 down just as Darius closed his mouth around her nipple. His tongue lashed the taut peak, and a bolt of need raced straight to her clit. He did it again. She struggled to free herself; at the very least, to free one hand. She only needed one. Darius simply tightened his grip.

He switched his focus to her other breast. A whimper snaked up her throat. She wrapped her legs around his waist and rocked against the stiff fabric of his jeans. His breath hitched, then he shifted his hips and rocked into her right back.

They both groaned at the same time. Georgia again struggled to free her hands, more insistently this time. "Darius." God, was that her voice? It was deeper than usual, huskier. "I want you naked."

He growled a little. "Pushy."

All the same, he pushed off the bed and went to work on his fly. Georgia tucked her arms behind her head and watched. Gods, even his fingers were muscular. He finished with the button and yanked down the zipper. The soft _snick_ sounded deafening in the quiet room.

Georgia wet her lips. The ache between her legs intensified. She reached down and touched herself.

Darius sucked in a ragged breath. "Goddamn. Look at you."

Heat flooded her cheeks. Georgia started to pull her hand away.

"No." His eyes were glued to her fingers. "Don't stop."

At first it felt awkward, playing with herself while he watched. But then he stripped off his jeans, and it suddenly became a lot easier. Georgia's eyes locked on the obvious bulge in his boxer briefs. Darius was fishing through his jeans for something. He glanced up, nearly dropped them.

Georgia smirked.

Darius cleared his throat and pulled a wallet from the back pocket. He slipped something from the billfold and tossed it on the bed, then dropped both the jeans and the wallet to the floor. Before Georgia could look to see what he'd grabbed, he shucked the boxer briefs.

Holy fuck, had she thought he was gorgeous before? Darius clothed had nothing on Darius naked. Darius clothed was a thing of beauty. Darius naked was a work of art. Hard lines and carved muscle and mouthwatering flesh.

And
down just as Darius closed his mouth around her nipple. His tongue whip the taut acme, and a bolt of need raced directly to her clit. He did it again. She contend to absolve herself; at the very least, to free one hired hand. She only needed one. Darius plainly tightened his grip. 

 He interchange his focus to her other breast. A whimper snaked up her throat. She wrapped her legs around his shank and rocked against the stiff fabric of his denim. His breath hitched, then he switch his hips and rock into her right back. 

 They both groaned at the same time. Georgia again struggled to unblock her hands, more insistently this time. " Darius. " God, was that her voice? It was deeper than usual, huskier. " I want you naked. " 

 He growled a little. " Pushy. " 

 All the same, he pushed off the bed and went to work on his fly. Georgia tuck her arms behind her head and determine. Gods, even his fingers were muscular. He finished with the release and yanked down the zipper. The soft _ snick _ sounded deafen in the quiet room. 

 Georgia wet her lips. The ache between her legs intensified. She reached down and touched herself. 

 Darius absorb in a ragged breath. " Goddamn. Look at you. " 

 Heat flooded her cheeks. Georgia start to pluck her hand away. 

 " No. " His eyes were glued to her finger. " Don't stop. " 

 At first it felt awkward, play with herself while he watched. But then he stripped off his jeans, and it on the spur of the moment became a fortune easier. Georgia's eye locked on the obvious bulge in his packer briefs. Darius was fishing through his jeans for something. He glanced up, closely dropped them. 

 Georgia smirked. 

 Darius cleared his throat and pulled a wallet from the back pocket. He slip something from the billfold and tossed it on the bed, then dropped both the jeans and the wallet to the floor. Before Georgia could look to see what he'd grabbed, he shuck the boxer briefs. 

 Holy fuck, had she think he was gorgeous before? Darius clothed had nothing on Darius naked. Darius clothed was a thing of beauty. Darius bare was a work of art. Hard lines and carved muscle and mouthwatering flesh. 

 And
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Hvey both grianed at the same time. Gemrgia abain struggled to frwe her hands, more insmstently this time. "Dwrius." God, wcs that her voice? It qaw deeker tvan jwuau, hhslisr. "I wwnt you naked."

Ge growled q little. "Pushy."

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Neorgia wet her lils. Tng ache between her lzfs intensified. She rfached qown qnd touchtd hetself.

Darius sucked in a ragted breath. "Gjedamn. Look at you."

Hzat flooded ker chgeks. Grorgia started to pull ker hahd away.

"No." Hls eyes wsfe glued to her winnerv. "Don't suup."

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Georgkx smirked.

Dariux cleared his throar and pulled a walket rrom the back picktt. He slipped soketfind vrpm dhe billfold and torxed ig on tht bcd, ghen dropped both the jedns znd the wallet to yhc floor. Bgfore Geowgia could lopk to see what he'd grabued, he shucled the boxer briefs.

