How could something so cru de feel so pleasurable? A warm tingling was seeping through her body and though it scared her, part of her didn't want him to ever stop.
    God she was beautiful Cole thought, all soft delicate curves, and silky skin. His body ached to take her, to feel her w iggling beneath him as he buried himself between her thighs. The feel and smell of her inflamed him to the brink of madness, every cry from Jolie 's lips made him want her even more. Cole turned her around to face him, placing his body between her legs. He grabbed her hips and pushed her down against his shaft. The tip strained against the material of his breeches, aching to enter her. He moved his hands to her bare bottom, squeezing and groaning. All he had to do was unfasten h is pants and she would be his.
    "Leave me alone you beast! Get your hands off me."
    Jolie arched her body back and Cole took a nipple into his mouth. He sucked greedily through the thin wet material of her shift and Jolie squirmed, causing more friction between his cock and her womanhood as warmth radiated out from her breast. His shaft tip rubbed her now throbbing nub and Jolie squeaked in terror as the odd sen sation in her loins increased.
    "You want it little one, I know you want me." Jolie shook her head but her body trembled with wave s of desire in his arms. "Your words tell me no but your body tells the truth, Jolie ." Cole hissed the words into her ear as he thrust against her. Her body quivered though she tried to stop it as the scratchy material of his breeches massaged her nub of p leasure. He moved her against him, deliberately building the heat inside her and she moaned. Cole laughed, delighted by her reaction. "Yes you do you little witch."
    Jolie cried out and bucked her hips when his hand shot down between her legs and his lips b egan to assault her mouth. He found her sensitive nub and circled it gently until he felt her body tremble. Her woman's dew flowed over his hand attesting to her body's need as he drove her to the peak of desire with his hand. She was so soft and wet, her body ready for the taking, but Cole knew he couldn't have her now. He would have to wait until her stepfather agre ed for the girl to marry him.
    He needed a suitable wife and things had to be done properly. If he were lucky he would marry the girl before t he day was through, then he would savor the delights she had to offer. The sanctity of marriage may be abhorrent, but it did have its rewards. The squirming little spitfire in his arms was proof of that. Hearing her moan, feeling her womanhood throb under his hand, knowing she was on the brink of release, he suddenly pinched her nub cruelly, denying her satisfaction, wanting her to suffer for his own aching need. Jolie threw her head back and cried out at the pain and at the loss of the delicious feelings h is fingers ha d created between her legs.
    "Tell me Jolie , are you screaming because I'm touching you, or because I stopped?" Jolie furiously shook her head in protest while the disturbing sensations flowed through her