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Ruthless Acts
Amber Heat, the erotic imprint of Amber Quill Press
Excerpt from Ruthless Acts: "Touch yourself." His request was a growl deep in his chest, an indication of his arousal. He reached down to fist his thick penis as he watched her. She smiled and tilted her head back, gazing up at him through slitted lids. He knelt there like a thundering god between her outstretched legs. His hard, golden body absorbing the heated rays of the sun. His chest and abs rippled as he rasped out breaths, watching her. The bulge of his biceps tightened as he stroked his shaft. His cock jutted out proudly from a dark triangle of short wiry curls. The purple veins pulsed with blood, the hooded cap slitted and glistening with moisture. Elizabeth licked her lips and reached out to touch him, but he grabbed her wrist. "Pleasure yourself." He lowered her hand to rest atop her sensitive mound. "I want to see you make yourself come. I want to watch you." She couldn't resist him. Leaning back, she trailed the fingertips of one hand along the column of her throat and swirled over her passionately distended nipples, inhaling sharply at the sensation. A gentle breeze caressed her skin, arousing her more intensely. She could smell the scent of fresh pine from the trees nearby and the bed of needles beneath the clothing that cushioned her body. It was almost as though she could smell the sunlight as she drifted her other hand down between the fleshy, engorged lips of her pussy She watched Isandro masturbate as she circled her thumb over her stiffened clit, arching at the intense arousal the touch elicited. She spread her lips and sank two fingers into her heated core, shuddered at the sensation, and then it became even more intense as Isandro stroked her sensitive, inner thigh with his strong, callused hand, urging her on. "Yes," he whispered, "just like that." Her fingers grew more urgent at his encouragement, at his touch, as she watched his thick shaft engorge even more. The hand stroking her thigh joined the rhythm of her slick fingers as they entered and retreated inside her body, driving her higher and higher. She was a flame burning out of control, lost in the passion of the moment, unable to feel the ground beneath her. Closing her eyes, concentrating on the pleasure, on the vision of Isandro, her fingers thrust hard, her hips, unable to deny the pleasure, arched and dropped, building a rhythm of their own, answering the primal need building and consuming her. She gasped and her eyes flew open as she felt Isandro lift her legs and plant her feet flat on the ground, widening her, watching her, and her juices flowed faster, driving her higher. She was close, so very close. And she could see in his eyes that he knew it as well. Suddenly, he reached out and touched her hard, little bud and she screamed as she convulsed, pulsing with pleasure, throb after throb of searing desire coursing through her. She gasped as he pulled her hands away, lifted her hips and sank his tongue deep inside her, sucking at her juices, causing her to come again, fast on the heels of the orgasm she had just experienced. She spun out of control as he sucked, his tongue twirling over her sensitive clitoris, driving deep inside her again and again, lapping at her slick inner lips. She couldn't catch her breath as he kept her at the pinnacle of need. She pumped her hips against his mouth, needing him deeper. He pulled back and nipped at her inner thighs and then she felt his fingers inside her, stretching her, curling and stroking at that sweet spot, until she couldn't stand it for one second more.
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