Authors: Lauren Dane
has been filled with you. All of my dreams, each breath. All you. Will you let me give
you forever, Tess? Can you give it to me in return?”
She took a deep breath. “Yes.”
“Thank god!” Grinning, he moved his hands to the waist of her jeans and quickly
undid them, shoving them down her legs.
The dam of longing between them broke and suddenly it was all hands and mouths
and teeth and writhing as they sought to divest each other of clothing.
Greedily, he took her mouth in a kiss so devastating that she went weak over it. His lips brushed hers and then seduced her mouth open, tongue flowing inside to slide
sinuously over hers.
Roving hands found her breasts, rolling and pinching the nipples until she was
trembling with need. His cock thrust through her fist, the sticky warmth of his pre-cum
spread to her belly.
“Inside me,” she gasped. “If you don’t fuck me now I’ll die.”
“Just a little death,” he said with a chuckle and spun her body, pushing her stuff on
the table to the side and laying her on it, legs dangling off the side. “I’ve dreamt of that
beautiful pussy every day. I’m going to eat you first, then I’ll fuck you. We may even
make it to your bed. I can’t make promises just yet.”
“Oh dear,” she whispered as he leaned over her and put her hands above her head
and had her grasp the far end of the table.
“Hold on, Tess, my love.”
She didn’t have time to laugh as he spread her legs wide and pulled the lips of her
pussy apart. He blew softly over that swollen, wet flesh and she whimpered.
“That’s the way, baby. I want you writhing and whimpering. I’ve waited so long for this.” Two fingers slid into her cunt as his tongue slowly circled her clit. He hooked the
fingers and found her sweet spot, making her cry out with pleasure and arch into his
face.
No more words from him then as he got down to the very serious work of eating her
pussy. He loved the way she tasted, loved the way she felt against his lips and tongue.
Her response to him—that sweet and genuine reaction—was soothing and sensual at the
same time. His Tess was flame against his mouth but real. So fucking sexy.
Her clit hardened and swelled and he could no longer deny the lure of that little silver ring. Taking it between his teeth, he tugged it gently and followed up with a
stroke to the underside of her clit with rapid flicks of his tongue.
She was close. The trembling of her thighs told him that. He made her this way.
Triumph and possessiveness roared through him as orgasm hit her and he claimed her
heart and soul.
“You got some mad skills there,” she gasped.
God he’d missed her sense of humor. “Yeah, I’m wicked skilled.” He rolled the
condom on one-handed as she sat up and moved her ass to the edge of the table. Good
thing it was oak and heavy or it may not have been up to the beating it was taking.
“Oh!”
He slid into her completely. God, had anything ever felt this good before? Her
pussy was made for him, her body made to fit against his. Her legs wrapped around his
waist, opening her fully and pulling him closer.
“And the right height, too. We’ll have to move it to the house. I don’t think my table
is very good for fucking.” He grunted as he began to slowly thrust into her.
“Yes, my Grandma Marshall’s oak table will look right at home in your dining room
that’s larger than my entire house.”
“Oh hush. It’s our house and our dining room and I rather like this table. Now let
me fuck you. I’ve been dreaming of this for two months now.”
Putting her palms flat on the table behind her body, she arched her back and received him. Her gaze bore straight into his, right into his heart and soul.
“You’ll need one of those hands. I want you to make yourself come. I did so love
watching you do that when we were in our cabin.”
Sucking her finger to wet it, she slid a hand down to her pussy and stroked over her
clit, gasping and moaning as she played with the ring.
“I love the way your cunt grips me when you do that.” He moved to take a nipple
between his teeth, his tongue stroking it as he bit down gently.
The fat head of his cock stroked inside her, making her nerves sing in time to the
mouth on her nipple and the fingers on her clit. His unique smell filled her senses.
Leaning down, she kissed the top of his head, his cool, silky hair against her lips.
She couldn’t wait, she was a terrible masturbator because she never made herself
wait. Her orgasm broke around his cock and she loved the way he groaned. Knowing
she affected him that way touched her deeply. Made her feel like a goddess.
“My god, your cunt is like a fucking fist. Hold on, baby.”
Putting her hands back where they’d been before, she arched and took him into
herself over and over. Tiny ripples of orgasmic pleasure rolled through her with each
thrust of his cock.
He thrust so hard and so deep that her breasts began to bounce and her breath
caught as she saw the look on his face as he watched. So much desire for her.
“Yes, oh yeah. I love you, Tess.” The words left his mouth followed by one last,
deep thrust as he came.
Moments later, he pulled out and pressed a kiss to her collarbone. “I’ll be right back
and then I think we should order pizza to refuel. ‘Cause then I’m going to fuck you
proper-like in your bed. I’ve got a wad of condoms and a cock that can’t seem to get enough of you. Are you up for the challenge?” He grinned but then got a bit serious. “It will be hard sometimes, you know, being my wife. But I’m dedicated to you, Tess. We’ll
make it work.”
She hopped off the table and tiptoed up to kiss him. “We will. ‘Cause I’ll have to kill
you if we don’t.” Winking, she sashayed past him to the phone and joy surged through
him at his unexpected fortune.
About the Author
Lauren Dane been writing stories since she was able to use a pencil, and before that
she used to tell them to people. Of course, she still talks nonstop, but now she’s decided
to try and make a go of being a writer. And so here she is. She still loves to write, and
through wonderful fate and good fortune, she’s able to share what she writes with others
now. It’s a wonderful life!
The basics: Lauren is a mom, a partner, a best friend and a daughter. Living in the
rainy but beautiful Pacific Northwest, she spends her late evenings writing like a fiend
when she finally wrestles all of her kids to bed.
Lauren welcomes comments from readers. You can find her website and email
address on her author bio page at
www.ellorascave.com
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Also by Lauren Dane
A Touch of Fae
Cascadia Wolves: Enforcer
Triad
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