Chapter 179 Her Body
Chapter 179: Her Body.
Ethan
I caressed her skin, just like the first time I made love to her.
My lips kissed every inch of her, I inhaled the scent of her neck, and my body reacted. I felt my p***s growing larger and larger under my underwear, so erect it hurt. A kind of pain only men understand.
Clara’s hands caressed my abdomen, as my lips tasted near her collarbone.
I heard her let out soft gasps, which only excited me more.
“It feels so good,” she whispered weakly.
“You feel good, my love.”
My hands gripped her waist, not so gently. We were both at that point where caresses became more intense. I moved my hands down to her buttocks and squeezed them, pulling her close and letting my body brush against hers with lust.
One of my hands slides down her lower belly, following a path to her center. Two of my fingers slip inside lightly, and I feel the wetness of her v****a, a fluid, that magical lubrication that makes her perfect.
“You’re so wet,” I whisper.
She pulls back slightly, and I see her face… her flushed cheeks, her slightly parted lips, her shining eyes.
“I want to feel your lips all over my body,” her request is an order to me.
I hug her roughly, press my mouth to her collarbone, and begin kissing her intensely.
I feel her breasts against my chest. There’s a touch of coolness to her skin; it feels soft. I want to kiss them and bite them at the same time, mark her like an animal, let everyone know
she belongs to me.
Her moans were driving me crazy, almost blind, deaf… it’s something I have to control, because if I lose control, I’ll cross lines with her, but… she’s my woman, she’s mine… with her
can cross any line in the world.
“Oh, shit. Come here.”
I placed my hands behind her neck, her hair between my fingers, and that way I could
Chapter 179 Her Body
dominate her. I kissed her, kissed her mouth, sucking hard on her lower lip.
I opened my eyes; I wanted to see her, I wanted to see her expressions… one of my hands went to her neck and I pressed her against the wall.
The moment that concrete touched her back, I looked into her eyes and said, “You’re my woman, Clara. You’ve always been my woman.”
She bites her lower lip. I stick out my tongue and run it over her lips; she parts her mouth slightly, and at that moment I slip my tongue inside, needing to feel her from within.
Her tongue peeked out tentatively, and I captured it immediately, sucking on it, savoring it…. she let me feel it. I could feel her breathing through her mouth, her breath brushing against my face.
My mouth traced her skin, leaving a trail. It warmed me to see those small, red circles all over her chest. I leaned over her, slowly moving until I reached her breasts. Her breasts, another of her weaknesses. I knew that if I took just one of her n*****s, Clara would become even more
aroused,
Her n*****s are soft, tasteless, yet somehow, they have a taste. It’s one of the strangest sensations to describe. Her whole body is like a work of art. One to be appreciated, slowly… with time, it can be observed, examined in detail, appreciated. With her, I do it using all my senses: my eyes, my touch, everything…
I took both her breasts; they fit in the palm of my hand. I squeezed them so that her n*****5
became more prominent.
She gasped at my touch, swallowed loudly, and bit her lips. I brought her breasts together and took both n*****s in my mouth. She gripped the back of my neck and pressed my face against her body, but there was no tenderness. She was already in the mode of that woman only I wanted to see, and could see.
“Like that, do it like that…”
I let her guide my face, my mouth… with her hands, I brought my mouth to one of her n*****s, then the other.
I watched her face as she did this, her eyes closed, just feeling. Out of nowhere, I felt her take my face and lower it. I understood perfectly.
“Kiss me more… do it on my clitoris.” Her words were commands to me, so I simply let myself go.
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