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control his hands as they slid down to cup her round ass and pulled
her hips against his. When she still didn’t push him away, he
backed her right into the closest wall. Ian only had two hands and
the wall would help press her entire body against his. The pressure
of her stomach against his erection felt amazing, but did little to
satisfy him. He needed her naked, stripped bare before him. He
wanted to taste not only her tongue but the skin of her breasts,
her stomach, and her inner thigh. He wanted to use his tongue to
send her to paradise before he surged into the tight opening he
knew would send him spinning after her.
    As he pressed her more firmly against him,
Kara moaned. The sound caused every muscle in his body to tingle in
awareness. He wanted her and these feelings of possession had only
ever surfaced with Kara. He longed for her to scream his name as
she came apart in his arms. He had to have her and not just once.
Now that she seemed open to his kisses and his touch would she be
open to more? Would she be open to everything?
    Kara was so shocked and turned on she didn’t
know what to do. She knew the shirt was too tight and she had
expected Ian to make some dirty remark, but this was beyond her
wildest dreams. Ian had walked her backward until her back was
pressed against the wall. His hands, which had been kneading her
bottom, slid up her sides and began toying with her breasts as he
pressed his erection into her stomach. She stood up onto her toes
trying to get the small thrusts of his hips to grind against the
apex of her thighs rather than her belly. She slid her hands up his
chest then up further and around his neck. Pressing her fingers
into his thick hair, held him to her.
    Ian groaned into her mouth and Kara felt the
vibration all through her body. He kept one hand on her breast, but
moved the other down, slowly past her waist, down her thigh. Kara
gasped again as he hitched her leg up and slightly bent his knees.
He wrapped her leg over his hip as he continued to flex against her
and she could feel the hardness of him behind the seam of his
zipper. As he ground into her, the friction was almost making her
eyes cross with pleasure. The clothes Meryl had lent her didn’t
provide much of a barrier and she felt the pressure and even the
roughness of the denim, as is ground against the thin cotton of her
leggings.
    Rotating his hips in a circular motion caused
him to press against her clit with every turn. She was shocked to
find she was fully dressed and on the verge of an orgasm as Ian
rubbed against her. She was so close to coming, her head rolled
back against the wall as she moaned. Ian didn’t stop his rhythm
when her head fell back, he continued to press into her as his lips
trailed down her neck. His hand on her breast caressed and fondled
until his thumb ran over her tight nipple. The sensation was so
sharp and sweet as it shot to her groin, her breath caught and her
head lifted.
    Ian caught her in his gaze as their eyes
locked. His pupils were dilated with desire and his chest moved
sharply up and down with his ragged breaths. He looked hungry,
almost desperate and needy. His eyes seemed to give her a
questioning look as he pulled on her hardened nipple with this
thumb and forefinger. She couldn’t stop her eyes from closing to
savor the sensation or the moan that escaped from her mouth. She
almost told him she wanted him, needed him but she was just able to
stop the words. He seemed to know though because he took her mouth
again and this time it was a hard, hungry kiss.
    Her leg was still around his waist and he was
still pumping into her. She knew if they were both naked, he would
be deep inside her and with the skills he was displaying, she would
have already come. She felt so sexy and desirable that if he backed
up a little, she would have stripped herself for his gaze and moved
into his arms so she could feel him press into her, flesh to flesh.
This was Ian, she knew he would have skills