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She wanted… she glanced over to him, the man who cooked her food just yesterday. Health food. She told him she was a bad influence and he said he didn’t eat this way everyday. She watched him bite into his own biscuit, seeing his jaw work, the strong line. She remembers the kid photos in the book, and the man he had grown into.
She looked down as he shifted his leg, bringing one knee up. Muscles. Tan skin. Fine coating of hair. She put her biscuit down, moving it to the little table to the side of the bed. He watched and smiled as she turned to him. Her hand moved to his calf, stroke it. “Your body is so firm. I do appreciate all the work you put into it.” He put his own biscuit aside as she ran her fingers under his knee, upward to trace his knee cap. “Show me.” She looked up at him- a dare? She kept the sheet tight to her chest, keeping herself covered.
But she let her hand travel along his shin, loving the feel of his soft hair, the muscles, warm skin. She lost herself in his body, letting her fingers, her palm takes the tour she had been wanting since she first saw him nude. She shifted, going up on her knees, the sheet slipping unaware to show one breast as her one hand traveled to his ankle. He moved away, stood beside the bed, undressed. She didn’t look at his face but kept her eyes on his body. Black curly hair held his semi hard cock nested, and she wanted to run her hands thru the hair to see if it was as soft as the rest of his body hair.
She watched as he laid back down on the bed, putting his arms behind his head, crossing them under his neck. She lowered her head, thinking she couldn’t do this… but then he wiggled his toes on one foot, the one closest to her. She smiled, reached down and tickled the bottom of his foot. He laughed, and she looked up at him with a smile. Then she let her hand move along his foot, thinking of his touch last night on her own feet. She rub his arch, clamping a little to put pressure and he gave a soft sigh. She leaned downward, kissing the top of his foot. Clean, hot skin. She licked the ankle and moved her hand and mouth to give the other foot the same treatment. Her lips traveled up the leg, licking, kissing. Her palm rub, stroke even as her nails ran along his skin. The back of his knees got licks, and she enjoyed the heat he kept there. She drop the sheet when she moved between his legs, still on her knees.
She watched as he open his knees, spreading his legs to give her room. She moved to lay down, letting her lips travel on top of his thighs. Muscles bunched under her tongue as she licked, her teeth biting. He gave a soft groan but she was lost to her need, desire to touch and taste the male body of her lover. She racked her nails on the outside of his thigh as she buried her face into that soft black hair. His hard cock stood at attention, and she licked it, enjoying the musky scent he put off here, the salty taste. Her hands grip his hips, strong and hard, the flat stomach as she let her tongue clean his cock, the heavy sacks underneath getting attention as she cleaned, the sucked them in her mouth. “Susan..” He pulled her up by her hair, pulled her to the side as he palmed his cock, the white seed spilling a little out of the top. She laid over his thigh, watching as he used the liquid to lube up, his hand stroking fast… and he squirted cum. She watched it, never seen a man cum before but once when he forgot the cover, pulling out before he came.
But this… she reached over, took a finger into the cum that sprayed his thighs, licking it. Salty, creamy , thick. “God Susan.” He laid back, weak. She looked up at him, thinking she had done something wrong but his eyes told her different. She smiled, a woman who knew she pleased her lover. She moved back to his hips, her tongue covering his belly button as she lap at it. Hard, the muscles felt clearly, the scent of his cum. His hand tug into her hair, her soft long locks rubbing his chest as she gave his lower belly a treatment of her lips, her tongue, her nails. She moved her hands underneath him and cup his ass, hard solid. He lifted his hips in a thrust and she felt her own body’s cream dripping out between her legs.
She moved her lips upward, counting his ribs, using her tongue to mark the defined lines. She rub her face in the soft hair of his chest, felling like an animal marking him as her own. She tried to bite him in the stomach but it was too hard, so she let her teeth run along his body. He shifted his legs, tighten around her own bent legs. She moved upward, her hands moving to hold her body up off him as she let her lips travel onto his upper chest. Muscles tighten under her tongue, licking him like a cat with cream. She bite at his shoulder, turning her face to kiss him deeply. “You are so tight, so hard.” She said, and he took one hand by her wrist, moving it downward. She bite his lip as he put her hand on his hard cock.
