HERO ADRIFT

Abby felt the jolt of desire rage through her and set up an answering throbbing in her clit when he touched her breasts. Good lord, he was like a fever in her blood with his intoxicating kisses and touches. When his hands moved back to her breasts and he plucked at her nipples, she felt her legs begin to quiver. She pushed his shirt, which she'd finished unbuttoning before he began his sensual assault on her breasts, off him and managed to unbuckle and unzip his pants. She could see the outline of his erect cock through his plain white boxer briefs. She traced it with her fingers and was rewarded by his all-over body shiver. Her eyesight skidded back up his chest and saw the wicked looking scar on his right shoulder. It looked new and just a bit angry. She started to touch it but he stopped her by taking her hand in his and carrying it to his mouth. He nibbled on her fingers and she sighed just before her eyelids started to lower as if against her will.

"May I love you?" he whispered.

"Oh yes," she replied.

His body reacted to the soft answer as if heavy chains had just loosed an anchor. Her underwear and his were torn away and he pulled her down on top of him as he knealt on the floor.

Although their foreplay had been short it had been intense and she was as rabid for him as he apparently was for her. He took long enough to dig a condom out of his pocket and put it on with brisk efficiency.

"Ah, I do so love a man who comes prepared," she said. Her laugh at his smile quickly turned to a groan when put his hands under her buttocks and lifted her so her legs were spread wide and resting against his hips. She wrapped her arms around his neck and the result was that their bodies were perfectly aligned. When he seated himself deep inside her wet pussy she felt closer to him than she had to any other man. A rippling sigh escaped and she felt the give and take of her inner muscles as she adjusted to the wonderful size and heat of him.

It only took three thrusts until she found her release. His groan of satisfaction matched her cry as they plummeted over the edge of release together.

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