Baser Urges | By : PersephoneCorelli Category: Anita Blake > Het Views: 4613 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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The feel of his tongue brushing over my lower lip has me closing my eyes. Reaching my tongue out to his, I moan low in my throat as he kisses me deeply. His hands grip my hips and bring me flush against him. The feel of him hard against my stomach makes my muscles tighten in response. I run my hands up his back and into his hair. I usually prefer long hair on my men but Edward’s is so soft I couldn’t care less. I pull gently on the strands and suck lightly on his tongue. Hearing his moan sets my body on fire. The kiss becomes frantic. A mating of lips, tongue and teeth. We fall onto the bed with Edward sprawled on top of me. I jolt in pain as I fall hard on my gun. ‘OUCH!’ I push Edward to the side and sit up. He places a hand on my thigh.
“What’s wrong?” I reach and grab my gun to show him with one hand and massage the pain with the other. He grins. “That didn’t feel good.” I roll my eyes at his idiotic statement. “No, Edward, it really felt awesome. Want to try?” He takes my gun and sets it on the floor. The heat from his hand was burning into my flesh as he idly stroked up and down. The sight and feel of his fingers brushing so close to where I so desperately wanted to feel them and moving away, was teasing me into a frenzy. I push him back on the bed and devour his mouth. He tastes so good and I can’t get enough. My senses are reeling at the feel of his hard body pressed under mine. I grow impatient with the clothes and rip his shirt down the front. Edward pulls back from the kiss. “Repeat session?” I grin up at him. “Hopefully this one doesn’t get interrupted.” His gaze darkens with arousal. “I will personally shoot anyone or anything that dares interrupt.” I lick his chest and blow on the wet spot. “I’ll hold you to that.” I lightly suck each nipple and lick down his chest to his navel. I teasingly run my tongue along the edge of his pants and grin at his sharp intake of breath. I start to unbutton him as he pulls me up and under. I feel a pang of disappointment but am to eager to continue and don’t mind for long. His hands cup my jaw and he kisses me long and deep. Nibbling my lips and working his way to my neck. He grabs my shirt and rips it down the front. “That’s three shirts you owe me.” Excuse me?? “Three, I believe I only ripped two.” Edward smiles. “Yes but this one…” He gestures at the shirt I am currently wearing. “is mine as well.” I look at him in disbelief. “You are not holding me responsible for you ripping your own shirts. What you do with your belongings is not my problem.” The sentence ends on a gasp as his takes my nipple into his mouth. I arch my back and cup his head to make him take more of my breast. He lavishes attention on one and then the other going so slowly that I break out in a sweat. I can hardly believe the reaction my body is having and I can’t even blame the ardeur. Chills run up and down my spine as Edward pulls my shorts down my legs, leaving me in nothing but a black, lacy thong. I learned that, once you get used to it, they are very comfortable. The look of surprise on Edward’s face made me very glad to be wearing them. My breath hitched in my throat as he teasingly ran his fingers over the apex of my thighs. “Nice underwear.” Edward gives me a very male smile. “But I’d like them even better on the floor.” Before I could react, that’s exactly where they were. Damn, the man can move. I jerk in reaction as he lightly rubs his fingertip along my opening. He chuckles as he feels how wet I am for him. “Fuck Anita…” I interrupt “That was what was happening until you stopped.” I breathe in sharply as his finger caresses my clit. “Was?” He starts to pull his hand away. "Then maybe I should stop.” I hold his hand in place. “No! If you stop, I’ll find my gun and shoot you!” Edward pushes two fingers inside me, making my body buck under his hand. “Well, if you’re going to put a gun to my head…” As he rams his fingers inside of me, he gives me a bruising kiss. His tongue mimics each thrust of his fingers. The pace increases until I come hard against his hand, my hands pulling the sheets off the bed in the process.While AFF and its agents attempt to remove all illegal works from the site as quickly and thoroughly as possible, there is always the possibility that some submissions may be overlooked or dismissed in error. The AFF system includes a rigorous and complex abuse control system in order to prevent improper use of the AFF service, and we hope that its deployment indicates a good-faith effort to eliminate any illegal material on the site in a fair and unbiased manner. This abuse control system is run in accordance with the strict guidelines specified above.
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