She pulled her hand away and he let her, biting her own bottom lip back. She moved her head down to his neck, he turned his face to give her room as she licked him on the edge of his ear, giving it kisses, bites, licks. Down his strong neck, over his shoulder and down his arm. She bite at his skin, sniffing his underarm and notice he was holding onto the sheet with the arm she was touching, the other in her hair, his eyes watching her. She stop at his wrist, feeling his pulse beating faster then normal. She rose and going to the other hand, starting at the wrist. “Susan” he said in a whisper, throwing his head back, and she started on that arm. Giving it the same treatment she moved upward and ended at his ear.
She moved her lips to the front of his neck, tongue on is neck as he took a deep breath. Her teeth bite his chin, and he grab her by the back of her neck, holding her as he kissed her deeply. Then she was flipped onto her belly. She saw him reaching for a condom as she pulled her hair out of her face. Then his strong hands on her hips, his knee pushing between her legs. She open her legs, giving a shocking gasp as he pulled her up with his hands on her hips, filling her… “OH!” he stretched her tight opening, pushing. No man had ever taken her like this, like a animal in the field. She pushed her ass up backward, out of instinct more than knowledge. He grunted, giving into his own animal, pushing with one last good hard thrust and filled her. She moaned, dropping her head as he took her hard, his balls slapping into her wetness. She was the one gripping the sheet now, as he pulled her hair back by a hand full of her hair, his rough breathing above her. She screamed out, her body clamping down on his cock. A slap to her ass had her eyes popping open wide, stun. He kept thrusting, and she knew he hadn’t come yet. God… he shoved hard enough she moved on the bed, but his hand in her hair held her, one hand wrap around her waist as he used all those muscles she had kissed, licked, scratch with her nails, sucked into her mouth… all of them came to bare as she took his pounding. She closed her eyes, her body weak, her breast swaying with each hard thrust.
He grunted as his hand moved out of her hair and onto her hip, thrusting deeply, pushing and holding as he climaxed. She took deep breaths in her open mouth, stun at the strength of the sex. Then he landed on her, pushing her underneath him, done. She laid, her head turned to the side as she tried to fill her lungs with air with his weight pushing her down. He rolled off her, laying beside her, eyes closed, one arm over his forehead. “God Susan.” She gave a soft mubble of agreement. That was the best sex she had ever had, hands down. “I never … not like that.” She told him, he turned his head to look at her. “You never been taken in that position?” She finally caught her breath, but she loved the feeling of her body, warm, relaxed, melted on the bed. “No.” He smiled, happy.
Then he moved, and she couldn’t even think how he could have done that. She heard the bathroom door closing, closing her eyes. Her body felt like hot wax, no bones in her body. Lordy but the man could make a woman pass out taking her like that. She heard the door and felt the bed moving a little, a kiss to her bare shoulder. He laid beside her and she felt his fingers running up and down her bare back, touching her. “Your body is so tone.” She open her eyes slowly and he was on his side, facing her. She felt the hand travel to her lower back, stroking the center of her lower back. Then his hand travel down to stroke her buttocks. He cup her, squeezed and she gave a soft sound. He looked back to her, his eyes meeting her own. “Are you hurt?” “No.” She said, her body seemed to respond to his touch even after what he had done just a few minutes ago. He stroke her buttocks, leaning over to bite at her shoulder. She felt his hip at the arm laying at her side, the semi hard cock at her hip.
