When they touch me (Shelagh Milano) novel Chapter 50

Chapter 50
ARTEMISIA

By the moment his lips finally claim mine, I become his hostage fully.

He pulls me down onto the lounge sofa and shifts to have me lying beneath him.

I moan against his lips as he moves his leg between mine and his knee further up, making me spread them for him.

Oh, Goddess.

Our glasses shatter on the floor, making me jump but he holds me down, without breaking the kiss once.

“Forget it. We can clean it all up tomorrow.” he snarls against my lips.

I hum again, agreeing with him, and he starts unbuttoning my blouse.

He is just about to open it for him, as I clasp it close. “Not here,” I breathe out, my thoughts wandering toward someone who could be watching us.

“Yes, you are right!” He nods, agreeing with me.

Getting up, he lifts me into his arms, making me giggle.

As we reach his bedroom, he closes the door behind him before he climbs the stairs, throwing me on his bed.

He is on me in the blink of an eye, and I laugh as he kisses me, making me sink into the comfortable bed.

“See, told you it was a bad idea,” he grins, ripping my blouse open, and starts kissing my throat down to reach my breasts.

Caressing the laced material of my bra, he pulls the cups down, making my breast spill free. He captures my hardened nipple with his teeth immediately, and I moan, driving my hands through his hair to hug him closer.

He opens the zip to my skirt, while remaining connected to my breasts and slips it off together with my panties after having slipped my boots off me.

Getting onto his knees, he spreads my legs perfectly for him, and I gasp audibly as he pushes a finger into me.

“Oh, my…” I moan, clasping my pillow.

He growls approvingly as he moves his fingers in and out of me slowly as if he wanted to inspect me. “Looks like you want something pretty badly, babe.”

I moan as he moves his fingers up to my pulsating clit, distributing my juices.

Leaning over, he continues to fingerfuck me slowly while I try not to lose my mind.

“What a pity that I am not allowed to fuck you,” he whispers, making my skin sizzle.

Adding another finger, he makes me arch my back off the mattress, increasing the pressure of the penetration. “Fuck. Yes!”

My screams fill the room as he thrusts into me increasingly hard. Moving his thumb through my wet folds, he shifts to lift my left leg with his hip as he hits my clit with his thumb every time he sinks into me.