Curves in the City by Flora Madison

Author:Flora Madison [Madison, Flora]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-01-01T16:00:00+00:00

6

Zaid

I can’t keep my hands off of Tori. I knew she’d feel good, but the brush of her soft curves beneath my fingertips is indescribable. We can’t get to my apartment fast enough. At every stoplight, I pull her to me, stealing kisses whenever I can. She lets her body melt into me, and I can only imagine how good it will feel once I’m buried deep inside of her.

Three blocks later, we’ve made it to my penthouse. If there weren’t people in the elevator, I would’ve torn that sweet little skirt of hers right off. I can’t wait to see her pretty pink center. Wet and ready for me to taste.

In the hall, she throws herself against me. My hands explore her firm, apple shaped ass. It takes talent, but my key slides into the door while I’m still fondling her. “You’re an amazing kisser,” she says between nipping and sucking on my bottom lip.

“You’re not so bad, yourself.”

Finally, the lock pops and the door opens. I throw her against the wall and squeeze her breasts between my fingers. “Your body is beautiful. I want to see more of it.” Tori looks at me with doe eyes, a lost little girl, vulnerable and incredibly sexy. Her bubble gum tongue slides across her bottom lip as I pull her blouse from the waistband of her skirt. I slide the silky material up over her head. The neckline catches her hair, sending it cascading down around her pink lacy bra. Her copper locks drape across her breasts, highlighting her pillowy cleavage I’ve been dreaming about.

“Damn,” I say, squeezing her glorious breasts. Her nipples harden into tiny diamond peaks when I pinch them through the fabric. Tori takes a sharp inhale, placing her hands on top of mine. “Your fingers feel amazing.” She says, and I grow even harder in my pants. I reach around and unhook her bra. Her breasts fall against her ribs, large peachy nipples stiffening at the sudden exposure. I can’t take it a minute longer. I take one of her breasts into my mouth, latching on and sucking while she fists the back of my hair.

Her breathing comes in ragged spurts, as my other hand makes its way down the side of her thigh. The fabric of her skirt slides so easily against my palm. “Oh Zaid,” she moans, and I’m nearly a goner. She could read me the phone book with that sexy voice of hers. Every time she says my name, I know I want to hear it from her for the rest of our lives.

“Tell me you want it.” I demand, etching my thumb into the hem of her skirt, tickling her bare thigh.

“Oh god, I want it. I want you, Zaid.”

Her words are like magic. I inch her skirt up until her panties poke out, then I hook my thumbs along the sides, slowly pulling them down over her full hips. She steps out of them for me, and her breath catches when I cup her bare mound, leaving her steaming in her own juices.

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