High Voltage

One of Garrett's hands slid over her hip and across one shapely buttock. Sweeping lower and outward, he cupped her thigh and lifted her leg until her knee rested on the desk in front of her. Her palms remained flat against the whitewashed wood, but she glanced at him over her slender shoulder.

Garrett felt the corners of his mouth tip. “You're so beautiful.” Then he kissed her. Long and deep, until he felt the slight tremor that vibrated in the leg she stood on. But he had a hand wrapped tightly around her waist. “I've got you,” he whispered as he broke the kiss.

Her blue eyes sparkled in the soft glow of firelight. She licked her lips, as though savoring the taste of him. Then her eyelids fluttered closed as his hands began to explore her body all over again, smoothing over her soft curves and silky skin. As his hands cupped her breasts, her head tipped back and rested on his shoulder. Garrett took full advantage of her exposed neck. His lips slid up and down the long column, his tongue teasing, his teeth occasionally nipping. All the while, his fingers toyed with the hard points of her breasts, pinching and rolling, then soothing with the pads of his thumbs.

Nudging her opening with his hard cock, he felt how wet and ready she was for him. But Garret wasn't at all prepared for the jolt that rocked him to the core of his being when she shifted a hand from the desk to the juncture between her legs. Over her shoulder, he stared down at the movement of her fingers, stimulating her clit. He moved one hand from her breast to improve her reach. That hand moved back to her lifted cheek and he gripped it firmly as he slowly penetrated her tight opening.

Serena's lips parted and breathy little pants filled the quiet room, making him even wilder. The desire to plunge deep into her and drive them both to completion welled inside him. But he held fast to his control, easing just a bit more inside her, taking his time, filling her slowly. His hand shifted again so that he could continue to pleasure both breasts as she stroked her clit and he moved steadily inside her. The tension built between them, the desire so intense it seemed to surround them and cover them like a thick blanket until they were both burning up from the heat filling the room. The heat that came from both of them, for Serena's supple skin was fiery to the touch, and Garrett had no doubt his was as well.

His lips sought her throat once more. As he pumped slowly in and out of her, savoring every second he was inside her, yet still wanting to pick up the pace, he kissed and teased her neck, drawing sweet mewling sounds from her that turned him inside out.

On and on it went, as though they were both holding onto the erotic pleasure for as long as possible.

Forever.

But as their arousal heightened, the grip on their control loosened. It seemed to happen at the exact same moment. His hand slid from her breast to the small hand slowly teasing her clit. He pressed his palm to the back of her hand and twined his fingers with hers, not only increasing the pressure on that sensitive spot, but working it a little more feverishly with his own fingertips.

Serena gasped, then whispered, “Oh, yes."

He felt her hips lift as she pressed back against him, gyrating in time with him. They fell into a quick, heated rhythm. He thrust deep into her and she let out a sharp cry of pleasure. Garrett groaned.

"I want you to come,” he whispered in her ear.

"I'm about to.” Her eyes opened and she stared at their reflection in the glass pane in front of them. The water sluiced down the smooth surface, distorting the erotic image of them, yet he could still see her large blue eyes, which burned bright with her desire. “Come with me,” she said.

The sound that lodged in Garrett's throat was borderline animalistic, he was sure. A cross between a primal growl and an unchecked grunt of pleasure. Instinct took over. His fingers pressed to her swollen clit, rubbed it steadily, then pinched it, making her gasp again. Sliding his cock out of her warm depths then thrusting back into her had her moaning and writhing against him. The fingers of one hand teased her hard nipple, the pads of the other stroked her clit and dewy lips, a bit faster and stronger than before.

"Oh, God,” she groaned. Her voice was low and sultry, full of lust and passion.

Garrett's cock pumped in and out of her, stroking her inner walls and clearly hitting her at just the right spot because suddenly, her entire being tensed, then began to violently tremble.

"Yes,” she whispered, her voice strained. “Oh, God, yes!” Her eyes squeezed shut.

"Keep them open,” Garrett insisted in a tight voice. He, too, was barreling toward the pinnacle of desire. “I want to see your eyes when you come. I want to watch you."

She did his bidding and their gazes remained locked via the reflection in the window. The crackle of the fire echoed in the room, mingling with the low rumble of thunder and the pounding of their hearts.

Garrett's erection swelled even more as the tension built within him. His balls drew up tight to his body and his breathing became shallow and labored. He pushed deeper inside her as he watched the desire glow in her eyes. Her cheeks were flushed and her rosy lips were parted. Long wispy strands of chestnut hair fell across her damp forehead and cheeks. Her full, round breasts bounced slightly as he continued to make love to her. He felt the leg and the arm holding her up shake. When she came, he knew she'd be drained physically. But he wouldn't let her slip from his grasp.

"Garrett.” Her lips quivered. Her eyelids dipped. “Now,” she said. “Please. Now..."

His mouth swept over her neck again and he whispered in her ear, “I'm still going to want you after this. I'm always going to want you. Be mine..."

She sucked in a breath. Her inner walls tightened around him, holding him in a vice grip that sent him over the edge.

"Oh, God!” His climax hit him hard and fast, stealing his breath and sending waves of desire crashing over him until he was convulsing inside her.

Serena's sharp cry was lost among the thundering of his heart and the pounding of his pulse. She squeezed his cock even

tighter, milking him, surely deriving as much pleasure as she gave.

Above the roar in his ears and the raging sensations inside him, he heard the one word that would seal his fate and forever change his life.

"Yes."

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