Page 174 of Sin With Me

He then grasped my wrists in his big hands and slowly lifted them up over my head. His erection, now poking against my bare skin, left a moist trail. Excitement slowly dripped down my inner thigh as my back pressed against a wooden beam near the couches. I didn’t think I’d been this wet for anyone, ever. He cuffed my hands with his left palm and slowly neared my mouth again. I wanted to reach down to feel his length pulse in my grip, but he wouldn’t allow me. Eric had me pinned between the beam and his lean body, and it felt so good to be this way, yielding to his gentle approach, being wanted so feverishly.

“How long has it been, Emma, since you made love?” His breath flew through me, circling in my lungs like an aphrodisiac. His hand slid down along my silhouette and right between my legs. He moved the fabric of my panties to the side, his finger playing with my wetness.

“How long?” His raspy breath energized every hormone in mybody.

How did he know? How could hetell?

“Too long.” I was panting. With each word, each skim of finger along the inside of my wrist with his other hand, each swerve of hips toward me, Eric was making me hornier by the minute.

“How long since you’ve had a man inside you?” he repeated.

“Two years.” Was my voice shaking? And had it really been that long? Had I forgotten how to please a man likeEric?

“Then let me make up those lost years to you.” He kissed me quickly before his mouth slid against my jaw and down my neck. He finally let go of my arms and I was able to rest them on his shoulders. Eric trailed sweet kisses along my collarbone. He opened my shirt wider, cupping my breasts, taking my nipples between his fingers and deliciously rollingthem.

“Ahh.” My chest rose higher into him. The tiny zap on the pull of my nipple flew down my belly right to the swelling flesh between my legs. I felt another drip on my thigh. God, I wanted him so badly! When his mouth lowered to my breast and his tongue swept around my hard nub, soothing the pinch, I thought I’d disintegrate. How in the world did he have enough strength not to dive into me already?

“Eric, please.” I moved my hips forward toward him, spreading my legs, lowering my hands to his hips, pulling him in closer.

“Emma, as much as I need to fuck right now, I want to make love to you. I want to pleasure you senseless until you can’t stand on your own two feet. And once I’ve satisfied you, then I’ll fuckyou.”

I gasped as he lowered himself down to his knees, kissing my tummy before hooking his fingers into my panties and lowering them. When his breath touched my pussy, warming my flesh with a promise of a closer contact, I couldn’t believe that this was happening again. Already winded, remembering how his mouth felt on me, I couldn’t wait until he licked me. He pulled his tongue along my flesh and I froze, thinking I’d explode right at that moment. But Eric leaned away as his fingers spread my wet folds, preparing me for him, taking his time with every touch, teasing and probing, bringing me closer to that wonderful detonation I’d experienced earlier in the day. I lowered my hands to the top of his head, holding on, because if the impact I already imagined was going to happen was anything like this afternoon, I’d need to have an anchor.

And then he dove in with his mouth, closing right around my clit, suckling, depriving my skin of any oxygen. Feeling him go inside me with his fingers at the same time was excruciating but so, so good. I didn’t want him to stop. I felt him fill me deeper, probably with another finger, while he flicked the tiny flesh in his mouth, sucking my flesh so expectedly, once every few strokes heading lower and licking me from where he’d entered right up to the top. My hips moved forward as I started grinding myself against him. The pull of his tongue along my folds had my pelvis pressing harder into him. Fearing he’d suffocate from the way his face was buried in my bare flesh, I pulled back on his hair to let him breathe. Cooler air blew at my heated skin, intensifying the feel of his hot mouth as he went back in for the kill. I felt my thighs tighten and I grasped his hair with my fists, not knowing whether to push him away or pull him deeper onto me until I couldn’t take it any longer.

“Eric!” I screamed as the jolt of pleasure spread through my body, consuming my every muscle and every cell. But Eric licked harder, milking that orgasm out of me like an addict. The fire rose higher in the pit as if replying to my climax, igniting its deepest splinters.

“Eric!” My body shook and I was sure I’d soon collapse, but the everlasting bliss wouldn’t stop. It kept flowing through me in spurts as Eric sucked on me, pumping his fingers even harder. I yanked on his hair, taking his mouth away from my crotch because there was no way that I could take any more. My heart was trying to escape my chest, my muscles had disintegrated into nothingness, and I fell into hisarms.

He held me against his body, and lowered us to the top of the sheepskin by the fireplace. The warm glow cast provocative shadows on our bodies, flickering in a dance. I rested my head on top of his chest, skimming my finger over the barbell in his nipple.

Once I was able to collect a steady breath, I said, “I didn’t expect a man like you to have such piercings.”

“Let’s just say you’re not the only one who losesbets.”

I chuckled. “You’ll need to tell me that story sometime.” I sighed deeply before breathing out against his skin. “You took me apart, Eric.”

My breaths were still hard and over-consuming, fighting to slow down my heart rate. I raked my fingers through the stray hairs on his chest, forcing my lazy eyes to look up. He kissed me in response, saying, “I put you back together, Emma.” The slight taste of my essence was still on his lips, and I felt something tickle inside me. I was ready for more. Much, muchmore.

“Stay here,” Isaid.

“Where are you going?”

“I’ll be right back.” I rushed to the bedroom and back. Eric was still lying down on the sheepskin, and still so ready – I knew he needed a release as much as I had needed one for so many years.

“Well, hello there, Cowgirl.” He laughed, propping himself on his elbows.

Still in my shirt, I slipped it off my shoulders and threw it to the couch, letting the cowgirl hat be my only remaining attire. Straddling the sides of his legs, I lowered myself down onto his thighs, saying “I’ve wanted to ride you since the day I sawyou.”

“Is that how it’s gonna work?” he asked.

“Yes, that’s how it’s gonnawork.”

I grasped his length in my hands, licking my lips. The vibrant pulse of his vein underneath my fingers slicked my thighs. His skin was hot and tight, stretching him into his full thickness. I wanted him to fill me so badly, I couldn’t wait to move my hips overhim.

“Hold on, Emma. I better get a condom.” He shifted, trying to get out from underneath me, but I grasped my legs tightly around him and grinned with pride as I reached to the top of my hat, removing the foil packet I had placed there before coming out. “A cowgirl is always prepared.”

I ripped it open with my teeth. Eric let out a raspy breath as I rolled the thin rubber onto his straining cock, all the way down, before maneuvering my hips over him, holding him steady, centering myself.

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