Taking His Woman
The Sinclair Men, 2
Chris Sinclair broke Erica’s heart. The only woman he has ever loved. Since that awful moment he has spent every waking moment thinking about her and wishing he could have another chance.
Erica cannot forget the love she felt at the hands of Chris, but her memories are plagued by his betrayal after he took her innocence. When they meet again, the attraction is as strong as ever. But Erica refuses to give herself easily to the man who broke her heart.
When Chris’s father is rushed to the hospital, Erica and Chris learn how quickly life can change. Instead of dwelling on the past they move into a future together. But how long can they last? With Erica’s desires increasing, can she find it in her heart to completely trust Chris or will they be doomed to repeat the past?
Be Warned: spanking
Chris removed his belt, then his pants until he stood before her in his bare skin. She cried out. Her hands encircled his cock. He thrust her hands away from his body, going to his knees in front of her. Chris took first one foot and then the next, removing her sandals. Bringing her foot to his lips, he kissed the delicate soles of her feet. She lay back as he kissed his way up her body on one leg before changing to her other leg.
“What’s the matter, baby?”
“Touch me. I can’t wait any more.”
Their time apart melted away. They were the two people back in his hotel room with no pain between them. Chris opened her legs, staring at her beautiful pussy. Her blonde curls were slightly darker. She kept herself neatly trimmed. Her juice coated her slit, leaking out onto the bed.
He slipped a finger between her folds, inside her body. She was tight, hot, and soaking wet. Erica cried out when he added a second finger. Chris fucked her body, getting her to accept his fingers. His cock was thick, and he didn’t want to hurt her.
“How does that feel?” he asked.
“More. Please, I need more.”
“My woman is being greedy.” He smiled, loving her openness.
“Always for you.”
He pressed his fingers harder inside her, leaning down and licking her clit. Her scream sounded wonderful to him. He wanted her clawing at the sheets with the release he intended to give her.
Erica had missed this. Chris had a way with her body that she could never understand. He flicked her clit and fucked her cunt. She bit her lip, her fingers sinking into the blanket and holding on as her body grew hungrier for the release that only he could give her.
He nibbled, sucked, and licked at her bud. She felt every different action of his skilful tongue. She got closer to the point of no return. Erica had missed her time with Chris. He captured her in so many different ways.
“Come for me, baby. Let me hear you scream your pleasure.”
A third finger was added to her pussy. She felt stretched, wound so tightly she felt like she was going to burst.
His attentions never left her clit. The flicking intensified, making her climb higher and higher.
“Chris.” She yelled his name, not caring how unladylike she sounded. Erica ground her hips against his face, prolonging her orgasm.
Before she had time to come back down from her high, Chris moved her up the bed. She watched as he grabbed a condom, put one on, and sank deep inside her.
“So fucking tight.”
Erica wrapped her arms around his back, holding on as he made love to her. He pulled out of her so only the head of his cock remained before ramming inside in a hard thrust. The depth of his cock bumping her cervix made her pleasure mingle with the sharp point of pain. The sensation was intoxicating to her. He grasped her hands, holding them above her head. She couldn’t move. He plunged inside her, over and over again taking her to the peak but denying her the edge of release.