hands palmed her ass and squeezed as he lifted up to meet his piston like movements.
Every pore, every fiber of her body was attuned to his touch, his cock, his tongue as he assaulted her with every inch of his flesh.
"Oh Ava, let go, let go, I'll catch you, sweetheart."
He kissed her hard and deep, then lowered his mouth to her hard nipples. He sucked on one so hard her vagina clenched and throbbed with pleasure.
"I'm with you babe, squeeze me with those hot sweet walls of yours. I've been dreaming of fucking you since I woke up this morning. Have you thought about fucking me too, Ava? Did you dream of my cock pushing inside you, making you scream, turning you inside out?"
"Yes, yes all day. I was wet with wanting you Shane. I need you to fuck me now, I'm coming. Oh, Shane."
Their bodies stilled and readied themselves for the ultimate connection.
Shane threw back his head, his neck veins bulging as his cock seemed to swell more inside her pussy. The hot rush of his cum penetrated through her. She heard cries of pleasure and realized both of them had screamed their release.
He collapsed on top of her, his cock still swollen and inside her, and Ava smiled.
She loved Shane Sullivan.
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Chapter Six
She watched his hand burrow in his back pocket and pull out a handful of condoms. He winked and threw them on the bed next to her. “Don't go away, I'll be right back,” he kissed her hard and fast, then left the room.
She sat up, naked, disheveled and replete and for the first time in her life, Ava knew what it meant to be happy. Being married to Richard had been a routine affair, fairly satisfying at the time, yet Ava had no idea what she'd missed, until now, until Shane. Unashamed of her nakedness, she felt beautiful because of Shane.
"What are you thinking?” A glass of wine was placed in her hand.
She looked up at him. “I'm thinking you're too far away. Come closer."
He nodded and sat on the bed, took a healthy gulp of wine, and set it on the side table.
"How close?"
Ava took the initiative, grabbed his hands to pull him closer, opened her mouth and let him feast. It was a liberating sensation to take what she wanted.
"Ready for a private party?"
"I'm ready for anything.” She lay back on the bed, hungry for his touch.
A pair of leather restraints appeared in his hand. He rose to his knees, playfully swinging them back and forth in front of her. “Ever been tied up?"
"No,” she answered. Her heart pounded, electricity coursed through her vein and burned like a hot wire. “But I think I'm about to find out."
That smile nearly sent her over the edge. “I promise not to hurt you, Ava. I swear."
"I know you won't.” She believed him.
As he bound her wrists and ankles to the bed posts, Ava noticed that the restraints weren't tight, just firm enough to keep her in one position—on her back. She trusted Shane in a way that she'd never trusted Richard.
Ava watched hypnotized as he shed his clothes, slowly, deliberately. She never tired of sex with Shane. When his cock sprang free, long and pressed up against his flat stomach, Ava anticipated a night of long, hard loving, and she craved all that Shane had to offer.
"Your body is a banquet and I'm going to savor every delectable inch of you like a feast."
He kissed her hard, and tasted like wine and sex. Ava opened her mouth and drank the essence of grape from his lips much as a woman possessed, while Shane made his way down her body. She moaned in frustration when he rose from the bed, and then returned quickly with the glass of wine and slowly dribbled it onto her nipples and down to her navel.
"I'm going to lick and suck every drop of wine from your warm flesh until you beg for mercy."
Yes, suck me, take me, and lick every inch of me. She barely managed a nod when he lowered his head and sipped. Sensations engulfed and paralyzed her as his mouth possessed and weakened her. The scent of grapes surrounded her, until she