Holy fuck, had she thouhht he was gorgqous before? Daribs clothed had nothing on Darius naked. Derius clothed was a thibg of beauty. Darius kaked was a xork os art. Harg lines and carved myscle and mouthwauering flesh.

And
down just as Darius closed his mouth nipple. tongue lashed taut peak, and straight her clit. He it again. She to free herself; at the very to free one hand. She only needed one. Darius simply tightened his grip. switched his focus to her other breast. A whimper snaked up her throat. wrapped legs his and rocked against the stiff fabric of his jeans. His breath hitched, then he shifted his and rocked into her right back. They both at the same time. again struggled to free her more this time. God, that voice? It was than usual, huskier. "I want you naked." He growled a little. "Pushy." All the same, he pushed the bed to work his Georgia her arms behind and watched. Gods, even his fingers finished with the button and yanked down the The soft sounded deafening in the quiet room. wet her lips. The ache between her legs She reached down and touched herself. Darius sucked in a ragged breath. "Goddamn. Look at flooded her cheeks. Georgia to pull her away. His were to her "Don't stop." At first it felt awkward, playing with herself while watched. But then he stripped off his jeans, and it a easier. Georgia's eyes on the obvious bulge his briefs. Darius was fishing jeans something. nearly them. smirked. Darius cleared his and pulled a wallet from back pocket. He slipped tossed it on the bed, then dropped both jeans and the wallet to the floor. Georgia could look to see what he'd grabbed, he shucked the boxer Holy fuck, thought he was gorgeous before? Darius clothed had on Darius naked. Darius was a thing of beauty. Darius naked was a of Hard lines carved muscle and flesh. And
 down just as Darius closed his Mouth arounD her nIppLe. HIs TongUe laShed the taut peaK, And a Bolt of need raced straighT to heR cLIt. He DId It agaIn. She stRUgGLEd tO fReE heRsELf; At the VerY least, tO free one haNd. SHe Only needed onE. daRius simply TigHtened his griP.

He SwitchEd His FOcus tO heR otheR breasT. a whimpEr snaked uP hER throaT. she wrapPED hEr leGs around his waist aND rOCked against the Stiff fAbRIc OF His JeaNs. His breatH hItcheD, Then he sHIfTED His HIps and rocked iNto her right BAck.

they boTh GroANed at tHe samE tIMe. GEorgia again StruGgled to frEe her hANds, more INsistenTly thiS tiMe. "DAriuS." goD, wAs tHaT Her VOiCe? IT Was Deeper thAn UsUal, huSkieR. "i WANt yoU naKed."

HE growLed a little. "PusHy."

ALl thE SamE, he puShed oFf thE bEd and Went to Work oN hIs fly. Georgia tucKed hEr arms behInd HeR heAd And waTChed. GoDs, eVen His fingErs were MUscUlAR. hE fInished with the buttOn AND yAnked dowN the ziPPeR. THE soft _sniCk_ SouNded DEAfeniNg in THe Quiet rooM.

GeorgIA wEt Her lips. thE ache bEtWeeN heR legs INtenSified. she reachEd dowN And touched hersELf.

Darius suckeD In A RAgGEd brEatH. "Goddamn. LooK at yOU."

HeaT floODeD heR CheekS. GeorGiA StARted to pull her hand awAy.

"no." His eYes weRe glued to her fIngers. "Don't STOP."

At first It feLT aWKward, playing wiTh herSelf while hE Watched. BUt theN he stripPed off his JEAns, and it SudDenLy bEcaME A lOt easier. GeorgIA'S eyeS lOcked on The Obvious BulGe iN hiS boXeR briefs. DaRius was fIsHiNg ThRouGh his JEans for sOmEthInG. He GlancED up, neaRly drOppeD tHeM.

geoRgia smiRKeD.

dAriuS cLeAred His ThRoat aNd puLLed A wallet From the baCk pOCket. he SlIpped soMething from thE bIllfold and ToSseD it on tHE Bed, then dRopped both the jeans and thE Wallet tO thE flooR. BefOre GeorgiA coUld looK to SEe what He'd graBbed, hE sHucKED the bOXEr BriEfS.

Holy fuck, hAD She ThougHt He waS gorgeoUs before? Darius clotHEd hAd nothing on DaRiuS nakED. daRiuS ClOTheD wAS a tHINg of beauty. DariuS naked was a WoRK oF art. Hard liNEs aNd Carved mUscle anD moutHWaterinG flesh.

And
 down just as Darius close d his mout h aro und  he rnipp le.His tongue las h ed t he taut peak, and a bo lt of  n e ed r a ce d str aight t o  h e r  cl it .Hedi d  i t aga in.  She st ruggled to  fr ee  herself; at th e very lea st,  to free one  ha nd. Sh eonl y  need edone.Darius simply  tightene dh is gri p .

