Jarid's mouth punishing her neck with kisses and nips. His right hand sliding over her breast, two fingers catching her nipple between them and squeezing gently. Enjoying the whimpers and sighs she made as she became more frantic. He picked up the urgency of his thrusts.<br/><br/>It was no longer premeditation. What had started out as warming her up slowly and deliberately, rekindled the fire for her and build on it. His hands and mouth went everywhere. Tasting every inch of her with his own arousal that was driving him insane.<br/><br/>How he held off as her tunnel clenched and gripped his shaft he had no idea. He groaned with that fire that could not be stopped. If it was Greek then so be it but he burned her with each stroke as surely as he burned himself.<br/><br/>His loins gathered, his body tensed and he pulled her tight against him. His shaft loaded and ready to fire as he pistoned into her wanton passion.<br/><br/>His hot whisper against her neck was an urgent request. "Yesss...!"