Page 47 of Shielding Aubree

Every shift and tremor of her body.

He touched her and she touched him, clothes falling away and discarded under their feet.

They stumbled against the table, chuckling and laughing, and when they reached the bed, it was Aubree who saved them from falling to the ground at the foot of it.

It was her hands on his back, turning him before he sat down heavily onto the edge of it.

Their momentum sent him down to the mattress with her body falling against him.

On top of him.

His hand found her breast. His fingertips plucking at the tip of her breast.

Her mouth pulled away from his and she looked down into his eyes, her own hazy with passion.

"Your hands..."

He laid one hand on her perfect ass, and he cupped her breast with the other, brushing his thumb over her nipple.

The tender flesh tightened and pebbled from his touch.

"Oh, wow..." She arched her back, bracing her hands on his shoulders and looking down at him.

He loved the way her eyes looked to him. Warm and brown, but wide and hazy with passion.

He broke his gaze from hers and looked down over her body from her face to her breasts, over her belly and down to where his body was pressed so intimately against hers. "So beautiful."

He plucked at her nipple with his one hand as he surged upward and captured her other nipple in his mouth.

The wordless sound that came from her lips was sharp and then devolved in a heavy groan.

The feel of her flesh in his mouth, the hard tip of her breast as he dragged his tongue over it, it all helped make him harder than he had been moments before.

Aubree wiggled on top of him, her legs slipping to his sides, bringing his cock in more intimate contact with her body.

Fuck.

He murmured the word against her breast, his teeth pressing against her tender flesh.

She tensed on top of him, but she didn't push him away.

Instead, she shifted a moment later, rocking her hips against him, undulating in a slow roll, dragging her sex against his.

He felt his heart stutter in his chest as his cock wept precum. He felt it touch his belly and cool against his skin.

"It..." she groaned, "it feels so good. So... hard."

He smiled, feeling his own ego stroked by her words.

Ruben lashed her nipple with his tongue, enjoying the rough scratch of her skin against him.

She pushed at his shoulders, sitting up, breaking his contact with her breast.

He released her other nipple from the searching touch of his hand and found her forearm to rub his palm along her skin. "Do you want to stop?"

Aubree shook her head, her dark, midnight hair brushing over her shoulders. "No. I don't want to stop. I want more."

With her hands braced on his chest, she rocked her hips against him again and he watched as he bit her lower lip as she rode him, rubbing her sex against his.

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