He took her lips, kissing her. Tongues mated, rub together, he stroke… she turned toward him and he pulled her to him, face to face as her arms went under his neck and around his waist. He bent his head and she threw her head back as he took her nipple into his mouth, sucking, biting her hard nipple as he pulled her back out of her mouth. “Susan your body is so sexy. I always wanted you.” She gave him her lips again, he rolled till she laid on him. “Ride me Susan. I want to see your body as you take me inside you.” She sat up, and while she moved to straddle him he reached for a condom. She watched him roll it on his hard cock as she pulled her hair over one shoulder.
She took his hand to help her balance, and she looked down to watch him, his eyes on the same spot as they joined. She arched her back as he filled her. “You are so tight, even after I took you.” She rolled her hips and let him settle inside. She drop his hand and moved her hands to his chest, that soft hair on silky skin over hard muscles. She needed to move, had to give her body what it wanted, needed. She started slow, lifting with her hips. She leaned forward, moving up and down on his cock as she kissed him. Then her lips moved along his jaw, his neck as she slide him in and out of her wetness. He moved and sat up, making her straighten. His arms wrap around her waist, holding her as they kissed, his thrust upward with his hips.
She gasp as he pounded into her, deep, as deep as a man has ever been. As deep as a man could go. “Trent” she panted, her body heating. He kissed her deeply, his tongue lapping at her mouth. She took over, needing strokes. He let his hold on her loosen as she used her thighs to lift up and down. His hands traveled over her calf, her thighs, her hip. “God you could drain a man dry.” She drops her head, kissing him, biting his lip as she moaned as a climax took her. She arched her back, threw her head back as her long hair feel to stroke his hands that he wrap around her waist, taking the control back with deep thrusting. She bite her lip, and he licked the hot skin between her breast, tasting her.
She open her eyes wide, looking down as he moved a hand between them. “OH!” she dug her nails into his skin at his shoulders as he stroke her, looking into her eyes, watching her. “AHHH!” his fingers were coated with creamy cum, the scent… “Trent.” She gasp, as he ran his finger nail over her nub, then moved to stroke her folds. She kissed him, dropping her head on his shoulder, her breath coming in pants as he worked her to the edge, several deep thrust upward making her coat him, cling to him as she wet his fingers with fresh cum.
His hands moved to puller her knees, bringing her legs around his hips. He took over, lifting her up and down on the hard cock that was demanding it’s own release. Susan nails racked his back, digging in as she held on. His hands bruised her skin as he took from her what his body needed to reach it’s pleasure. She felt his body tighten, his small hiss, then she felt the explosion between her legs. She went limp in his hands, done. He rolled, leaving her to drop on her back as he moved off the bed.
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“Now, can I get you into bed without worrying about a knife sliding into my ribs?” She smiled and took her hands into the hair he had messed up with his hands. “Yes. I left them in my bag.” She was picked up with hands on her ass, and he turned to the bed, landing them on it as he fell into it. She gave a small laugh as he did, the worry lifted.
His lips landed on neck, small bites. She closed her eyes and enjoyed the feel of him on top of her. She ran her hands along the shirt, tight on his shoulders, his arms as she ran her hands along his upper arms. “I like this shirt, how it hugs you tight.” His lips ran to her ear, his voice a deep hot turn on. “I like the warrior outfit. The knifes, the whip…” A bite to her ear, she thrust up with her hips to let him know what she needed. His hand travel down her body, over her nipple that was hard under the nice sweater that belong to Susan. “God I have wanted this for so long.” She didn’t hear this, her body twisting under his hand as she thrust up her chest, pushing it into his hand. “Trent.” A need.
His hand travel downward to unbutton and unzip the pants, sliding his hand inside her panties. She came off the bed as her body bowed, her breathing coming in harsh gasp as he made her cum hard enough she saw stars. “OHH!” He removed his hand, taking it to his lips, sucking the fingers and she reached up and bite his wrist, his action making the inner killer in her hotter then hell. He stood, pulling the shirt out of the waist band of his dress pants, unbuttoning it. She sat up and pulled off the sweater, her bare breast centered with hard nipples. He drops the shirt, unbuckled the belt, and she watched, kicking off the dress heels she wore. His tone thighs, covered in a thin cover of dark hair. His hard cock pushing against the black boxers he wore.
