European Secrets (Madrid - Vol. One) Read Online Free

curled around his waist. His
fingers were warm as they entered her, first one, then two. She
arched her hips, and he dropped to his knees and kissed her thighs,
still teasing her with his fingertips until his lips replaced them.
He flicked his tongue over her rapidly, enjoying the moan it
released from her. As his fingers entered her again, she spread
wider. He sank deeper into her, hungry for her.
     
    “ Fuck me,” she begged him.
     
    He stood and took his
cock in his hand, but held back. “Tease me first,” he ordered,
staring down at her breasts that curved to the bedroom ceiling. He
moved her ass farther up the desk, so she lay on it fully. She
obliged, opening her legs for him, and moving her hands down her
body. She stopped to finger her nipples as he stared.
     
    “ More,” he demanded, his eyes following the movement of her
fingers. She found her pussy wet between her legs and began to
touch herself, sliding her fingers into her opening and up over her
clit. He looked on with his cock in his hand. His eyes consumed
her.

    “ I
want you inside me,” she whispered, opening herself with one hand
and fingering with the other. His stare aroused her as much as his
hands and lips.

    “ No,
more,” he insisted, rubbing his cock a little faster. He moved
closer and inserted his finger into her as she touched herself, and
she sighed at the sensation of being opened farther.
     
    “ Yes,” he replied, aroused by how the rapid movement of her
own fingers were sending shivers through her. Her body tensed and
strained as her fingertips swirled.
     
    “ But
I want to come with you inside me,” she replied, exhaling as a
thicker wave of pleasure rolled over her.
     
    “ We
have all night, Annie,” he corrected, probing her deeper with two
fingers. “I want to see you come.”
     
    She loved this game.
His dominance and determination, and his insistence on watching
her. She came as he fucked her with his eyes and fingers, and
gripped the sides of the desk as it rippled through her. The feel
of her body tense with climax dissolved his restraint, and he
pulled her forward as she wrapped her legs around his waist again.
He teased her opening with his cock, rubbing it against her and
almost entering her. She grasped his arms; a silent plea for him to
thrust into her. She closed her eyes and exhaled sharply as he met
her need, at last. He held her legs wide open, allowing himself the
lust of feeling her clasping tightly around him. She felt her body
slide under the cool wood veneer as he raised her higher and pushed
into her faster, digging into her thighs and watching her.
     
    Gently he pulled her off the desk and turned her around, then
kicked her legs wider and pushed her back down, so she was more
open to him .
     
    “ Annie,” he whispered as he took her. “I'm going to fuck you
until you scream. Don't move.”
     
    She
moaned, holding tight to the edge of the table as he slammed
against her. She wanted to thrust back into him; she wanted all of
him, now. He felt her need and teased her, withdrawing, then
pushing deeper again. He rolled his hips and moved persistently and
rhythmically. He wouldn't go faster, he wouldn't go slower, just
steady. Deeper, as his balls slapped against her .
     
    She
wanted to scream; to wake the hotel guests and let the world know
how well he fucked her .
     
    He groaned as she
clenched again, enjoying how tight and wet she was around his
thickness. His warm, large hands held her hips and squeezed her
breasts, pinching her nipples as he thrust into her. She shook at
the conflict of fulfilment and frustration as her orgasm built
inside her again, slowly curling between her legs and unfolding.
Her fingers flexed and twitched as it worked through every part of
her. The swirling pressure of pleasure that waxed and waned as he
drove harder, then eased. Every nerve in her body was concentrated
on his movement and the ache of desire for me. She was waiting to
come, but didn’t want it to