St. Simon's Sin by Sahara Kelly

Author:Sahara Kelly
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Published: 2017-08-23T16:00:00+00:00

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The orgasm staggered Tabby as she found herself in the most erotically charged position she could ever have imagined.

Standing nude in front of Simon with one leg over his shoulder while he buried his face in her sex and licked her up and over the crest…it was outrageous. And the most wonderful experience she’d ever had.

She was a widow, and thus not sexually ignorant. But nothing in her past had prepared her for the sensations Simon was creating with the touch of his tongue. Her late husband had tried just such a thing, but with an uncomfortably brief effort. They’d both felt awkward and it had not been anything more than a moment’s experimentation.

Michael had brought her to her release, but this? All of her married intimacy could not have prepared her for the blinding onslaught of emotions buffeting her with Simon.

A flash of lighting lit up the room and a consequent crack of thunder rattled the rafters.

Simon stood…and laughed, lit by another flash through their windows. He looked wild, savage, fierce…a Viking conqueror taking his prize.

Lust threatened to choke her and her hands went to the fastenings of his breeches, fumbling with the buttons as need robbed her of control.

He covered her hands with his. “Let me.”

“All right.”

She stood, watching, as he toed off his boots with a struggle, then pulled off his breeches and drawers. His cock—oh what a beauty. She reached out, but he backed away.

“Come, Tabby. Here.” The long sofa beneath the window beckoned, lit now with brilliant flares of lightning. It was a fierce storm, but still not as fierce as the one low in Tabby’s belly as she stared at Simon’s cock.

Kicking off his stockings, Simon walked away and threw himself into a sprawl on the couch. Then he held out his hand. “I’m here. If you want me.”

Hah.

Heedless of her nudity, Tabby hurried to his side and this time it was her turn to fall to her knees beside him. He reached for her, but she dodged his arms. “My turn,” she whispered, tentatively touching his chest and running her hands over it. “My turn.”

She heard him swallow, but ignored it, intent upon learning him as he had learned her. He’d certainly filled out in the years that had passed since she last touched him. Now he had a man’s body, a man’s dips and valleys.

She found a flat disk with soft hairs scattered around it. It begged to be touched, teased, maybe even…nibbled a little. She delighted in his sounds, his soft groans as she sucked on the tiny bud.

Mimicking his actions, she also took her time, moving to the other nipple and treating it to the same teasing caresses. She let one hand drift down over his belly, pausing to ring his navel with a tickling scrape of her fingernail and smiling at his shudder.

Bypassing the hard length thrusting from its nest of light curly hair, she touched his thighs, again teasing him by copying his touches. His hair was different here, softer, and more sparse.

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