Chasing Shade. Sommer Marsden

felt any kind of emotional connection. Let alone this…brushfire of feelings. It felt as if it could consume her.

      ‘Tell me,’ he said. He reared back, watched them touching. His arms trembled only slightly by her head and she turned her head and kissed his biceps. Then she licked them. He chuckled softly, his cock brushing over the split of her then. Her wetness creating a lovely sliding friction that had her panting his name again.

      ‘I don’t want to hurry but I need you…I need you in me,’ she blurted. There. She’d said it. And now –

      Now he made a rough noise and slid his hands along her hips, angled her, nudged her slit with the tip of his cock. Her body erupted in heat and desire. She shut her eyes but forced them open. She wanted to see Archie’s face when he entered her. Even if it was in shadows.

      He went slow. Slow enough that she wanted to grab his ass and yank him down but she didn’t. She gripped the bed sheets and lost herself in the feel of him filling her. Emotions swept over her with each added sensation. Her heart realised, in a breathless moment, how long she’d been without someone close to her. Intimate with her. It brought a tightness to her throat that made it difficult to swallow.