Eugenia Riley - The Boy Toy

All maidenly restraint left her. “Take off your shirt,” she ordered hoarsely.

“Yes, ma’am.”

Proudly he complied, all but ripping off his shirt, and she had to wince as she drank him in. He was positively gorgeous, his chest tan and lean, with a sprinkling of downy golden hair swirling downward to disappear beneath his belt buckle.

Appearing thrilled by her unabashed inspection, he unclasped her bra. Wetting a finger, he traced tormenting circles over her hyperaroused nipples, and she shuddered in ecstasy. Just when she thought he could take her no higher, he sucked her nipple into his mouth and bit down gently. A sound of raw abandon was torn from her. Grunting his satisfaction, he sucked and nipped at both breasts, while she panted and arched her back. Finally he caught her close, crushing her against his naked chest. His body felt fabulous, so warm and muscular against her own.

His hands slid boldly up her stockinged thighs, until he had hiked her skirt high above her waist. Allison writhed with flagrant suggestiveness.

Expression intense, Pete was staring down at her hips and legs clad in sheer lacy panties, sexy black garter belt and stockings. When he touched her bare inner thigh she arched against him wantonly. “You’re not taking off that garter belt, woman.” He touched her mound through her bikinis and she cried out softly. “I want to see all of that hot black lace as I drive into you.” He tugged at the wispy fabric of her crotch. “But it’ll be a damn shame to rip off these pretty panties.”

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