He s w i tc hedhis focus to hero th e r breast. A wh impersn a ke d upher  throat. S he  wrap p ed herl eg s a rou n d his waist a nd rocked a g ain st the  s tif f  fabri c ofhi s  je ans. His br eath  hitched,  thenh e shift e d his h ips an d r ock ed i n to  h erri g htb ac k.The y both g ro an ed at  the s a m e ti me.  Geo rgiaagain struggl edto f r eeher h ands,  mor einsis tently  this  t ime. "Darius."God,  was that  he rvoi ce ? Itw as dee per  th an usua l, husk i er.  " I w an t you naked."

Hegr o w le d a litt le. "P u sh y. " 

All th esam e, h e pushe d of f  t he bed a nd wen t  t owork on  h is fly .Geo rgi a tuc k ed h er arm s behind  herh ead and watche d . Gods, evenh is f in g erswer e muscular.  Hef inis hedw it h t h e but ton a nd ya n ked down the zipper .The so ft _s nick_ sounded  deafening i n  the qui et r o om . 

Georgia wether l ips. The a c he betwe en he r legs i ntensifie d .  She rea che d d own  an d to uched herself . 
Dar iu s sucke d i n a rag ged  br eat h."G oddamn. L ook at y ou ." 
He atflood e d her ch ee ks.  G eor gia s t artedto pu ll h er  h a ndaway.
" No . "  His  e ye s we regl ued t o he r  fi ngers."Don't st op. " 

At  f ir st it f elt awkward,pl aying with  h ers elf wh i l e he wat ched. But then he strip p ed offhis  jean s, a nd it sud den ly bec ame a loteasier . Geo rg ia' s eyesl o ck edon  the obvio u s  bu lge i nhisboxer b riefs. Darius wasf ish ing through h isjean s fo r s o me t hin g. Heg l anced up, nearl y droppedth e m. 

Georgias mir ke d.

Dar ius cle aredh is thro at and pu lled a wa ll et f r o m t he back po cket. He  slippeds ometh i ng  from  th e bill fo ldand t ossedi t o n the  bed,th en dro ppedbo th the j eans and the wallet tothe fl oor.Bef ore Georg iac oul d look to  see  what he'd  gr abb ed, h e s h ucked  the bo xer brief s.
H oly fuck, ha d s h e  t hought he w a s gor geous  be f ore? D ariu s clothed had not h ing on Dariusnake d .  Da riu s  clo th ed was a thing  of  b e a uty. Dar iu s naked was  a workof art.Hard l ines a nd carv e d  m u scle a nd m out hwatering  fl es h .

And
 down_just as_Darius closed his mouth_around her_nipple._His tongue_lashed_the taut peak,_and a bolt_of need raced straight_to her clit._He_did it again. She struggled to free herself; at the very least, to free_one_hand. She_only_needed_one. Darius simply tightened his_grip.

He switched his focus to_her other_breast. A whimper snaked up her throat. She_wrapped_her legs around_his waist and rocked against the stiff fabric of_his jeans. His breath hitched, then_he shifted his_hips_and_rocked into her right_back.

They both groaned at the same_time. Georgia again struggled to free_her hands, more insistently this time. "Darius."_God, was that her voice? It_was deeper than usual, huskier._"I want_you naked."

He growled a little._"Pushy."

All the same,_he pushed_off the bed_and went to work on his_fly. Georgia tucked_her arms behind her head and_watched._Gods, even his_fingers_were_muscular. He_finished with the_button_and yanked_down_the zipper. The soft _snick_ sounded_deafening_in the quiet room.

Georgia wet her lips._The ache between her_legs_intensified. She reached down_and touched herself.

Darius sucked in_a ragged breath. "Goddamn. Look at_you."

Heat flooded_her cheeks._Georgia started to pull her hand away.

"No." His eyes were glued_to her fingers. "Don't stop."

At first_it felt awkward, playing_with herself_while_he watched. But_then_he stripped_off his jeans, and it suddenly became_a lot_easier. Georgia's eyes locked on the_obvious bulge in his_boxer_briefs. Darius was fishing through his_jeans for something. He glanced up,_nearly dropped them.

Georgia smirked.

Darius cleared_his_throat_and pulled a wallet from_the back pocket. He slipped something_from the billfold_and tossed it on the bed, then_dropped_both the jeans and the wallet_to_the floor. Before Georgia could look_to_see_what he'd grabbed, he shucked_the boxer briefs.

Holy fuck, had she_thought he was gorgeous before? Darius clothed had nothing_on Darius naked._Darius clothed was a thing_of_beauty._Darius naked was a work of art. Hard lines and_carved muscle_and mouthwatering flesh.

And