Amaury's Hellion
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“Promises, promises.” She ran her fingernail over his chest, drawing a leisurely circle around his nipple. While his muscles were hard, his skin was surprisingly soft.
“You can take that promise to the bank; it’s as good as gold.”
“If I had a nickel for every promise—” She didn’t get any further, but instead found herself pinned down by his body, his warm mouth kissing her lips.
“Be still, chérie, and let me love you.” She’d never before heard him speak with such tenderness.
***
Amaury felt Nina’s warm body underneath him, her delectable breasts crushed into his chest. The heat from her body seeped into him and ignited his cells. The draw she had on him was irresistible. Her scent created a cocoon around him, as if to shield him from everything else. She was the only woman he wanted to be with.
His hunger for her was palpable now. With difficulty he pushed it back, not wanting to cheapen this experience with haste. This would be a memory they would both cherish, an event they would look back at with joy.
Had any other woman ever given him such joy, sent such pleasure through his body? Her soft moans and sighs alone stoked the fire burning in him.
Amaury settled between her trusting thighs and let the hard ridge of his cock stroke against her center. Even through the clothes he could feel her wetness and her heat, as she responded to him by undulating her hips. Oh, yes, the little firecracker wanted him just as much as he wanted her. Even without sensing her emotions, he knew this little fact with certainty. And she would have him.
He drew back slightly to give his hands a chance at palming her gorgeous tits. The hard nipples screamed to be touched. Erect little buds, pink and hard, greeted his fingertips.
“Promise me, you’ll never hide those from me under a bra.” He wanted those ripe fruits always accessible to his hungry hands, never impeded by any restricting garments. All they should ever feel were his hands caressing them, his lips kissing them, and his mouth suckling greedily. Maybe even his fangs taking blood from right there, feeding from her. His cock jerked violently at the erotic image.
“Don’t you like undressing me?” Nina was a tease, but he didn’t mind.
“Oh, I like undressing you, but I don’t want anything or anybody to cup those beautiful tits but me. I don’t want a bra having more contact with them than I will. I could get jealous.” And he would. He would be envious of the bra which would hold her twin globes all day as they bounced up and down. No, he should be the only one allowed to do that, to support her weight, to hold her, squeeze her, massage her.
“Is that an order?”
Amaury rubbed his fingertip over her nipple. “Let’s just call it a … suggestion.” He knew how little she would respond to an order.
Nina arched into his hand. “Any other … suggestions?” The sultry look she gave from under her lashes made his heart stop momentarily. Was she actually baiting him to make more demands? He had a few other requests tucked away which he wouldn’t mind her complying with.
“A few. If you’re up for them.” Slowly he kneaded the pliable flesh in his palm. Then his lips descended onto her silken skin, and he let them slide over her nipple. His tongue lapped against her flesh, and his breath followed, ghosting over her damp skin.
Nina gave a strangled moan while her nipple turned into a rock hard peak. “Are you trying to kill me?”
“On the contrary, I’ll make you feel more alive that you’ve ever been.” Briefly he looked up from his delicious task to meet her gaze. “And that’s a promise.”
And he’d keep that promise.
Minutes later he had them both stripped naked. Nothing could get in the way of his eager mouth and hands now.
He was teetering on the edge of his control when he had her body beneath his once more. Her arousal was like a beacon leading him to a long sought buried treasure. Amaury took a deep breath, inhaling her fragrance, letting it tease his nostrils, coat his tongue, and permeate his lungs. What sweet scent, what powerful drug she was to him.
For a moment he kept himself still above her, his weight braced on his knees and arms, as he took in the sights. Nina’s face was glistening, her honey curls rumpled, her eyes wide open, expectant, but not afraid.
“Please,” was all she said, but her actions said more. Her legs wrapped around his waist, and slowly she pulled him down to her until his erection settled at the entrance to her core.
Warm moisture greeted him, inviting him. His body coiled with tension, anticipating her tightness, her heat, as he held himself back for another second just to savor the moment. Amaury felt the rightness of his decision, the determination in himself of what he needed to do.
