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Flint felt a dark and heavy load lift from his shoulders with her words. Kendra was giving him the chance he so desperately needed. He couldn’t imagine what he’d done lately to deserve it, but he was sure as hell glad. Maybe his karma had built up from his years as a public defender. He certainly wasn’t going to waste a second questioning why.
Flint took her arms and linked them behind his neck before leaning down and claiming her lips. Her lips felt as soft and juicy as he’d remembered. His heart thudded as she opened her mouth eagerly to his ravenous onslaught. Kendra tasted like no woman he’d ever kissed before. It drove him mad and immediately had him so hard and thick he throbbed.
He wanted her. Desperately.
“Kendra,” Flint said with a groan as he tore his lips from hers moments later, his breathing ragged. “You’re making me insane. I don’t know how you do what you do to me. Please don’t ever stop.”
He slid his hands underneath her shirt and heard the quick catch of her breath. Instead of stopping him, she placed her hands over his and guided them up her stomach until her heavy breasts filled his hands. She closed her eyes and moaned.
He felt her nipples peak into hard, tight tips as he grazed them with his fingertips.
“The things I want to do to you, Kendra.” He nibbled her ear and told her how deep and hard he wanted to fuck her. How she drove him crazy with need. How she made him so hard and stiff he couldn’t get enough of her sweet, tight pussy.
Flint’s hands let go of her breasts to strip off his jeans, revealing every tight and hard toned muscle. Kendra stared in awe. There wasn’t a trace of fat; he was all ripped and rock solid. She was having a hard time wrapping her mind around the fact that this man…this incredibly hot, sexy male wanted her as his. For keeps, he’d said…
He turned to step into the shower, leaving Kendra with a view of his broad upper back and shoulders covered from one side to the other with the Steel Infidels tattoo and his tight, perfect ass. All she could do was stare. His raw masculinity left her breathless.
After turning on the water and adjusting the temperature, he turned and held out his hand to her. The look on his face spelled an intent that sent a coil of need tightening within her belly. Oh shit! Her hair would get all messed up and his bandage couldn’t get wet. All the reasons why she shouldn’t strip off her shirt and step into the shower with him ran through her mind.
Screw it! No way in hell was she turning him down. A woman would be insane to even think about it. She tugged her flannel shirt over her head and took his hand. Flint smiled and drew her under the water with him.
He pulled her close and turned her around so that he could leisurely soap her back, his warm hands lathering the slippery bar over her shoulders and down her arms. He drew her back against him and reached around to soap her stomach and down between her legs. Kendra closed her eyes and braced her arms against the tile wall of the shower for support.
Flint put down the bar of soap and massaged her breasts, kneading their fleshy mounds and tugging on the nipples. “Have I told you how much I love your big nipples?” he mumbled into her shoulder.
“Yes,” Kendra gasped. “But you can tell me again.”
“Good,” he replied. “Because I love talking about them. There are so many ways to describe your nipples. Rigid…swollen… turgid…irresistible.” With each word, he squeezed the tips and rolled them between his finger and thumb. Kendra melted into him, afraid her legs were going to crumble out from under her.
Flint nibbled on her neck, moving one hand from her nipple and down her stomach. His hand slid further still and cupped her sex, pressing her back against him. Kendra whimpered when his fingers parted her swollen, wet pussy lips. He found her clit and rubbed it in circles. “Oh God! Flint,” she panted.
Trapped between the tile wall and his rock-hard body, Kendra felt her senses swim, overwhelmed by his male dominance. Tucked between the globes of her buttocks was the unmistakable length of his straining erection and he felt even harder, bigger than she remembered. Kendra writhed against him. The carnal movement caused him to swell even thicker. She wantonly pushed and undulated her ass into Flint again.
“Are you wet yet, Kendra? Because I’m already rock-hard for you,” Flint growled with his lips in her ear. If her pussy wasn’t already soaking wet with desire, it would have been after his words. She loved it when he talked dirty.
He moved her slightly to the side and out of the direct spray of the water. Kneeling down behind her, he spread her ass cheeks wide with his hands. His tongue settled over her slit before lapping up and down her wet entrance. Kendra’s thighs trembled and she was grateful when he tightened his grip on her ass to hold her steady. Flint stroked her pussy with his tongue like he couldn’t get enough of her.
“Oh!” she cried out. “Flint! What are you doing?”
Instead of answering, he buried his face deeper into her ass and worked his tongue into her pussy. Kendra’s mouth opened in soundless ecstasy as he swept his tongue from her pussy lips all the way up to her ass.
She gasped when he licked her there, not expecting something so carnal and wickedly taboo. Flint was driving her insane. She didn’t want it to stop. Kendra ground her ass into his face and moaned in appreciation.
Flint stroked a finger into her slit and drew her hot juices up to lubricate her ass. He lifted his head and slowly inserted a finger into her tight anal ring, bit by bit, giving her time to relax and adjust before going all the way in. Kendra gasped at the delicious feeling of fullness. Damn! No man had ever done that to her before. She was amazed at how good it felt. Flint continued to take her places she’d never been sexually. She bit her lips to keep from crying out.
“Don’t hold back,” he gritted out. “Every sound you make drives me fucking insane.”
Everything faded except for the feel of Flint’s hands as he fucked her ass and pussy forcefully with his fingers. At that moment, nothing mattered to Kendra but the unbelievable sensations Flint was invoking in her. When she thought she couldn’t stand up a minute longer without crumbling into a heap, he withdrew his fingers and nudged her feet further apart.
Flint bent her slightly forward with her hands against the tile wall. “Spread your legs, sweetheart,” he said. “I can’t wait a second longer.” Before he finished his sentence, he had already thrust himself into her slippery, hot pussy with a loud grunt. With another short thrust, he was buried all the way up to the hilt.
Kendra cried out loudly this time at the deep contact, the sound echoing off the tile walls. Her pussy gripped his cock and Flint groaned deeply in appreciation. He began to move, fucking her hard with powerful, long thrusts. His arm wrapped around her stomach so she wouldn’t slip.
Kendra closed her eyes, hearing nothing but the sound of Flint ravaging her pussy, his labored breathing as he fought to maintain control, and the loud smacks of his cock into her juicy wetness.
“I can’t believe how fucking good you feel!” Flint muttered, his thrusts becoming more primal and savage. “You’re driving me out of my mind.” He sank in as deeply as possible and they both gasped for breath. “Tell me what you need,” he said before leaning down and biting her shoulder sharply. “Anything you want.”
“Just fuck me, Flint,” Kendra panted out between breaths. “Hard and fast.”
He slammed into her roughly, causing her breasts to swing wildly. “Oh yes, that’s good,” Kendra gasped. “That’s it,” she babbled, almost out of her mind with the overwhelming sensations racking her body. “Oh God!”
Flint slid his hand down her stomach and parted her pussy lips to reveal her clit. Flint rubbed the sensitive nub vigorously while ramming into her from behind with loud grunts. He increased the pressure on her clit while murmuring in her ear. “Scream my name,” he urged, his hips moving faster. “Scream my name when you come for me.”
One more powerful thrust and her orgasm hit her. “Flint!” she yelled, unraveling in a pool of bliss. “I’m coming! Flint! Fuck! Fuck!”
That was all it took for Flint to become completely undone. He came deep inside her with a loud shout, his cock throbbing and twitching with each pulse. Kendra’s pussy walls clenched and unclenched around him, milking him until there was nothing left.
Instead of pulling out, he stayed deep inside her. “Don’t move,” he whispered. “I’m not ready to let you go.” Nuzzling her neck, he reached up to lovingly caress her breast. “Not ever.”