Strange Love 11 Sweetest sin

Joslyn's heart was completely shattered no matter how tightly she squeezed her eyes shut, she couldn't avoid hearing the hurt and pain in his voice. She had never wanted to hurt someone she loved so deeply, so bad. When his lips pressed softly onto hers again, she didn't fight it. With a soft restrained sigh, she gave in to the soft teasing of his lips. He released her lips and began trailing kisses across her jaw and down her neck, still clinging tightly to the hands over her head. A light shiver ran through her body as he slid his tongue back up her neck after showering down to her shoulder with kisses. She couldn't contain the loud moan that escaped her when he took her whole ear lobe into his mouth and sucked. Before she could fully recover, he recaptured her mouth in a deep intense kiss. She moaned against his mouth as he lifted his hips and began pushing her legs apart with his knees. Once he was satisfied with the position of her legs he broke the kiss and sat back onto his calves. He pulled her into a sitting position in front of him, releasing her hands only long enough to pull her sheer nightgown over her head. As soon as the material was gathered around her wrists he pulled it tightly to bound them together.

"Russ?" She looked slightly shocked and extremely surprised by the action.

He laughed huskily, her now bound wrists in hand, "I can't let you escape again." As he recaptured her mouth; he could feel her tension fading. He gently pushed her back onto the bed, not breaking the kiss. He could feel her body arching up to meet his. He broke the kiss and took a few seconds to enjoy the look of her swollen lips and passion hazed eyes before he clenched her hands tighter and swiftly captured her nipple in his mouth. A sharply inhaled moan and the scent of her pleasure brought a smile to his face. He bit and suckled her nipple harder and was rewarded with another loud moan. She crashed her pelvis against his stomach as she arched farther into his mouth. He slid his free hand down her side until he felt the elastic band of her underwear. He moved his attention over to her other breast, nipping the swollen bud before fully sucking it into his mouth. Another loud moan escaped her as her hips squirmed against his stomach, wordlessly begging him for more, releasing even more of the sweet aroma that marked her pleasure. He released her nipple and reclaim her mouth once again. It was already slightly open in a pant, making it easy for him to slip his tongue inside. As he deepened the kiss, he began tracing the waistband of her underwear with his ring finger. She moaned against his mouth. This time when she arched into him, he slid his hand completely under the lace material. He held her hands down with more force as she tried to pull free. She bucked against his hand and completely abandoned the kiss as he began to trace circles onto the tender bud of her clit. He smiled down at her as she began to move against his hand, her head still back, her wrist still twisting and tugging for freedom of his grip.

Joslyn's thoughts were no longer trying to fight against the blissful assault to her body. Every neuron of her body had become focused on the sensations he was causing. Her voice rang in her own ears before she had even realized she had spoken, "Russ! PLEASE!"

Her hoarse impatient words were his undoing. He released her wrist and began kissing a fiery trail down her neck, across both breasts taking a second to nip each nipple as he went. He nipped a trail along her ribcage, then licked his way over to her navel. He began thrusting his tongue in and out of her navel matching the rhythm of his tongue with the smooth rhythm of his fingers in and out of her body. He could feel her body begin to tremble as she panted harder and harder. With a husky laugh and one quick kiss to her navel, he moved farther down her body. When his lips made it to her hip, she began squirming away from him.

"Ah, now we can't have this." He shot her a crooked smile and a wink. Her eyes locked with his as he removed his fingers from inside her and gripped her hips with both hands. he shot her a wicked grin as he quickly dipped his head and took the strap of her underwear into his mouth. With one speedy bite and jerk of his head, the strap broke apart. Without hesitation and still gripping her hips tightly, he did the same thing to the strap on her other hip. Another loud pant escaped her mouth as she involuntarily arched her back up toward him again, still watching him intensely. He sent her a victorious full faced smile as he took full advantage of her lifted hips. He grabbed onto her lifted behind and brought his mouth crashing down onto her sex, repeating the action he had been doing with his hands minutes ago.

Her body began to thrash against him violently as the light trimmers rolling through her body became mind-blowing quakes. Wrists still bound, she tangled her fingers into his hair, unsure if she wanted to push him down into her farther or pull his mouth back up to hers. Her body pressed harder into him as he glided one hand from her behind around to slide a finger back into her body. With his tongue working skillfully against the bud of her sex and his fingers falling into a quick steady rhythm, Joslyn's body exploded into her first orgasm of the night.... her first orgasm of a very long time. Before the trimmers had even begun to subside, she felt his weight shift between her legs and his hands move up to her waist. It took her by surprise when he lifted her up and sat her back down onto his lap slowly guiding her onto the head of his manhood. [When did he remove his clothes?!] her thoughts were quickly forgotten, though as Russ gently pressed against the entrance of her heated core teasingly. Using one hand to balance her by wrapping it around her waist, he quickly used the other to lock her still bound wrists behind his neck. With one quick flick of his hips, he plunged deep into her core. Joslyn threw her head back and cried out against the discomfort as her body fought to quickly adjust to his intruding organ.

He began placing wet kisses against her neck and shoulder as he gave her some time to adjust to his size. When she rolled her head around to give him better access to her throat, he began to slowly move inside of her.

"Ah, Ruuussss!" she tried maneuvering her wrists in order to get a better grip on his shoulders, but no matter what she did she couldn't, so she just tangled her fingers into his hair once again. She nipped and kissed and sucked his neck as he began to pick up speed. He tangled one of his hands into her hair. Using a tight grip he pulled her mouth away from his neck and hungrily captured it with his own mouth, plunging his tongue deep inside. The taste of herself on his lips was her undoing and with the next simultaneous thrust of his tongue and shaft, she was again flung over the edge of ecstasy.

Russ let out a rough growl as he felt her flesh clamp down around him. The beast took over as he quickly untangled his hand from her hair and pulled her bound wrists up over his head. With one swift move, her back came crashing back down onto the bed hard. He tightened his grip around her wrists and drove hard and fast into her. Joslyn's whole body was an endless supply of raw nerves as wave after wave of pleasure came crashing down over her.

Russ growled and moaned with each powerful thrust. He leaned closer to her trailing kisses along her neck. Russ growled again as his thrusts became faster and even harder. "I fucking… Love… YOU!" he declared between strokes.

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