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He backed off slightly His tongue explored her softness while his hands kneaded the resilient flesh of her buocks
An ie popped into Sariana's head It was similar to the picture of herself she had seen that afternoon on the sled, the view that seee the round cheeks of her buocks were full and lightly flushed The dark cleft that separated thelyaround to explore the hidden valley
Even as she realized as happening, Sariana felt Gryph's fingers sliding into that secret place, seeking its asped for air and banished the picture with an act of will This was her fantasy, not Gryph's She would control it and control hi and she kne she could teach it
Sariana won the battle to control his questing fingers but as she concentrated on that skirmish, she lost control of the kiss It deepened quickly as his tongue slid between her teeth Then she felt Gryph's blunt, hard shaft sliding along her stomach
Sariana realized she bad to control the sensual battle on all fronts Gryph was too clever, too knowledgeable about her responses He was too ured out what she was trying to do
Sariana replaced the graphic ie she had just banished with one of her own This was aon her back while a faceless ently touched her brsts
"That'sSariana to the blanket that had fallen onto the sand "If you're going to draw pictures, get the beside the woman instantly assu beside Sariana He drew srew even tauter She arched upward, seeking a firently at sensitized flesh
"Yes," she ed "Oh, yes, that's what I want" She took his hand and raised it to her lips, kissing his rough palm Then she pushed it slowly, firh the dark hair between her thighs she ht of the way he had touched her there the last time he had made love to her and deliberately she tried to project that ireith her natural dew and they ently to guide his hand still lower
Gryph sucked in his breath and obediently gave her the caress she sought He slid two fingers just inside her throbbing passage and opened her slowly until she felt deliriously stretched and waiting
"Do you like that?" he rasped thickly "Is that what you want, little tyrant?" "More," she pleaded imperiously "I want er in his face
"How " She twisted restlessly under his hand and groped for hi ith her own desire and the knowledge that his passion was an urfe on top of her, thrusting into her forh to create such explicit pictures This one was definitely fuzzy around the edges
"Are you sure that's what you want?" "What else is there?"
His eyes blazed down at her while his fingers continued a slow, achingly exciting ently "Yes Show me," she ordered