As he bent to remove his pants, shoes, socks she unbutton and unzip the black dress pants of Susan’s. She missed her own style, her own clothing but the mayor was looking at her to be part of the team. She worked the pants down as he walked around the bed to the nightstand, opening it to pull out a foil pack. She watched him remove his boxers as she lifted her hips, pulling down the pants, kicking them off. He rolled on the condom, and moved as she sat up, walking on her knees to him wearing the black lace panties that Susan favored.
He plowed his hand into her hair, holding her still as he kissed her deeply. She played with his tongue as she let her own hand cup his cock. Heat, even thru the latex. Musky. She felt his flat hand on her hip, moving toward the front… she broke the kiss off as he pushed his hand down into her wet panties, his fingers working… She moaned, her own hand tighten on his cock as his lips moved to her ear. “I want to sink inside you.” A lick along her ear. “I want to take you, hard.” She had to close her eyes as his fingers stroke her, his teeth bite at her ear lobe. “Yes…yes Trent.”
She was pushed down on the bed, the black lace tearing with a firm pull. She climaxed, wetting herself, burning at the movement. No man had ever wanted her this badly, needed her. He grab her knees, pulling her to him. She grab at his bedding as he held her knees to his hips, the tip of his cock probing her. Coating in her wetness, the heat… “TRENT!” She couldn’t wait any longer. She reached between her legs and used her hips to.. “AHHH!” he filled her, stretching her, as her nails clung to the blanket. He thrust deep, and she took his impressive size with pressure building. His hands held her still, pulling her to him as he thrust again, hitting her with all of his size. She threw her head back as she felt the pressure pop, the juices giving him the wetness as he started to pull out, pushing in with firm strong moves.
She couldn’t catch her breath, her teeth biting on her lip, and she took all that he gave. He watched her breast move up and down as his fingers bite into the back of her knees as he held her to him. Her thighs tighten around his hips as he felt her tighten, unbelievable tighten… he let out a low grow, fighting his body to keep from cuming as he watched her cup her breast, the hard pink nipples between her fingers. “God.” He couldn’t stop his body if he had wanted to, which he didn’t.
He drop her knees, leaving them to hit the floor hard as he laid on her, arms out to hold his weight off her. He wanted the freedom to move his hips, to thrust, to pound. She panted under him, her arms moving up to wrap his waist, her nails digging into his back. “Trent… yes.” Her nails made marks, half moons on his ass as he thrust hard enough to make the bed shake under her. His grunt came at the same time his seed filled the latex. He fell on her, body heat double once they touched. His lips turning up in pleasure as her lips kissed his chest, licked his skin. “That was…” “Fantastic.” She finished for him.
He moved, kissing her softly, rolling off her and up off the bed. She laid, half on the bed still, rubbing her flat stomach as she watched him walk toward the bathroom. She sat up once he had closed the door, not able to stand on her legs. She pushed the blanket down, rolled over, moving to lay in the bed. Her head hit the pillow as she covered herself with the sheet, the blanket she used to ground herself just a few minutes ago. He came to her, pulled her back to his chest, arm around her waist. “Take it you will be staying tonight?” he asked, kissing her shoulder. She closed her eyes, yawning. “If you don’t mind.” “Just lock the door when you leave.” She slept, waking up when he moved, turning to sit against the headboard. The light of the TV coming on. Then the sound of the alarm. Water running. She open her eyes enough to watch him strap the gun belt on his slim waist, the cop uniform in place.
A kiss that turned into two or three, him pulling away as she tried to tug him back to the bed, her hand pulling on his hair to try and hold him. “Mmmm… l have work.” She smiled, watching him pulling his long bangs back, tucking it behind his ear. He picked up his hat, leaving her in his bed, a look of a woman who wanted him with her his last image.