“You can take that promise to the bank; it’s as good as gold.”
“If I had a nickel for every promise—” She didn’t get any further, but instead found herself pinned down by his body, his warm mouth kissing her lips.
“Be still, chérie, and let me love you.” She’d never before heard him speak with such tenderness.
***
Amaury felt Nina’s warm body underneath him, her delectable breasts crushed into his chest. The heat from her body seeped into him and ignited his cells. The draw she had on him was irresistible. Her scent created a cocoon around him, as if to shield him from everything else. She was the only woman he wanted to be with.
His hunger for her was palpable now. With difficulty he pushed it back, not wanting to cheapen this experience with haste. This would be a memory they would both cherish, an event they would look back at with joy.
Had any other woman ever given him such joy, sent such pleasure through his body? Her soft moans and sighs alone stoked the fire burning in him.
Amaury settled between her trusting thighs and let the hard ridge of his cock stroke against her center. Even through the clothes he could feel her wetness and her heat, as she responded to him by undulating her hips. Oh, yes, the little firecracker wanted him just as much as he wanted her. Even without sensing her emotions, he knew this little fact with certainty. And she would have him.
He drew back slightly to give his hands a chance at palming her gorgeous tits. The hard nipples screamed to be touched. Erect little buds, pink and hard, greeted his fingertips.
“Promise me, you’ll never hide those from me under a bra.” He wanted those ripe fruits always accessible to his hungry hands, never impeded by any restricting garments. All they should ever feel were his hands caressing them, his lips kissing them, and his mouth suckling greedily. Maybe even his fangs taking blood from right there, feeding from her. His cock jerked violently at the erotic image.
“Don’t you like undressing me?” Nina was a tease, but he didn’t mind.
“Oh, I like undressing you, but I don’t want anything or anybody to cup those beautiful tits but me. I don’t want a bra having more contact with them than I will. I could get jealous.” And he would. He would be envious of the bra which would hold her twin globes all day as they bounced up and down. No, he should be the only one allowed to do that, to support her weight, to hold her, squeeze her, massage her.
“Is that an order?”
Amaury rubbed his fingertip over her nipple. “Let’s just call it a … suggestion.” He knew how little she would respond to an order.
Nina arched into his hand. “Any other … suggestions?” The sultry look she gave from under her lashes made his heart stop momentarily. Was she actually baiting him to make more demands? He had a few other requests tucked away which he wouldn’t mind her complying with.
“A few. If you’re up for them.” Slowly he kneaded the pliable flesh in his palm. Then his lips descended onto her silken skin, and he let them slide over her nipple. His tongue lapped against her flesh, and his breath followed, ghosting over her damp skin.
Nina gave a strangled moan while her nipple turned into a rock hard peak. “Are you trying to kill me?”
“On the contrary, I’ll make you feel more alive that you’ve ever been.” Briefly he looked up from his delicious task to meet her gaze. “And that’s a promise.”
And he’d keep that promise.
Minutes later he had them both stripped naked. Nothing could get in the way of his eager mouth and hands now.
He was teetering on the edge of his control when he had her body beneath his once more. Her arousal was like a beacon leading him to a long sought buried treasure. Amaury took a deep breath, inhaling her fragrance, letting it tease his nostrils, coat his tongue, and permeate his lungs. What sweet scent, what powerful drug she was to him.
For a moment he kept himself still above her, his weight braced on his knees and arms, as he took in the sights. Nina’s face was glistening, her honey curls rumpled, her eyes wide open, expectant, but not afraid.
“Please,” was all she said, but her actions said more. Her legs wrapped around his waist, and slowly she pulled him down to her until his erection settled at the entrance to her core.
Warm moisture greeted him, inviting him. His body coiled with tension, anticipating her tightness, her heat, as he held himself back for another second just to savor the moment. Amaury felt the rightness of his decision, the determination in himself of what he needed to do.
