Zara's second chance (one more time 1)

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: General Erotica  |  House: Booksiesilk Classic Group

An Erotic, Contemporary Romance Excerpt

His scent was like an aphrodisiac, she could not get enough. Without her knowledge, her hand moved in a small circular motion against his back while they swayed to the rhythm of the soft music. She felt him shiver.

She liked the feel of his chest against her tummy and chest. It caused her nipples to pucker into hard little diamonds, her tummy to quiver with desire, and her wet pussy to clench in emptiness.

She felt breathless, almost lightheaded, and she hoped he didn’t notice her condition. When she lifted her head to look at him, she saw his desire in his eyes. It made his beautiful hazel eyes go almost darker.

“I have a confession to make, Zara.” His voice was hoarse with desire.

“Yes?” she squeaked.

“I feel so weak and I get turned on at the same time when I’m in your arms, sweetheart. You’re the sexiest little thing I’ve ever seen!”

Her heart pounded so fast and hard, she couldn’t say anything, only moan, which drove Peter to wrap his arms around her. He pulled her so close to him that she became a part of him.

“I’m going to kiss you now, sweetheart,” declared Peter.

When she looked into his eyes, Zara lost it and before she could agree, Peter kissed her. It wasn’t a light kiss. It was the kind of kiss she expected and craved. He actually ravaged her mouth. He plunged his tongue into her mouth to devour, and she moaned. Still, she didn’t try to stop him. Instead, she wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him closer. She raked her fingers through his thick hair.

She couldn’t deny it, she wanted him as much as her next breath of air. When he pulled away from her, she panted like she couldn’t get enough oxygen in her lungs. Slowly she opened her eyes to look at Peter. His eyes were half closed and he was shaking. His lips moist and slightly parted, he also gasped for breath.

“What’s wrong?” she softly moaned.

He got hold of her hands. “We need to have a serious talk, Zara!” he said. Leading her to the couch, he faced her.

“About what?”

“You’re important to me. I want you to stay with me tonight, sweetheart.” He kissed her sweetly on the lips. “And I’m not talking about a one-night stand.”

She felt safe as well as comfortable with Peter. It felt like no one could hurt her while she was in his arms. She wanted him any way she could get him.

She lowered her eyes. “I don’t know what to think right now. Then again, I’m willing to try,” she added with a whisper.

She thought her heart was going to pop out of her chest. Could she hope? She drew in a deep breath and smelled his scent. This small gesture seemed to calm her down. It seemed to give her more confidence.

She wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him closer. “Do you need me to give you a signal, big boy?” she murmured in his ear as she gave him a quick nip at his earlobe.

Suddenly, he sat down on the couch and she found herself on his lap. She straddled him, face-to-face and chest against chest. She didn’t take her eyes from him. A myriad of emotions passed on his beautiful face. Without breaking eye contact with her, he began to slowly pull down the zipper on the back of her dress.

Peter pulled the dress down gently as he set her arms free along the way with such gentleness, like he was undressing a baby.

He leaned in and kissed her neck and shoulder. His kisses were light and just skimmed the surface of her skin. When his lips touched her nipple, he sucked it into his mouth. She fisted her hand in his hair and thrust her breasts out. She totally lost it.

“Yes, please, suck them harder,” she moaned.

She felt the thick length of Peter’s cock between her legs push up through his trousers. She felt wicked as she started to grind herself against him. He groaned her name as he pinched her nipple from one hand while he sucked the other.

“You like that, don’t you, sweetheart?”

She groaned. The harder he sucked, the louder she moaned and the harder she ground against him. It felt so good....

Submitted: September 11, 2014

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