Evoking Fire

Evelyn

My moan, which slipped past my lips, resounded in the kitchen, and another sound climbed up my throat as his lips, cool with the touch of ice, trailed along the delicate network of veins on my neck. His hand on my thigh tightened as his hips ground against mine, making sure I felt every bit of his hardness and the memory of him once inside of me, hard and throbbing came crashing over my mind.

God! Now that he was this close, I knew how much I missed the way he fucked me. His hard cock inside of me.

I was already so fucking aroused, and what made it worse was that I had missed feeling this wet. Only he could make me feel this way. Only he had the power to draw forth such raw desire from within me, every nerve tingling with anticipation, every pore slick with sweat, every inch of my being ablaze with need.

His grip on my thighs tightened as he pressed against me, coaxing forth a whimper and coaxing my eyelids shut in response.

I shouldn’t be enjoying this.

We were done! He broke