Giving up the ghost of a fight, my arms went around him, trying to bring him closer and I felt him growl in desire as he ground his lower body against my soft mound.

Fretfully, I pulled open his shirt willing his body to get closer to mine.

The feel of his erect manhood made me whimper in longing.

I was dimly aware of him pulling off my dress; I heard it ripping as he impatiently jerked the zipper off. With his mouth moving over me, driving me crazy, I was barely sensible to his movements as he guided me to the richly carpeted floor. I pulled his shirt off,...