I love you. That is the beginning, that is the end. That is everything.

Smiling seductively, I run my eyes over him as I slowly part my legs and reach down between my wet thighs, running my fingers over my clit. His eyes follow the move, and his mouth parts as he unconsciously licks his lips. "Wider," he instructs gruffly, reaching down to fist his cock.

Do you need me Chantel? Do you want to see heaven?"Closing her eyes, she nodded and widened her legs. Phillipe scooted off the edge of the mattress to kneel on the floor between her spread thighs. Damn, she's soaked. Her thighs were glistening from her excitement. He reached out and ran his finger through it, bringing it to his mouth for a taste."Your aching. Aren't you, Chantel? Did having me in your mouth turn you on?

I close my eyes, ashamed that what he's saying is right. Its true. What the fuck is the matter with me? I have no answer. I can give him or myself, so instead, I focus on his face. That serious and focused expression looks so fierce as he moves above me and inside of me, stealing something integral, from my being with every delicious stroke of his hips."I think you're the one getting confused who's here," he explains. "Because I know exactly who I'm inside of.

And if you want to scream her name out when my cock is fucking you, you scream it, right into my ear.