Page 103 of Stars in Mist

She held his pulsating member between her lips, sucking him, her tongue lapping the underside of his shaft.

Riv panted as she worked the head with her suction, her tongue caressing the tip.

He groaned, his back arching.

She caressed his heavy balls, making them tighten, working his heated flesh at the same time.

Riv gasped, ‘Oh, Élisa.’

She kept on torturing him, holding his shaft inside her cheek, taking him deep into her mouth.

‘Oh, Sweet Eden, woman,’ he moaned, his body shaking, his thighs quivering.

With a guttural cry, he convulsed, pumping his hips as thick spurts of silver jetted from his tip, filling her mouth.

Élisa moaned, welcoming his essence.

She didn’t stop stroking and squeezing his length, giving him jolts of pleasure until he was wrecked. He slumped back, body slack against the rock.

His muscled chest heaved as he reached a hand to stroke her face. ‘Woman, I love you so much.

She pulled away from him, smiling. Standing up in the pool, Élisa wrapped her arms around his neck.

She kissed him, her mouth sweet and sensual.

‘I never stopped loving you, my Sableman,’ she murmured.

Riv held her close, kissing her, his hands on her back, running them all over her, still energized and hard for her.

‘I can’t get enough of you,’ he groaned as desire hit all over again. ‘Élisa, I need you again.’

She touched his face, caressing it, her lips against his. ‘We’re making up for lost years of lovemaking, and I’m here for it.’

She sank back into the pool and spread her thighs, her hips tilted. He surged forward, stroking her mound.

Moaning, her hips thrust forward as Riv slid one thick finger into her pussy, working it.

Élisa gasped, jerking. ‘Oh, yes,’ she moaned, her hips rolling.

He slid a second digit into her, driving it deep into her, caressing her sensitive walls.

She sobbed, moving her hips in a wanton dance, ‘Riv, more.’

His white-irised eyes flashing, he added a third finger, thrusting, filling her deep.

Riv massaged and kneaded her aching flesh, undoing her.

She exclaimed, and he shot her a self-satisfied half smile on his luscious lips as she shuddered in ecstasy, her waist bucking.

Riv slid his fingers from her quivering slit and licked them.

She wrapped her arms around his shoulders, her mouth bound to his. ‘Riv. Make love to me.

‘Whatever theKiaMalkiawants.’

With a rumble of his chest, he glided his throbbing turgidity into her, filling her.

Élisa gasped, her waist thrusting, her pelvis writhing.

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