Page 65 of Tempt

Turning her head, she presses her lips to mine, and she lifts one hand, combing her fingers through my hair. Holding my head in place, I immediately feel her tongue trail along the seam of my lips.

It’d been too long since I’ve had her hands and lips on me, too long.

“This is so much better than food,” Kyra says against my lips, before wrapping her legs up and over my hips.

I have to agree.

Pulling back I reach up and grip the collar of my shirt, pulling it up and over my head. Tossing it to the floor I move my mouth quickly back to hers.

Her hands running along my sides and over my back as we kiss, like it's our first time and neither of us can't get enough.

Damn I missed her mouth.

“So much better than food,” I agree, gripping her hip and then sliding it upward taking her shirt with me.

The second I feel the lace of her bra against my fingertips I move, my heart racing with the anticipation of more. I can feel her nipple harden beneath my finger and I roll it, making her moan.

Breaking our kiss and lowering my head I bite at the hardened bud through the lace. Kyra moans, pushing her chest upward I suck and feel myself grow hard.

“You like that?”

“Yes,” her hands cup the back of my head, holding me to her chest. “God, yes.”

I smile at the neediness in her voice.

With my hands I unclasp her bra and allow it to fall open, moving my mouth from one nipple to the other to tease her. Her hips gyrating and pressing up to mine seeking friction.

“Hook your legs around me,” I say this as I wrap my arms around her upper body. “Hold on to me tight, baby.”

She doesn’t protest, as I stand, she wraps herself around me like a spider monkey.

Fuck she feels good.

Carrying her into my bedroom I lower her to the mattress, and she still doesn’t release me. I chuckle when she calls to me like her life depends on it.

I know the feeling. I feel like it's been a lifetime.

Reaching around my waist I unlink her feet and stand looking down at her.

Kyra is panting, her bare chest, and hard nipples exposed, with her lips swollen from our kiss, is a beautiful site.

“You are incredible,” I tell her as she shoulders out of her shirt and bra, then moves on to her pants.

I watch, taking in every inch of her, not wanting to miss a thing.

When she is bare, I kneel before her and pull her hips to the edge of the bed.

The second I lean in and drag my tongue along her center, her legs part further and her hands go to my head. Her fingers gripping my hair as she holds me in place, and I give and give until she is screaming my name and falling apart at the mercy of my mouth. She trembles, as she grinds her hips upward and I continue to feast on her until she can’t take another swipe of my tongue.

Climbing up her body once more, I hover above her.

Positioning my hardness against her wetness, I shift my hips and enter her warmth. The intimacy of this moment hits me, and I lay over her, cupping her face with my hand, I press my mouth to hers.

Thrusting deeper, her lips part and I slip my tongue inside, matching the motions of my hips.

Her legs go around me once more, as her heels dig into my ass.

“Baby,” I say, having so many other things running through my mind that I want to say. Only the feeling of her snuggly wrapped around me, pulling me into her over and over is clouding my thoughts.

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