Page 27 of Forbidden Hunger

Laying a last gentle kiss on her pussy, I work my way up until I’m poised over her. She reaches for me, at home with my body now, and guides me to her opening. Her eyes roll back as I push slowly inside her.

“Ash. I missed you. So much.”

“I missed you too.” Trying to keep the pace easy for now, I start to move, stroking slowly in and out of her. I don’t want this to end too soon.

But the urgency builds, and builds, and it’s too much for both of us. I speed up until I’m drilling into her, her nails scoring my back, her legs bent at my sides. The healthy slap of flesh against flesh fills the room, the scent of our union an intoxicating perfume.

“Tori,” I groan. I can feel my climax building at the base of my spine. “I’m close now. Come with me.”

I’m ready to reach down and find her clit, or ask her to bring herself, but her head snaps back and she comes, hard, gripping me like a vise. I follow her into oblivion, pouring myself into her.

When I’m aware of my surroundings again, we’re on our sides, cuddled close together. “Hi there,” I say.

She gives me her beautiful smile. “Hi.”

“Let’s get cleaned up.” I give her a kiss. “And then I’m taking you home.”

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