Oceans Apart 3 by Amanda Heartley

Author:Amanda Heartley [Heartley, Amanda]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Sexcessica
Published: 2014-08-23T23:00:00+00:00

I was greeted by the sight of her gorgeous pink nipples, hard with arousal and I had to taste them. The sound she made when I took one into my mouth was delicious. I flattened my palms on her back and drew her chest closer until I was surrounded by her taste and scent. The soft noise she made turned into a pleasured groan as her hands buried themselves in my hair. She held me rigid while I sucked hard on her nipple, her heavenly taste in the back of my throat.

“Tristan,” she gasped as her body shuddered.

I brought my right hand around to cup her other breast, my thumb rubbing circles over her nipple. I scraped my teeth gently on the one in my mouth just to hear her call out my name so passionately. I felt like I’d been waiting all my life to do this. Hearing her groans and knowing it was me giving her such pleasure sent fire zinging through my blood.

I stopped sucking her left nipple and kissed my way from the valley between her ample breasts until I could take its twin into my hungry mouth. I guided Ginny back down until she lay flat on the bed. I leaned over her, holding myself up with my left hand while my knees straddled her waist. Her hands pulled my hair as I climbed up her body, my lips trailed over her skin until they met hers. I tasted the iron tang of blood from where she’d bitten her lip to keep from crying out and it made me kiss her harder. I loved the thought of her being unable to keep quiet while I pleasured her.

My free hand snaked down and fumbled with the button of Ginny’s jeans. The frustration at my clumsy fingers taking too long to undo it was softened by the sounds of pleasure I was sucking out of her. The sounds of our wet mouths sliding over each other seemed shockingly loud in the otherwise silent room, and I drew back to take a breath.

“Oh honey, why the bloody hell are you wearing jeans?” I teased, having to use both hands to unbutton them. She was nearly sobbing with gratitude by the time I’d unzipped them and slid them down her legs, her knickers in tow.

“Don’t know,” she whispered but I didn’t really care. They were off and the sight of her laying there, bare and wet for me was all I needed. My fingers had a mind of their own, sliding slowly up and kneading her thighs until they traced across her outer folds. She tried to cover herself up with her hands and wriggled a little nervously. I wanted to slide my fingers inside her, but her hand came up and stopped me from probing further, holding my hand tight.

I looked up at her, “Are you okay, honey? Am I going too fast?”

She looked down into my eyes, “No, it’s not that, it’s just… I don’t want you looking at my fat tummy.

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