He skimmed the tip of his tongue down her throat and he untied her halter-top and the red dress fell away. She let her head fall back against the arm supporting her. His other hand, his clever fingers, searched out the front clasp of her bra and flicked it open. She helped him pull the stretchy red fabric out of the way.
The low, involuntary sound she made, not quite a groan, was one Shay echoed as his hand slid up over her bare breast. The slight roughness of his palm teased, the warmth inflamed. Then he began concentrating on her nipple, spiraling in toward it, brushing it, squeezing it until she was riding the delicious knife-edge of pleasure and pain. She did groan then, in surrender, in anticipation.
Anticipation was what drove Shay, as he leaned down to lick at her nipples, feeling her shudder at the sensation. He knew she could feel, had to feel his cock straining against the denim of his jeans. In the faint light of the parking lot, her aureoles showed as dark smudges on the pale fullness of her breasts.
He bent his head and his mouth was on her sucking first one, then the other nipple. There was something primal about it, the feeling of that hard nub against his tongue against his lips. There was something immensely arousing in hearing her soft cry.
Then she was pushing his head away, standing up and reaching down to unfasten his jeans. In rapid succession he felt the shock of night air on his cock, then the bigger shock of the heat of her hand.
Mallory laughed softly and gave him a stroke that had his breath hissing in. ?No underwear, Shay? You are walking on the wild side.? She moved her hand, then ran her finger up to the tip of him where she could feel the pearly drop of precome that had slipped out. She slid her fingertip down the length of his hard-on, spreading the slippery fluid and leaving a trail of frenzied nerve endings in her wake.
Then she raised her fingertip up to her lips and sucked on it, as she?d done before with the bourbon. ?Mmm, I think I need a better taste.? She knelt down beside him and slipped him into the wet heat of her mouth, and the world turned into a single spot of blinding pleasure.
The sound of Shay?s helpless groan sounded in Mallory?s ears as she moved her mouth up and down the hard length of him. There was something incredibly arousing about the immediacy of giving pleasure that generated such an obvious response. She moved her head, the silky smooth skin tightened against her lips. She stroked with her tongue, he caught his breath. She sucked, and she could feel his body tense as he fought for control. Then his fingers where pulling at her shoulders to raise her.
?No,? she protested. ?I want to . . .?
?Now,? he said raggedly. ?I need to be in you now.? Then he cursed.
?What?? she asked, fumbling in the pouch at her hip.
?We don?t have a condom.?
?Oh, yes, we do,? she breathed pulling one out of her bag. ?Don?t miss a trick, I believe you said?? The plastic crackled. Mallory leaned in for a kiss and threw a leg over the bike so that she straddled Shay, her legs atop his. He pushed the silky dress up to her hips. She felt his palms run over her thighs. Then he slid them underneath her and helped her rise.
?Mmm, now who?s living on the wild side?? he murmured as his fingers slid over the bare skin under her skirt.
Mallory moaned a little at the slippery smooth feel of the head of his cock as she rubbed it against the slick cleft between her legs. Then he put his hands on her hips and pulled her down. And all she could do was clutch blindly at his shoulders and cry out at the slippery friction as he impaled her on him.
His hands were strong around her ribs, holding her, helping her move. His flesh pulsed hard and hot inside her. Every stroke sent shivers racing through her. Every stroke, sent shivers racing through her. Every stroke, he went so deep that pleasure and pain blurred into one overwhelming surge of sensation that had her fighting not to cry out. The sliding, tormenting friction pulled her nearer and nearer to orgasm until she tumbled over, moaning and jolting against him. And an instant later, he followed.
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