wondered? Her hands moved to
his jeans as she quickly undid them and shoved them, along with his
boxers, down his legs. He quickly stepped out of them, grabbed
something from his pocket, and threw them to the side without
releasing his hold on her. She heard the rip of the package. A few
seconds later, he grabbed her leg and lifted.
She
felt his hard cock at her entrance and couldn't wait to have him
inside of her. Her body moved without her mind telling it to. She
rubbed her pussy against his tip and had him moaning into her mouth.
Her leg was wrapped around his waist as he plunged in her. She gasped
for air, as he filled her completely. The way her clit moved against
his skin had tiny fireworks firing off inside of her. She had never
felt anything like it in her life. Cliff reached around, grabbed
under her ass, and lifted. She wrapped her other leg around him and
smiled. He continued to thrust into her over and over. Each time
lifting her and dropping her onto him. Her back brushed against the
cold door every time, and she knew it wouldn't be long before she was
spiraling into another amazing orgasm. She pulled away from his kiss
to catch her breath. The deep look in his eyes only turned her on
more. When he held her hips tight and slammed into her, she heard a
growl come from deep in his chest. Her head fell back against the
door, and her eyes closed. He leaned in and took her nipple into his
mouth, grazing it with his teeth.
"Fuck,"
she cried out. "Oh, Cliff, please."
He
continued his hold on her hips and thrust into her, as she moved up
and down his cock. Just when she was right on the edge and ready to
come, he sucked her nipple hard and she flew right over the edge.
"Cliff,
oh," she yelled. "Don't stop. So Good."
When
her orgasm ripped through her, she felt like she was being torn in
two. Everything went black, and she couldn't hear or see a thing. Her
heart beat hard in her chest. She felt her pussy tighten around his
dick over and over. It seemed like it was going to go on forever.
"Shit,"
he groaned. "You have no idea how good it feels when you come on
my cock. Hang on tight."
She
held onto his shoulders and lifted herself up before letting her body
slam down on him. He held her hips tighter and pumped into her fast
and so deep as he came hard. She loved the pulsing of his cock as he
came.
Her
body collapsed down against his, as her arms wrapped around his neck.
"Bedroom?"
he asked.
She
directed him down the hallway.
"It's
small," she whispered.
"Don't
make comments like that while I'm carrying you naked after having
just been inside of you," he said. "It's not good for the
ego."
She
couldn't stop the laughter that bubbled inside of her.
"Oh,
not that," she said. "It's absolutely perfect. My bedroom
is small. I just don't want you to not want to come here."
He
laughed as he rounded the corner, turned on her light, and dropped
her onto the bed.
"Oh,
I want to come here," he said with a wink. "The size of
your bedroom has nothing to do with that. It's nice to see you
thinking about me coming back."
She
looked up at him with a huge smile on her face, as she patted the bed
next to her.
"I
like this side of you," she said.
"What
side is that?" he asked.
She
shook her head.
"Every
side," she said. "I mean it. I like your sense of humor."
She
moved the covers down, and he crawled in next to her. He pulled the
covers over them, and she rolled onto her side, put her arm over him,
and leaned her chin on his chest.
"I'm
sorry we didn't make it passed the front door," he said, as he
rubbed her shoulder.
"I'm
not," she said. "That was incredible. I've never
experienced anything like that in my life."
He
moved his head so he could see her face better.
"What
do you mean?" he asked.
She
looked down at his chest, but he lifted her chin so he could see her
eyes.
"I
thought everything was good all those years. I thought we were
perfect. I've realized this last week how wrong I was. It makes me so
mad at
Larry Collins, Dominique Lapierre