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She lay back down and, with his chest hovered inches from her, arched her back even more—trying desperately to press her breasts against him—the desire to feel him against her skin was overpowering. Crow chuckled and dipped his head, brushing kisses across her cheeks and chin, nipping her skin as his hands roamed down her body. His mouth and tongue blazed a trail to her lace panties, and he grasped the waistband with his teeth, pulling them down as his hand lightly scratched her taut skin.
“Oh, Crow,” she murmured. Angie had never felt this alive or desired or cherished by any man before, and she fucking loved every lustful minute of it.
He spread her bent legs wide and nestled between them as she watched him intently.
“You’re so damn wet,” he said as two digits delved into her.
A small patch of goosebumps raised up along her skin as her muscles pulsed against his fingers.
“I need to taste you, darlin’.” He pulled out, then slightly scooted down and lapped her in a long sweep from her puckered hole to the top of her hood.Shit!Angie’s stomach did backflips, and her nerves sizzled as he continued to lavish deep strokes over her most private area. She moaned and gripped the blanket, balling it in her hands. Crow glanced up and caught her gaze, his lips and chin glistening with her juices.
“Sweet, tangy, and fuckin’ perfect,” he said, then continued devouring her before inching toward her aching spot.
The tension inside Angie’s body was staggering as every one of her muscles stiffened and coiled like a spring. She was getting close—so damn close. His lips gently kissed her sweet spot, then his tongue rapidly flicked at her sensitive nub. Seconds later, she exploded in a blinding display of colored lights and tidal waves of pleasure, moaning and screaming from the release she’d craved for so long. It was almost too much.Almost.
Crow drew her to him and held her close as the waves of euphoria slowly subsided. A hot mess, Angie clung to him, deliriously happy and satisfied. Never had she had such an experience.
Wrapping an arm around his neck, she brought his face to her and kissed him passionately.
“That was epic,” she whispered against his lips.
“Fuck, baby, I loved watching you come.”
“Which reminds me,” she said, moving her hand down between them and curling it around his hardness, “you still have some more work to do.”
Crow laughed and rolled over. He pulled out a packet from his jeans, opened it, and sheathed himself. His hands slid down over her hips and toward her behind, then gripped her cheeks hard. Angie felt his thick, hard dick poking her ribs and knew he was more than ready. The thought of him thrusting in and out sparked her desire.
“I gotta get inside your pussy, darlin’.” He smiled as he leaned down and kissed her on the lips, his tongue plunging inside and tangling with hers. “I want to feel you clamped around my cock, squeezing the fuck out of it.”
She watched in fascination as he held himself in hand and, with one hard thrust, buried his dick inside her.
Fuck!Angie’s walls molded around his hardness, coaxing him in deeper as her arousal sent her senses reeling. He pulled out slowly and then drove back in as his finger flicked her hard nub. Bending over, he kissed her again.
“You want it gentle or rough?” His words vibrated against her lips.
“Hard.” She ran her nails down his back. “Make me feel it tomorrow.”
A wolfish grin crossed his face. “Fuck, yeah, baby.” He withdrew and then began hammering her hard and fast, pulling all the way out before slamming back in. As he pounded her, the sound of his balls slapping against her butt drove Angie wild, and she thrashed and moaned each time he buried himself inside her body. As Crow continued his relentless, frenzied pounding, one finger massaged the side of her beaded nub, making her cry out.
The sparks that had teased her combusted, and she trembled through her release, shaking her core for the second time that night with a mind-blowing intensity. Crow emitted a feral growl as he stiffened and came, his pulses throbbing against her warm walls. He wrapped his arm around Angie’s waist and placed his damp forehead between her heaving breasts. Sweat misted over his body, and she raked her fingers through his hair before gently kissing his shoulder. After a few minutes, his breathing began to slow, and as he eased out of her, he stroked her damp face.
“Fuck, woman, that was amazing.”
Angie smiled and lifted her head to plant a kiss on his chin. “You’re amazing.”
“We both are,” he said, lightly tickling her upper arm.
She laughed and gripped the edge of the blanket, pulling it over them. Crow drew her closer to him, and she pillowed her head on his chest, listening to his heartbeat.
For a long while they lay there, legs tangled, arms entwined, bodies fused, listening to the sounds of the night. She snuggled deeper into the cover.
“You’re an incredible woman,” Crow said in a low voice. “You get to me, you know that?”
“You get to me too,” she whispered.I hope you don’t shatter my heart.
“I want you to know this meant something to me.” His lips pressed against her forehead. “Just in case you were wondering.”
She held his hand and tucked it close against her neck, just under the chin. The heat from Crow’s body warmed her, his scent comforting, and the way he cradled her made Angie feel safe.
