Page 31 of Sing Your Heart Out

My jaw is so tense. My whole body is about to explode with the rage I feel.

She blows out a breath. “Let’s talk about something else, Smith. Let’s… let’s go play some of these fancy pinball games. What do you say?”

I plaster a grin on my face, sipping my Coke. “Sure. Whatever you want.”

We go to the pinball games, laughing and being lighthearted about our wins and losses. I take the opportunity to hold Sarah close as I watch her play some pinball.

She smells sweet, like vanilla and just a touch of cinnamon.

She’s going to become mine, I realize. I will make it happen, no matter what I have to do.

Deep in the back of my mind, something primal is taking place. Sarah is mine; everything in me is telling me to protect her, no matter the cost.

And I will protect her with my body, if need be.

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Smith

“God, you’re so hot,” I mumble against her skin, nibbling her side.

Sarah smiles and caresses my cheek. The room is cold, but her touch burns like fire. She is looking at me with pure desire as my hands cup her breasts.

“Fuck me,” she whispers pleadingly.

I look deep into her eyes as I wrap my arms around her tiny waist, feeling her body heat as her breasts rub against my hard chest. God, I have been waiting so long for this moment to happen. And I am pleased beyond belief to finally have her beneath me.

Leaning in, I kiss her slowly and tenderly, savoring her desire and feeding her lust. Her lips were soft and delicious. But I didn’t mind taking my time. She is finally in my arms, and no one could stop me from making love to her.

“Mmmm…” Sarah moans, arching her back.

My hands travel down her body, squeezing her ass hard, earning himself a little bite on the lower lip. And I like it. She is so fucking playful, my little tease. I ache to get inside her. I couldn’t believe that this is finally happening. And I didn’t care about anything other than enjoying it fully and making this moment memorable.

I am naked and kissing Sarah. It is all that matters.

Pulling her closer, I kiss her desperately. And I am more than delighted when she responds with the same intensity. I want to make her feel special – to feel loved.

And I want her more than anything and anyone in the world.

When I am about to push her back onto the soft mattress, she moves quickly, switching their positions with me so that I am underneath her. I am shocked at how she is capable of doing that with such a small figure.

”Relax,” she whispers seductively before pulling away from my grasp.

Watching her walk toward the dresser, I swallow hard as my eyes roam her body. I have imagined her nude countless times, but seeing her like this is infinitely more exciting.

I lick my lips when she drags a chair to the foot of the bed. And excitement rocks my entire being when she gestures for me to sit on it. We are both naked, and my cock is rock hard.

Like a replay of how they first met, she sits on my lap and begins to grind against me. Her wet pussy rubs against my thighs, and her breasts bounce in front of me, though she won’t allow me to touch her, not yet. I grunt when she touches my cock, stroking it up and down.

“You like that, huh?” she whispers naughtily when a loud groan of pleasure escapes my lips.

Damn. She feels so fucking great.

“Fuck! Yes!” I answer, eager for more. Driven to the edge of bliss, she pulls my head down to her breasts as her hips move back and forth. This time, her wet pussy teases the tip of my cock. Feeling half insane from desire, I suck on her breasts.

“Ahhh… Ohh… Mmmm…” she moans in pleasure, enjoying the many sensations my mouth brings. She leans closer and her hips move faster to gain more friction, and I can tell that she, too, is growing impatient.

Pulling away, I sear her mouth with a kiss and squeeze her ass. I lift her weight a little, just enough so her wet pussy hovered over my cock. I thought that I could to do it her way and be good, but I am fucking horny and I badly need to feel her around me.

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