Page 54 of Dangerous Encore
She kisses me hard, her tongue sliding around mine, her thumb rubbingmytip.
I need to beinsideher.
I need to feel our bodiesconnecting.
The two of usasone.
All thatcheesyshit.
I bring my hands to her ass and pull her body onto mine. There. I find the zipper of her skirt, undo it, push the garment offherhips.
She steps outofit.
I undo the rest of her buttons and slide her blouse off hershoulders.
She reaches around to undoherbra.
Her eyes meet mine. There's a plea in them. It'shelp me stop thinkingas much as it'smakemecome.
For a second, I hesitate. If there's something burning a hole in Bella's brain, I want to know whatitis.
But Itrusther.
If she needs every thought butfuck me, Joelwiped from her mind, I'm more than happy tooblige.
I slide my hands to her hips and I lift her onto the kitchen counter. "Spreadyourlegs."
Shedoes.
"Touchyourself."
She stares back at me as she pushes her kneesapart.
Her beautiful brown eyes fill with desire. Her expression gets strong,confident.
Bella holds my gaze as her fingertips skimherclit.
The soft touch makes hershudder.
She goesharder.
Faster.
I watch pleasure spread overherface.
Her lips part withasigh.
Her shouldersshudder.
Her chestheaves.
Her eyes flutterclosed.
I can see her thoughts flying away with everygroan.
I watch her lips, her eyes, her hands, her tits,hercunt.
Fuck, I love watching her touchherself.
