A Brighter Spark (Xcite Romance)

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Authors: Mary Borsellino
tender, painfully aroused nipple was too much for Suzy. A sudden climax jolted through her, making her buck up hard against Daniel’s body, as if instinct alone could strip away the layers of cloth still between them.
    ‘Want you in me, fuck, fuck,’ Suzy moaned as his mouth left hers to trail against her jawline. He nipped his teeth hard against the soft pulse point of her throat and she came again, just like that, all the air torn from her lungs in a broken cry.
    ‘Please, please,’ she begged raggedly, pushing down his zipper and wrapping her hand around the soft, hot skin of his erection, hiking her skirt up and shoving her panties down and off one foot so she could wrap her legs up and around either side of him.
    She was so wet that when he entered her she almost had a third orgasm, clenching around him as fluttery shocks of lust made her breath catch. Daniel’s gaze was locked on hers, calm and centred, as he rocked up and forward with the first thrust and then the second. He seemed to Suzy to be as implacable as the wall behind her, an inevitable and eternal fact of the universe, pushing into her and into her over and over as she muffled her screams of ecstasy against the clean cotton of his shirt and the firm, warm flesh of his shoulder beneath it.
    Eventually they were sated enough to pull apart enough to continue their progression to Daniel’s house. The electricity between them was barely banked.
    Reaching his house, they crept upstairs carefully so as not to wake his children, and locked themselves inside his bedroom.
    It was minimally furnished, tasteful without becoming impersonal. The air itself seemed infused with his presence, with the faint scent and warmth of everything that he was. Hungry all over again, Suzy kissed Daniel urgently, biting at his lips and tangling her fingers in his hair so she could keep his head in place as she licked and kissed at his mouth.
    When they broke apart, each undressed themselves, knowing better than to try the lust-fumbles of disrobing – they’d never manage to break apart for long enough to ever get naked, if they attempted it that way.
    Suzy pulled her dress over her head, letting it all fall into a heap on Daniel’s carpet. He gave her a long, appreciative look. She almost wanted to laugh at how rapt his expression was – she hardly looked a prize, with her suspender belt cutting a line into the flesh of her tummy and a ladder up one of the stockings clipped to it, her panties gone completely, left behind where they’d had their tryst against the wall. Her bra, at least, was one of her nicer ones, ivory-cream lace that made it obvious how dark pink and hard her nipples were with desire for him.
    This time around the sex was even better than it had been against the wall, because the ravenous edge was gone and they could be slower, more deliberate with one another.
    She guided him to sit on the edge of the bed, then sank to her knees in front of him. He made her so happy, so energised and excited in a world that too often wore her down and made her feel nothing but tired and grey.
    Suzy wished that it wouldn’t have just seemed weird for her to say “I like you so much” as a compliment, because that was true. She just liked him, so much.
    And so instead of saying it with words, she decided to show it with actions.
    The swell of his arousal against the black cotton of his boxer briefs made her mouth water, but she ignored it for the time being and caught the elastic of the waistband between her teeth, easing it down careful and slow.
    Daniel’s dick was hard but not iron-firm, not after all they’d done against the wall on the way back to his house. The skin was soft and pliable as Suzy stroked lightly along the length, still removing his underwear with her mouth. The softness of his erection made it seem more vulnerable than the other hard-ons Suzy had seen from him, a delicate prize of fine velvet against her palm.
    She rubbed her thumb over the

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