I Like It A Bit Rough
BURNING IT DOWN!
His masculine fingers wrap around my throat; they are the hands of a man that works hard, powerful.
His other arm wraps around my waist and lifts me up, pinning me against his hard muscular body. He growls in my ear; no words, just a raw celebratory growl of an animal that knows his prey is trapped and all his.
My fingers automatically close around his wrists and stroke at his weathered skin. His body springs to life behind mine; he is pure energy and all I can do is hold on and hope that I don't spontaneous combust.
I feel small and vulnerable in his hands. His teeth bite into my earlobe and he drags the flesh into his mouth. His thumb causes my breathing to slow down until all I can take are deep, slow breaths, fighting for the little air he does allow me. His other hand forces its way in between my skin and my clothing, rubbing against the outside of my panties, stroking me between my lathered thighs. I can’t help but rock my hips. There is heat inside of him, an urgency born of lust and fire that has been simmering all day, a fire that he will use to torch me from the inside out and burn me down.
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His masculine fingers wrap around my throat; they are the hands of a man that works hard, powerful.
His other arm wraps around my waist and lifts me up, pinning me against his hard muscular body. He growls in my ear; no words, just a raw celebratory growl of an animal that knows his prey is trapped and all his.
My fingers automatically close around his wrists and stroke at his weathered skin. His body springs to life behind mine; he is pure energy and all I can do is hold on and hope that I don't spontaneous combust.
I feel small and vulnerable in his hands. His teeth bite into my earlobe and he drags the flesh into his mouth. His thumb causes my breathing to slow down until all I can take are deep, slow breaths, fighting for the little air he does allow me. His other hand forces its way in between my skin and my clothing, rubbing against the outside of my panties, stroking me between my lathered thighs. I can’t help but rock my hips. There is heat inside of him, an urgency born of lust and fire that has been simmering all day, a fire that he will use to torch me from the inside out and burn me down.
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51-55, F
