Elisa D´Angelo
His hands roamed my back, sending flames all over my skin. My body trembled against his, while his lips traced the curve of my neck.
Then his hands moved to my breasts, fondling them, caressing them with reverence. I arched my back, and he slowly pushed my back against the mattress. Lying me on the bed. He towered over me and kissed one of my breasts, latching his lips around my n****e, sending a ripple of pleasure all over my body.
I arched again, trying to give him more of me, all of me. Then I made a noise, one that I never thought I would do… It was mewling, wanton. My breathing became labored while he kissed his way up and nibbled at my ear, kissing a spot I had no idea existed. “You are beautiful, mate… Mine…” he said, and I gasped. The words, the way he was clai
