“Thought you’d like it.” She managed a silky smile.
“Love it.” Expert fingers made their way between the damp laces at her groin. “You’re so smooth and soaking wet.” He gently caressed her slick swelling then eased a finger inside her tightness.
Michelle whispered his name and her senses reeled as if short-circuited as he began to stroke her. All her fears, all her inhibitions left her at that instant. She was a woman, all woman needing her man.#p#分页标题#e#
With one hand, Erik reached out and pulled the bedspread off the bed and dropped it to the carpet behind them. He tugged Michelle down and spread her out on the soft covering. He positioned himself over her, supporting his weight on his knees and elbows on either side of her body.
His eyes took their fill of the sexy, slender woman under him, the white lace pooled about her narrow waist, her long legs and velvety thighs trembling with anticipation. He gazed at the black eyes burning like bright marble, the smooth lips—wet and swollen from his kisses.
As he admired his wife, Erik felt a great wrenching in his chest as something unlocked in his heart and soul, sending ripples of excitement flickering through his veins. This driving need, this powerful maddening emotion was new to him. He never dreamed he could need any woman as violently as he needed this one. Michelle’s love for him was like a rich flowing river, sweet and full of enticement. He dropped his mouth to hers. “Feed me, wife. I’m hungry.”
The torment in his voice uncapped a tidal wave of passion in Michelle. She knew at that instant that she could please him, give him the love he needed like no other woman could. She would love him with everything she was and everything she would ever be.
With hysterical delight rising inside her, Michelle ran her hands across his muscled chest and tangled her searching fingers in the matted hairs on his stomach. As he sucked the honey from her mouth and kneaded the tender flesh of her breasts in his palm, her hands caressed every inch of his powerful granite body. She fondled his tight buns, molding and shaping them in her hands. She gently raked her fingers up his back and shoulders, then down his sides and back to his belly. Lower. He sucked desperate air into his lungs and shuddered above her when her fingers brushed across his erection. She curled her fingers around him, barely spanning him.
“So big,” she whispered, pushing back the tight skin and touching her fingers to the pearly drop that had escaped his body. She wiped the moisture along his rigid length, tenderly stroking him until his breathing came in a continuous flood of hard panting breaths.
Erik rose up, grabbed the lacy teddy in his hands and with one swipe of his wrists, he ripped it down the front and let it fall on either side of her hips. He gazed at the damp smooth area of her feminine delights, then lowering his head, he proceeded to act out a lascivious fantasy.
His hands slowly explored the softness of her inner thighs. Then he parted the slick folds of her womanhood and gazed in wonder at her. She was rosy pink and beautiful. He leaned in and placed his lips on her, kissing her tender flesh, stroking his tongue against her and inside her, lapping up her delicious juices that poured like warm honey into his mouth.
The pungent scent rising from her body, the thrusting of her hips against his face, and the moans of climactic ecstasy coming from her throat, drove Erik over the edge. He’d always been a man who took great pride in his mastery of self-control. He wanted to prolong her pleasure before taking her, but she’d driven him crazy. He couldn’t wait a minute more for her love. He rose up, spread her thighs, and knelt between them.
“It’s time,” he rasped, lowering his body to hers.
Heat rippled under Michelle’s skin as flushes of lust and love inched through her veins. She was ready for her man—her husband. But as she glanced down to where his sex hovered just inches from hers, fear made her close her eyes and hold her breath. “It’s not gonna fit, Erik,” she squeaked.
“Look at me,” he whispered, his mouth close to hers.
The scent of her woman’s juices, musky and heady, lingered on his warm breath. She obeyed his soft command and their eyes locked at the initial contact of naked flesh against naked flesh.#p#分页标题#e#
“We’ll make it fit.” Rolling his hips from side to side, he rubbed his hard length against her little swollen knob of ecstasy until she writhed and hissed like a snake. “Tell me you love me.”
“I love you, Erik.”
“Trust that love and know I won’t hurt you. Now, reach down and guide me.”
With trembling fingers, Michelle reached between them. He drew back his hips to give her room. He was so hard and hot in her palm. She’d never felt anything this splendid before. She guided the broad tip to her wet opening and gasped at the sharp pleasure it brought her. A wanton madness overtook her senses and needing to have the column of pulsing flesh inside her, Michelle threw her arms around her husband’s shoulders and raised her hips to him.