A Settler's Wife's Dreams (Erotic Romance, Romantic Erotica, Erotic Historical Romance) Read Online Free Page B
Author: Ashley Olsen
slight opening in her mouth gave him the access he needed to dip inside. Taking advantage of it, he let his tongue sink into her mouth.
While his mouth seduced hers, his fingers went to work tagging at the drawstrings that held her pants up. With a slight hiss, the canvas fabric fell to the floor leaving her only in her shirt. She moaned when he separated their lips.
“Easy.” He soothed as he drew her shirt over her head to finally leave her naked.
“So beautiful.” He murmured as he kissed her shoulder, then slightly nipped at her skin causing her to whimper. He asked, “Is this what you want?”
“Yessss.” She hissed, her finger clutching onto his shirt. Bending slightly, he kissed his way down her chest. The position was uncomfortable since compared to him she was much shorter but her whimper of approval when he finally set his lips on her breast was well worth the small twinges in his back.
She tasted as sweet as she looked. Her skin still had the lingering taste of the tangerine scented soap they used. Usually he was too eager to enjoy the pleasure between her legs but today he was determined to give every inch of her body the same attention. Her nipples beaded against his tongue as flicked and soothed it.
“That feels so good.” She arched her back begging him to take more, her fingers rifling through his blond hair.
Slowly he realized that he really liked her response to his attentions. It wasn’t the same pleasure as her warm heat. It was a different kind of pleasure – but a pleasure nonetheless and enough to make him harder than a board. Instead of throwing her on the table and immediately easing his way into her, he turned his attention to the other breast.
Keeping his mouth still on her breast, he gently he picked her up by the hips and set her on the table in the middle of the cabin. His hands soothed over her thighs, enjoying the silkiness of her skin as he suckled at her breast.
“Please!” She murmured huskily. Instead of easing his fingers between her thighs as she expected, he released her breast then pushed her till she lay on the hard wood. Tenderly he set her feet on the table, her soles on the wood and her knees spread in supplication. He could tell she was feeling slightly self conscious by how she moved her palms to cover the thatch of hair that covered her sweet paradise.
“You’re so beautiful.” He said as he pushed those hands away.
God! She was beautiful. He just wanted to plunge himself into that valley between and never leave. But today was about making his woman happy. He heard Lisa’s shocked gasp when he fitted his finger between her nether lips but was too intent on his task. She whimpered when he soothed that beaded nub and wailed when he played it with rapid flicks. Her sweet essence coated his finger when he spread it through her slight and her tight conclave convulsed over the tip when he eased it in. By the time he started to move that finger in her womanly warmth she was thrashing on the table like a woman possessed, pulling on his hair and begging him to take her, “Frank, please! Please!”
His lips widening in a prideful smile, Frank pushed in another finger. Within moments her thighs were trembling and she was yelping as for the first time in their married life, Lisa came.
For a more saintly man the pleasure of seeing his woman so sated would have been enough. But Frank was no saint and the sight of her lying on the table so sated, her eyes closed and her legs spread was too much. He tagged her closer to the edge of the table with one hand as the other hand pushed his pants down.
She opened her eyes licking her lush lips as he carefully guided himself into her. She was well lubricated and his passage in was easy. She tagged him down to lie over her, wrapping her arms around her neck as he pushed into her deeper. The feeling of being inside Lisa was indescribable. She was as tight as a warm gloved hand squeezing at him.
He was sure that his coarse
While his mouth seduced hers, his fingers went to work tagging at the drawstrings that held her pants up. With a slight hiss, the canvas fabric fell to the floor leaving her only in her shirt. She moaned when he separated their lips.
“Easy.” He soothed as he drew her shirt over her head to finally leave her naked.
“So beautiful.” He murmured as he kissed her shoulder, then slightly nipped at her skin causing her to whimper. He asked, “Is this what you want?”
“Yessss.” She hissed, her finger clutching onto his shirt. Bending slightly, he kissed his way down her chest. The position was uncomfortable since compared to him she was much shorter but her whimper of approval when he finally set his lips on her breast was well worth the small twinges in his back.
She tasted as sweet as she looked. Her skin still had the lingering taste of the tangerine scented soap they used. Usually he was too eager to enjoy the pleasure between her legs but today he was determined to give every inch of her body the same attention. Her nipples beaded against his tongue as flicked and soothed it.
“That feels so good.” She arched her back begging him to take more, her fingers rifling through his blond hair.
Slowly he realized that he really liked her response to his attentions. It wasn’t the same pleasure as her warm heat. It was a different kind of pleasure – but a pleasure nonetheless and enough to make him harder than a board. Instead of throwing her on the table and immediately easing his way into her, he turned his attention to the other breast.
Keeping his mouth still on her breast, he gently he picked her up by the hips and set her on the table in the middle of the cabin. His hands soothed over her thighs, enjoying the silkiness of her skin as he suckled at her breast.
“Please!” She murmured huskily. Instead of easing his fingers between her thighs as she expected, he released her breast then pushed her till she lay on the hard wood. Tenderly he set her feet on the table, her soles on the wood and her knees spread in supplication. He could tell she was feeling slightly self conscious by how she moved her palms to cover the thatch of hair that covered her sweet paradise.
“You’re so beautiful.” He said as he pushed those hands away.
God! She was beautiful. He just wanted to plunge himself into that valley between and never leave. But today was about making his woman happy. He heard Lisa’s shocked gasp when he fitted his finger between her nether lips but was too intent on his task. She whimpered when he soothed that beaded nub and wailed when he played it with rapid flicks. Her sweet essence coated his finger when he spread it through her slight and her tight conclave convulsed over the tip when he eased it in. By the time he started to move that finger in her womanly warmth she was thrashing on the table like a woman possessed, pulling on his hair and begging him to take her, “Frank, please! Please!”
His lips widening in a prideful smile, Frank pushed in another finger. Within moments her thighs were trembling and she was yelping as for the first time in their married life, Lisa came.
For a more saintly man the pleasure of seeing his woman so sated would have been enough. But Frank was no saint and the sight of her lying on the table so sated, her eyes closed and her legs spread was too much. He tagged her closer to the edge of the table with one hand as the other hand pushed his pants down.
She opened her eyes licking her lush lips as he carefully guided himself into her. She was well lubricated and his passage in was easy. She tagged him down to lie over her, wrapping her arms around her neck as he pushed into her deeper. The feeling of being inside Lisa was indescribable. She was as tight as a warm gloved hand squeezing at him.
He was sure that his coarse
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