SEX WITH THE VIRGIN MAID by KIARI HORSFALL

Claiming Her

"Would you let me Cara?" He repeated with a gruff voice like someone who has been starved for a very long time but Hera remained silent. She didn't understand why he kept on asking her to go on. They had already come this far and if she didn't want him to go on, she would've stopped him a long time ago.

"I told you I want to savor you. Memorize you and brand you." He only uttered a soft but strained chuckle. "But i won't go further unless you tell me to."

She kissed his forehead. "You can Bryce. You can go further. I'm not planning on stopping you." She encouraged.

"In this I will have my way. We'll just see how long you can hold out." Hera had since lost control over her body where he was concerned, and strangely, she didn't mourn the loss.

He pressed his erection against her and she gasped. She rubbed her chest against his, urging him on. He moaned and bit into her collarbone. His hands were everywhere, all over her. Every so often he paused to simply look at her, or to whisper erotic promises in her ear but always, he left her aching for more.

"You feel so good against me, Cara. I have to touch more of you." He whispered seductively in a low tone.

"Yes, yes," She groaned and then, "No, no," When he did. She was on fire for him. She was literally burning.

His tongue licked and sucked her exposed neck and chest. He kneaded her butt. She writhed; she melted into him; when she couldn't take it anymore, she tried to force his hands where she needed them the most, but he always thwarted her efforts by drawing his palms a safe distance away.

"Bryce it's too much." She moaned, her voice whiny.

His laugh was a taut, desperate purr. His hands dipped inside her bra but instead of cupping and squeezing as he so ravenously craved, he teased a fingertip around her hardened nipple.

The action only increased her frustration, her need. How was he doing this to her? Why was he doing this to her? Making her want, need and crave more?

She shuddered slightly when he grazed the tip of her waiting nipple with his teeth. Her hips jerked, and she almost came again. "Yes, there. Right there! Do that again." She didn't know if any of the words she spewed made sense but she couldn't help it. She needed some kind of release. Whether frantic or not.

heat of his tongue. Her lower body arched into him. Just one more touch. One

do you need me?" He demanded,

bodies and wrapped her trembling hand around

her legs and guided his

She moaned

followed. In the next instant, she heard fabric rip, felt the cool air. He has lost the last of his control. Hera was suddenly

crystalline. He gazed down at her body, at her spread legs and wet arousal that was laid bare for him. "You amaze me," He said. Muscles bunching, he knelt and crawled over her. They both

you are driving me crazy with your little moans and your bold caresses Cara." He rocked himself against

and positioned himself for penetration. He poised himself at the precipice, not actually pushing

you, you are mine Hera. My woman. No other man can have you,

She agreed on a moan, not caring about

privilege to your body ever again."

I am yours, Bryce."

he

burn. Bryce noticed her discomfort and held still. Her nails scratched his back as his lips crushed into hers

in and out. He filled her completely. Passion uncurled with his every movement, seeking total

used the strength of

rolled him to his back so she could ride him, so she could command the depth of his penetration, the swiftness of their

okay, baby. I've got you." He groaned as he maneuvered her onto

her tighter against him. He began moving faster. Faster still. Each stroke a more memorable

She gasped as he ground

from her throat. Her inner walls tightened and spasmed against him, and he moved faster. Harder. Deeper. It was too much. Too