[ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]
button, making her hips buck in response.
YES! the scream tore through her as
she crashed into a mind numbing orgasm. Oh,
Beau! I missed you so much!
His only response was to moan against
her flooding pussy, licking up every drop he
could. He was far from done, she knew. Beau had
always loved being exactly where he was right
now. True to form, he continued the expert torture,
alternating between making love to her with his
tongue, parrying and thrusting until she was
seeing stars, then suckling, licking, even lightly
biting her clit. He drove her to orgasm after
orgasm until she couldn t remember her name.
Just when she thought she might go insane from
the blinding pleasure, he rose to stare down at her.
When had removed his clothes? His
body was gloriously bare, exposed for her
perusal. In a daze, she reached out to touch the
hard planes of his chest, running her hands over
his scorching skin. Without realizing what she was
doing, she placed her mouth on each nipple, then
pulling each slightly with her teeth.
Damn, Georgie! Beau moaned,
entwining his hand in her hair.
Oh, how he missed her touch! He had to
tug on her hair to stop her from dipping lower.
There was no way he would ever last if he allowed
her to put her mouth anywhere near his cock. He
needed to be inside her.
He urged her down to lie on her back,
holding her legs open so he could slide home. A
long hiss escaped his lips as he worked his way
inside. She was tight, so excruciatingly tight, it
took everything in him to be patient, slowly
working his way inside instead of thrusting
forward as he desperately wanted to do. Mewing
whimpers emanated from Georgie as filled her.
Although she was dripping wet, he had to take
shallow strokes, allowing her to adjust as he
moved forward.
For Georgie, he was moving too slow.
Her hips rose insistently, trying to force him all the
way in.
Baby, you are so tight! I don t want to
hurt you.
She didn t listen. She slammed her hips
up once more, jamming every inch of him deep
up once more, jamming every inch of him deep
inside.
Shit!
She was blistering hot! Had it always felt
this good? He gulped in air, closing his eyes in an
attempt to stay in control. It wasn t working, not
with the woman beneath him squirming around
his cock trying to get him to move. His hips
responded of their own accord, sliding out so far
only the throbbing head of his penis remained,
them plunging down until their pelvises mashed
together.
You feel so damn good wrapped
around my dick, baby, he groaned, never
stopping the pounding rhythm. That s right,
sweetheart. Move with me.
Georgie couldn t remember feeling so
full, so complete. Each thrust drove her higher and
higher. The edge of pain brought sweet, sensual
pleasure so intense, she couldn t form words, only
gasp and cry out in pure ecstasy. Her legs
wrapped around Beau, trying to force him even
deeper into her womb. It wasn t enough! She
needed more.
The dirty words whispered urgently in
her ear added to the explosive passion. She loved
it when he did that, and he remembered.
Do you know how much I missed my
pussy? he demanded. Mine! All mine.
And she was. Completely and utterly,
she belonged to his man, and he was most
definitely taking possession of all that was his.
Her body ebbed and flowed with his, both of their
movements becoming fast and furious. Her fingers
dug into his shoulders, anchoring her against the
storm.
Good. So good. It was a prayer and a
fact.
She came so many times, her eyes
crossed, her throat raw from the screams he
inspired.
Fuck, Georgie, I m going to come!
So was she again.
As he exploded inside her, Georgie
imploded, coming completely apart with a
scream.
Although he had come, Beau didn t
stop. He couldn t. He was still rock hard, and there
stop. He couldn t. He was still rock hard, and there
was nothing in the world that could stop him from
driving inside her.
I can t stop, baby. I need you so bad.
Take me, Beau, came the whispered
reply that sent him flying. Never stop.
And he didn t until the first orange
lights of dawn.
Coming Soon&
Loving Georgie
I don t believe we ve been introduced. He
wasn't going to answer him until he knew who the
hell he was. The cocky grin that graced the man s
face didn t ease his discomfort any, especially
since the grin didn t meet his eyes. Eyes that
seemed to be taking in a lot more than the scenery.
Leslie Reiling, Office of Strategic
Services.
Shit. Beau didn t want to hear
anymore but short of jumping out of the jeep,
there was little he could do to stop the words he
knew were coming. No. I ll fly a damn plan. I will
join the fucking Navy, but there is no way in hell
I m going to be a spook.
Well, now that s fine, the man, Leslie
suddenly developed a southern accent as deep as
his own. It sounded so authentic Beau had no idea
whether or not it was real or if he was playing
head games. Asking you was more of a courtesy,
your knowledge of French Underground members
aside. What we really need is your wife.
[ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]