Raine Delight/Devon Falls: Red Hot Magic

Aspen Mountain Press

He waited until she pointed to the door leading out of the kitchen. Raven couldn’t talk, much less breathe as she pointed him to her bedroom. It was never like this with anyone else and she couldn’t believe how electrified she felt! She sighed in delight as his arms tightened at the sight of her bedroom…all ready for some serious love play, with a love swing in one corner and the silk scarves on her bed in addition to the mirror right behind the headboard. She heard the door slam shut with ra rousing bang!
She looked at her bedroom with new eyes; instinctively she knew she was waiting for this man in her heart.
“Wow sweetness, you are my kind of woman you know that?” He said as he laid her down on the bed making her aware at the strength radiating inside him. He was whipcord strong, she saw the cords in his arms flex as he leaned over her to nibble on her lips. She was trying to figure out the feeling she saw in his eyes but before she could puzzle it out, he was whipping out the silk scarves and tying her hands to either bedpost.
Shocked yet aroused green eyes looked into passionate blue ones as he tightened the scarves to just a degree where they didn’t hurt her but kept her immobile.
As he slid his hands down either side of her, they brushed the under swell of her breasts and the nipples puckered up even more. She felt them aching for a touch, a lick, anything he would give her before the night is through.
Smiling, he tugged at the pointed nipple thru her dress. With each tug, she was gasping in delight. As she felt the answering tug deep in her loins, she was soon wishing for something more from him. He slid his palms under the top of her dress. Soon it was yanked down to expose her aching full breasts to his aroused gaze.
He was drowning in need. When he saw those perfect globes with the cherry tipped nipples, Jean-Claude fought the need to bury deep inside her and come hard and fast. The nipples were big and pointed with her excitement, they begged for his touch yet he took his time and made sure to tease her with feather light caresses all over. Soon, he had her whimpering as need raced through them and he could not deny himself a taste any longer.
Raven arched as his lips settled over one nipple while his hand played with her other. Sensations raced through her, passionate and erotic, she closed her eyes to give herself over to his masterful touches. He licked, sucked and tugged at her nipples, alternating between them both. Moaning her body was a withering mass of need and wanting, with her juices soaking her panties, the scent of her passion rising in the air, her control melted like chocolate on a hot burner.
“My god, you are exquisite. I need you so much yet I don’t want to rush anything.” Jean-Claude said as he slid the dress over her hips groaning at the soaked thong she was wearing. He inhaled, the scent of her juices rose into his lungs, filling him with lust and love. With her thigh high stockings and shoes still on, he was aware at how tremulous his control remained. It was almost painful as his erection strained to get free and sink into her hot, wet core. Yet he waited and slowly shrugged his shirt off and tried to calm his raging desire.