Feminine VOLUPTUOUS [Erotic Romance]

CHAPTER ELEVEN:

I fresh up, waiting for that thick thick. Her last text said she was on her way. I'm not ever pushy or offer a woman to stay the night together. The way I'm feeling, I'm not only thinking about tonight.

Let's just go with the flow...

She did a quick stop at her house for her needs and will be here any minute. My dick's practically going to fall off. I had a case of some bad blue balls, but I tugged the shit out of it in the shower. Fuck it! It will help me from blowing too fast, but I can barely hold the tip from thinking about her now!

When the knocks hit my door, I opened it to the brightest blue eyes. Her black trench coat tightly wrapped around her. Before I could close the door, she slams it, and pushes me back.

Her blue captivated me as we walked backward. The bed hits my calves, and I sit bouncing on the bed. She shyly starts to open her coat, unbuttoning peaks of flesh. It flows down her body so very slowly. Inch by inch as lace back underwear stands, the see-through delicate material of an under nipple bra and sexy boy shorts.

She's so fucking perky to my gaze. Pointed pink nipples down to the tremble of a pouch in the middle, slight soft rolls, to the hourglass curve around her thick hips. All the curved ratio so noticeable that my lips form a loud FUCK before I realize it!

She smirks as her hand rubs down my chest. Gliding at the tattoos and lines of my definition. I'm already throbbing in my gray sweats.

Call a guy prepared!

Her nail tips bite my tight strained muscles. My abs flex as she reaches the V shape in between. I'm full of sexual tension watching her fingers. I ache to touch her back.

"Damn, Kitty, you weren't playing!"

I lean forward as my lips enclose around one of the pointed nipples. Lifted and crushed under her lace bra. Totally meant to be sucked and licked by my attention.

I growl tightly.

"Phillip, make me purr!" She demands.

Our eyes connect. So primal. The heat burns as I fiercely fight every desire within a minute.

But first.

I grab her dainty hand. My arm lifts forcing her to do a slow spin for me. My eyes traveled through every inch of her sexy stance. The desire flamed in my pupils. I bite my fucking tongue! Those firm hefty cheeks beg for a bite..

So I do.

Marking her ass with my teeth.

She yelps until I start tonguing at her skin, needing her to bend all the way over.

Instead.

I turned her around again.

That vision is irresistible. I'm tongue tied. Completely in masculine mode. There's nothing like a woman in her pure feminine form, especially when it's directed to your confidence.

"Bring that kitty to me, I need some cream."

She laughs until I start to move up the bed. My domination in effect. My face is ready and willing.

Then I saw it.

Her confidence starts to waiver. Her eyes look at me in defiance. I'm not taking "NO" or the guilt of responsibility for my actions.

I need it!

You can't tell a good boy NO!

I remember my conversation with Mike about his dying wish, and I'm practically holding on with HOPE.

Fuck CPR!

"Now, Vanna, here!" I point to my face, "I want that Kitty purring!"