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Raw Cravings Filthy
Jack slides the tip of his cock in, and I moan. “You like me to play with your ass, don’t you?”“Yes,” I hiss, my head bobbing.“Whose ass is this?”Sweat slicks my arms and legs, glistening my skin. “Yours.”He smacks my ass, the pressure delivering a hot sting. I yelp, and realize this is a show of ownership. I curl the sheets in my hands so hard I can barely see any flesh. He removes his cock halfway, giving my insides temporary relief, then slams it back inside, hard and deep.Maybe it’s the overstimulation, but I feel tendrils of pleasure swirling within me, teasing all my nerve endings. I rock my hips to meet his, in an effort to increase the pressure to an unbearable point for both of us. But he soon probably realizes my plan, for he stops fucking me, disengages from me and switches me around.Now, my back is on the mattress. He parts my thighs, and I open my legs wide, spread eagling for him. After two near orgasms, I’m frustrated, aroused and confused. For how much longer can
Raw Cravings Filthy
“Scotch please. Double and neat.” I hand the bartender my card, and she swipes it quickly, then gives it back to me.Cal orders the same, then pats me on the shoulder. “You’ve been quieter than usual. What’s up, man? Single life treating you wrong?”Single life sucks. Cal’s allergic to any kind of commitment besides work, so he wouldn’t get it. “I’m adjusting.”“You need some pussy.”“I’m not disagreeing,” I say, more playful. The bartender brings our drinks, and she gazes at me, her eyes lingering on my mouth. With long dark hair and cat-like brown eyes, she’s the opposite of Ava. She has a sleeve of tattoos on one arm, and wears a bold purple lipstick. My cock tightens against my pants, warning me it’s been asleep for too long. “I’m not ready, though.” I look square into Cal’s eyes, to keep him from trying to convince me to join Tinder or some other weird shit.“Ready for what? This isn’t some blind date situation. Some distraction would do you good. Unless you’re thinking about go
Raw Cravings Filthy
I look at her but I see Ava—when we were about to finish fucking, when I was about to let her and myself finally come, and…I physically disengage from Marion, jerking away, and she gasps, leaning against the wall. Sighing, I run my fingers through my hair. I couldn’t have sex with Ava because I couldn’t forgive her… but how am I different from her now? I was about to fuck a complete stranger to fill a void I should have addressed—with the person I love.“What’s wrong?” Marion asks me, lifting her eyebrow. She fixes herself, abruptly smoothing her hand over the shirt, not too happy about my faux pas.“A lot, but it’s time I fixed it,” I say, determination bolting through me.☆☆☆☆Ava Pov::I finish eatingthe food I heated ins the microwave, some healthy easy dish with a lot of broccoli and not enough carbs. Sighing, I reach for my glass filled with too much red wine. I sip, looking at my beautiful kitchen.It’s been weeks since he’s left. I’ve tried to focus at work on the ad agency,
Raw Cravings Filthy
I need to see him, so I push up his shirt, and he quickly wrenches his mouth from mine to help me. Once his warm chest is bare, he captures my lips with his again, and this time, it feels even more animalistic than the other kiss.My nipples are painfully tight, with a hot stir swirling behind my breasts. My underwear is soaked in my juices, and damn, my clit is working overtime, swollen and tingly. All of me is in dire need for a good fucking.“Get naked, baby,” he says. “I need to eat you out.”I pull my sweatshirt over my head and let it drop behind the loveseat. Jack nudges at my waist band, so I lift my hips and let him take my sweatpants and underwear off until I’m naked.He pulls me to the edge of the sofa, planting my feet on each side, and buries his head between my legs. This time, his gaze is on mine, intently, as he licks my pussy, feasting on my cunt. I have a hard time sitting still, when my bones seem to melt. Each lap he takes at my folds, a jolt of excitement travels
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She scratches her nails on my shoulder blades, and the awareness they bring to my flesh only entice me more. I slip out of her halfway then slam inside, harder, and a tear rolls off the corner of her eye. She works her inner muscles, her inner walls clinging to my meat, but I don’t let up. Again, I retreat then return, ramming her, and soon we find the perfect tempo, and we’re moving with each other, our bodies sweaty, our gazes still locked. Then, she outsmarts me and moves her leg, and motions us to roll on the bed so she’s on top of me. I have the best view to this gorgeous woman, her full high breasts ready for me. I bring the right one into my mouth, licking her nipple, while cupping the other one. “Oh yes… I’ve missed you so so much,” she says. Ava moves so sensually, rocking her hips back and forth, playing with my hair as I suck her breast. She rides my cock violently, and I know there’s no way I can last much longer… not with her teasing me like this. My balls are heavy
Raw Cravings Sex Ritual
Her lover had made her wait until her anticipation had built to fever pitch, as he so often did, but the nature of the question indicated how important the answer was to him. Giles always made her beg for it—which turned her on immensely, much to her initial surprise—but he’d never walked away from her before, and he’d never quizzed her like this when he’d already begun to undress and prepare her.Normally he’d stay close, his hands on her constantly, staying her urge to flee or to deny her need to be under his control. Why now, when she was so keyed up, was he examining her need to be independent after she submitted to him?Giles lounged back in his chair, somehow regal even though he was stripped to the waist and barefoot, his tailored trousers almost incongruous, given how easy this man was in his own skin, a quality she not only admired, but craved. His firm, sensuous mouth made her ache for him.Only he could do this to her, and it made her feel so vulnerable. His chiseled cheekb
Raw Cravings Sex Ritual
“But we agreed, the cuffs for…what I want.” The flat of his hand on her backside before and during sex.“Yup, we agree. Simple as that. A trade, a nice neat business transaction where everyone gets a fair deal.” He smiled at her knowingly. “But now I want you to let me tip your scales.”Heat flared at her center, but she shook her head. “I can’t.”Giving him total control over her was something she couldn’t allow to happen. She began to twist her wrists in the cuffs, wanting them off. The idea of finding her clothes and ending this was tempting, because it was easy. Then she let her gaze wander over his body. Even when fully dressed his expensive clothing barely concealed his obvious strength. Half-naked, the very look of him was enough to dampen her panties. Bulky with muscle, he made her feel supple as a rag doll in his hands during sex, melding her to his body, bringing her to orgasm time and time again.Giles shook his head, allowing her to feel his scrutiny. “You’re an inspiring
Raw Cravings Sex Ritual
“Giles!?"“Yes, you love it, don’t you?” He traced his fingers across the sensitive niche at the top of her thighs, making brief, maddening contact with her pussy. Then he pushed her legs farther apart with a demanding knee. “Let me see you.”Pleasure, pain and shame quickly engulfed her, swamping her with another wave of desire. He ran a knowing thumb back and forth over her clit. Her body was so wired that she reached orgasm moments later, crying out with relief. She was still shuddering when she heard the sound of the condom wrapper being torn open. He opened her up with two fingers and eased his cock inside her, capturing her as she ebbed back from the edge, quickly sending her back to it again.“Giles, so good,” she whispered in relief, suddenly filled with him, her innards melting with pleasure and clasping him gratefully. When he brushed against her buttocks it sent shock waves through her. Her body was singing. She grasped at the table for anchorage, her cuffs rattling agains
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