Page 10 of Stripped Bare

Just when she thought she’d scream, he pressed in but stopped at what had to be his first knuckle.

“Stop teasing me,” she demanded, rocking against his hold.

One digit thrust hard and deep, setting off stars behind her eyelids.Then it was gone.She growled as she opened her eyes to glare at him then moaned when she watched him suck the finger he’d dipped inside her.

“You taste so fucking sweet,” he murmured.“Your pussy is so hot and tight.I could spend hours right here.”

“Do it.Now.”

He chuckled but followed her command, dropping his head back between her thighs.His mouth went back to her clit but there was no more teasing.This time, he wrapped it tight and sucked, soft at first then with more pressure as he thrust his finger deep.She whimpered as he did exactly what he’d told her he wanted to do.He feasted.

Once he dove in, he didn’t stop.He devoured.No more teasing.He took what he wanted and tossed her higher and higher toward what promised to be an earth-shattering orgasm.She moved her hands to her breasts, tweaking and tugging at her nipples in perfect cadence to the rhythm he’d set.

“Yes!Yes!Oh, God!Don’t stop.Don’t stop.Please, don’t stop!”

He slammed two fingers deep, curving them in a way that had him hitting her G-spot.She screamed, riding his fingers and tongue then trying to wiggle away.He never stopped, never eased.Then she was flying, nipples pinched tightly between her fingers as she came.Shep moaned as he moved his mouth down and licked around his pumping fingers.As she gasped and fought to regain control, he pressed soft kisses to her sex, fingers easing from her.

“Beautiful,” he whispered.

She glanced down her body, meeting his gaze and holding it.She didn’t fall in love.She didn’t believe in the whole love-at-first-sight thing.She believed in good old-fashioned lust at first sight, and she’d had that with Shep.But in that moment, there was a connection between them that was more than physical.It wasn’t love.She was adamant about that.But it was more than she’d expected, and from the look in his eyes, more than he’d expected, too.It was a beginning.Maybe of a brief affair.Maybe of something more.But a beginning nonetheless.

Chapter Five

“That was incredible,” she whispered, not knowing what else to say.

He smiled, and it made her think of a pirate.The golden hair, the big blue eyes, the tanned skin.He’d definitely pillaged and plundered her.The fine lines at the corners of his eyes and mouth gave proof to the fact he smiled.Often.She’d also seen the scars on his torso, healed wounds from knives and even a puckered gunshot wound or two.She recognized them, knew them for the battle scars they were.She liked that he wore both proudly.Found it incredibly sexy.

“I hope you’re up for more,” he said as he moved up the bed to lie beside her.There was no way to miss his bobbing erection, and she licked her lips, remembering the taste of him.

She stretched her arm to grab the roll of condoms she’d pulled out of the box earlier and tore off one.Ripping it open, she turned to him.He held his cock around the base, and she used both of her hands to roll the protection onto him.He leaned up to kiss her, slow and sweet and tender.He explored and tasted, his tongue stroking softly against hers.

He eased her back down onto the bed coming up over and shifting so that his legs were between hers.He continued kissing her, sipping from her lips as he moved his hips closer to hers, letting his sheathed cock glide between the still slick folds of her sex until it finally lodged at her opening.He pulled back from her lips, and holding her gaze, he eased inside her.

“Don’t close your eyes,” he ordered when her eyes fluttered shut.“Look at me.Let me see your pleasure.”

She moaned low in her throat.She held his gaze, panting for breath as he moved.Burying himself deep, he swiveled his hips and had her arching up into him, her fingers clenching where she held onto him.

She’d had sex, great sex, but no man had ever held her gaze with such intensity during the act, no man had ever forced the connection Shep was.Somehow, she knew he wouldn’t let her put this in the box and safely tuck it away.He would make her admit what they’d shared was more than just physical.Knowing that, scared the hell out of her.

He pulled almost completely out of her and then slammed back in, breaking her from her tumbled thoughts, so she focused solely on the here and now.

“That’s better,” he said as if he knew she’d been thinking outside the moment.

He pumped hard and fast, his cock plundering and owning her with every deep stroke.She had one leg locked at his hip, but she pulled the other one to her chest, easing it between them and holding it giving him the ability to hit deeper with every surge of his hips.

He took her lead and moved to his knees pushing her other leg forward so that they both nestled against her breasts.Taking the time to kiss both of her insteps he lifted them to his shoulders, and placing his palms on the back of her thighs, he began moving again, slow and easy now, letting them both adjust to the deeper penetration this angle allowed for.His cock flexed and throbbed inside her, and Stace lifted her hips from the bed using her feet on his shoulders to gain the leverage she needed.

He pumped, and she met him thrust for thrust.It was the most incredible fuck of her life, perhaps more due to the man she was with than the weapon he used.Shep was endowed, no complaints there, but it was the way he commanded her body, held her gaze, that made it so much more than she’d shared with any other.

It was as if he understood what she needed without her needing to vocalize it.He’d mentioned he was a giver, and he’d more than proved it with his impeccable oral skills.It was also safe to admit he knew exactly how to wield what he carried between his legs and bring her the ultimate pleasure.There was no control for her, no holding back.She cried out, her eyes automatically shutting, her head tilting back.In response, Shep slowed his thrusts, pulling them both back from the cliff they were flying toward.She wanted the promised orgasm.Needed it like she needed air.

“Please,” she said, caught somewhere between a plea and a demand.

“Open your eyes,” he commanded, and she did, looking immediately into his heavy-lidded gaze.“I want to see your eyes when you come,” he whispered and bent closer.

She spread her legs impossibly wider, dropping them back down by his hips as he closed the distance and took her mouth.The kiss was deep and sensual.As his tongue stroked and rubbed hers, his cock did the same to the walls of her sex.She realized the faster she got him to use his tongue the faster he moved his hips.Her arms wrapped around the back of his neck and held him to her while she sucked his tongue before stroking hers against it.Finally, they broke, breathless as he rode her hard and fast.

“Don’t drop my gaze,” he warned, and she couldn’t help wondering what he was doing to her.How would she ever walk away from a man who made her feel…everything?

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