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Sea Sentinel, Ep. 1: From the Waters
Amber Heat, the erotic imprint of Amber Quill Press
Excerpt from Sea Sentinel, Ep. 1: From the Waters:
"Fuck me," she whispered urgently, as her hands moved to divest him of the silvery material covering the lower part of his body. His hands moved to cover them, halting her actions. She reached up and dragged his head downward, pressing her lips to his and sinking her tongue into the moist cavern of his mouth, pushing deeply, passionately inside. His hands loosened, and she hurried to push the material downward. God, he felt so good, so warm, smooth, and silky beneath her hands. Without breaking the kiss, she hurried to shed what remained of her own sodden clothing. Panties were quickly gone, followed by her bra. Her jeans, shirt, sneakers and socks had been lost in the ocean long ago in an effort to free their constriction. She was almost glad they were gone; it was less for her to contend with now. She pressed herself closer, need consuming her, rubbing against him. Touching his cock, she was again surprised by the feel of the ridges all along its length. He was hard and ready. Her pussy pulsed with the need to feel his unique length inside her, to feel him rippling against the walls of her vagina. She had a feeling his penis was going to make her feel things she had never felt before. He dropped a hand and she felt him at her slit, opening her, testing her slick entrance. Breaking the kiss, she shifted her stance, widening to allow him better access, and his fingers slid inside her. "Yes," she breathed, her hand still feathering over his length, enchanted by the feel of it. Guiding her, he lay her on the cool, wet, stone floor of what appeared to be a cavern. She didn't have time to look around; her body was hot and ready, desperate for his attention. Once he had her flat on her back, he spread her legs wide, splitting her as far as they would go. She shattered as she felt his mouth at her pussy, his long tongue licking her, sinking deep inside her, warm and teasing. His fingers stroked her, circled her clit as he lapped her juices. The pleasure she felt was too much and she burned for more, to have him inside her, to feel all that rippling flesh buried deep. Yet his mouth continued to work around and inside her, and she felt the tension building, fast and high, like molten lava ready to explode from a volcano. And erupt she did, jerking against his questing tongue, rising, feeling, wanting more, so much more. He moved up her body, licking a path across her mound, circling her navel, across the softness of her stomach, stopping to savor her nipples, the rising, firm peak of each breast. He sucked hard, and she gasped at the sensation. Her fingers moved over his face, his neck, across his shoulders, urging him on, needing him. She felt the tip of his fierce cock poised at the entrance of her engorged lips. He rubbed it along the needy slit, driving her higher yet again. She moaned with the need for him to take her, fuck her, claim her with that enormous, unusual prick between his legs. And then he did, sinking and widening her. She felt each ridge as he penetrated her, wanting more and more. "Yes," she cried, "yes, fill me. I need to feel you. Make me feel alive." The wide tip of his cock spread her sensitive opening as he surged forward, tunneling deep, claiming the void and emptiness that she had almost descended into never to know this kind of bliss again. She felt him drive deep and stop. She wound her legs around his hips, pushed against him, felt him burrow deeper still, filling her completely. His mouth claimed her lips, his tongue diving deep into her mouth, branding her with his searing heat. She sucked hard, pulling him deeper inside her mouth.
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