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through him. And then she was undoing the buttons of his shirt and all he could think about was mounting her, spreading her creamy thighs with his hands, and sinking all the way to the hilt in her. A shudder worked through him at the erotic thoughts.
    Deep inside he knew he had to go slow, coached himself on that over and over again. The flesh of her shoulders was as delicate as the rest of her, like the softest petals of the flowers that grew around their home. He worked his hands down her body until her breasts spilled into his hands. Her nipples, rock hard and scraping against his palms caused the blood to rush through his veins, and filling his cock to the point of bursting. Soft sounds erupted from her and she thrust her chest into his hands. Veronica wanted this and he had no intentions of denying her anything.
    It took all of his willpower to break their hot, wet kiss, but trailing his lips along her satiny body and then kissing her pert nipples was a treat all in itself. God, she tasted fabulous, like peaches, honey and vanilla. He instantly grew addicted. Suckling on the mounds, he could hear her rapid breathing, could feel her heart beating right beneath his head. The little minx wound her hands in his hair, tugging at the strands until he grew delirious with desire for her. Alternating between her breasts, Kristoff savored her like she was his last meal and he was starved. He broke away only for a moment to look down at her chest. Her nipples were engorged and painted red, the areolas puckered from his ministrations. Letting his eyes travel down her nude body, he took in her bare mound and had to swallow his arousal down for fear he would take her right now without the thought of her comfort. He needed her good and primed for him. Kristoff slipped his hand down her body and covered her mound with his palm. “Let me feel you, Veronica.” Desire clogged his throat. The little shiver that worked its way through her body sent his basic need to have her rising violently to the surface.
    Using the momentum from his upper body, he pushed her back on the bed and settled his hips between hers. She cradled him perfectly, like she was made specifically for him. Quickly undressing, he made sure to keep his some part of his body touching hers. He wanted, no needed to feel her. The way she looked at him was an aphrodisiac all in itself. She was beautiful and sweet and everything he could have ever imagined. There was something inside of her that calmed him, had brought him back from the brink. She didn’t even have to say anything. Just a look from her had done him in. The fact that she let her eyes travel up and down his body gave him immense satisfaction. She liked what she saw and male pride swelled within him. Kristoff took that time to look at her as well.
    Skin the color of milk covered every square inch of her. Her breasts fit his hands to perfection, and the tips beckoned for the hard suction of his mouth. A waist slim and tucked in, was all he could picture as he ran his tongue around the gentle slope of her belly button and slipping it into the tiny dip. Mouth gone dry as he stared at the slit between her thighs, all Kristoff wanted to do was spread her legs and feast at the delicate folds that were hidden between the bits of creamy flesh. “Spread your thighs, Veronica. Let me touch my wife’s pussy.”
    A buzzing started inside of him as he watched her part her legs, giving him a perfect view of the cleft at the center of her body. Her outer lips gently pulled apart and when he saw the delicate, redder flesh of her inner lips his mouth watered for a sampling. What he really wanted to do was lick her, kiss her pussy over and over again, and have her come all over his face. He didn’t do that, though. Instead he lifted his hand and touched her cunt. She was already slick with her need for him and his fingers slipped through her folds with ease. Moving his thumb to her clit and his finger to the opening of her