Sandy Lynn - Kiss and Tell

Seth watched Willow’s head fall backward, felt her hair tickling his thighs. Placing both hands on her hips, he tried to keep her movements slow.

Groaning, he knew he was in heaven when she lifted her hands to her own breasts. Cupping them, she teased him as she played with herself. His eyes were half-closed, as he enjoyed the show. One hand left her breast, resting behind her on his thigh. Above him, she arched her back, grinding against him as her golden hair fell between his legs. Long seconds later, he felt her nails scraping lightly against his balls. Her free hand moved to his and guided it to where they were joined.

Thrusting down, she guided his fingers to touch her, much as he had on their first night together.

“I love feeling you touch me,” she moaned, her movements speeding up as his fingers plucked at her clit.

She released him, her hands moving to score his chest.

“Please don’t ever stop touching me like this.” She cried out, her muscles tightening around him. “God, Seth, don’t stop.”

Her contractions pulled an orgasm from him. Thrusting as deeply as possible given their position, he growled as he came.

“Ah, love, you do not know what you do to me,” he whispered when he could speak again.

“Yes I do, because you have the same effect on me.” Snuggling down onto his chest she sighed. “I’ve never felt safer than I do in your arms.”

“I’m glad. You are truly a gift from the Moon Goddess to me.”

“Moon Goddess?” Her voice was low, sleepy.

“Sleep, my love. I will tell you that story another night.” Placing a tender kiss on her forehead, Seth pulled her hair back from her face when her breathing became even. Watching her sleep, he felt like the luckiest man in the world.