Primal Impulse (Xtreme Edition)

Primal Impulse (Xtreme Edition) by James Johnson

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Authors: James Johnson
Tags: Fiction, Erótica, Romance
possible. It seemed forever. It seemed he was trying to consume her, absorb her into his lungs, take her into his body—make them one. It was so personal, so hot, so fucking sexy!
    Steven moved up, his face inches away from hers. Her eyes still closed, she could hear him, sense his electricity, feel his passion.
    Then he ever-so-slowly exhaled over her, having reaped as much of her into him as possible. Jena instinctively opened her mouth. She slowly inhaled. She could taste it, smell it, feel it—it was them! She held it deep within her. It was the hottest thing she had ever experienced.
    “Ohh, ohhh.” Jena’s body was explosive. She wanted to grab Steven and ravish him. But this was so surreal, so sensual, so fucking hot that she would wait. It might be a minute, maybe a second. She didn’t know. This was torturous heaven.
    Steven was in the same state. He could feel droplets of his own juice escaping from his engorged cock. Never before had he felt so comfortable with a woman. Never had he been elevated to this level. It was like they were both on a drug, a powerful blast of emotions, love and lust.
    Steven needed one last intimate look at his treasure—a final visual of Jena’s perfect pussy, open and hot and ready to be taken. He would etch it into his mind, photograph it into his memory bank.
    He moved in close, breathing her in again. He savored the scent of heaven. He took her in, all of her. She smelled so fresh, so natural—like a wildflower bursting open to receive the morning sun.
    Steven pulled his face back several inches. Gently he took his fingers and spread her open, wider than ever. There was his pussy—open and hot and all his.
    Jena gasped. Her hungry pussy quivered with anticipation. Her outer lips folded back to receive him. Her soaking wet pussy was an animal ready to devour him, eat him up. It was raw and carnal and made him want to plunge his cock into her—give it to her good.
    Jena’s low moan channeled desperation. Steven had her on the very edge. A few more seconds and he would give it to her. Just one more look at her hot, hot, soaking wet, delicious pussy. Oh, in seconds he would make it cry in exquisite pleasure. She would explode in ecstasy. She would cum and cum and cum. Yes, his horny little baby would get what she needs.
    Steven focused his attention upon the nerve center of her sensual essence. Her hungry little clit sprouted from its hooded shelter like sensual royalty. The smooth tip glistened proudly, just begging to be caressed, licked, sucked and fucked. It longed to be liberated from the throes of frustration. It ached to cum.
    Jena’s pussy then responded with the ultimate invitation, a look past the wet lips and into her core. Steven leaned in and breathed into the opening she had gifted him. Below lay the hot, wet flesh that would soon be wrapped tight around his cock. This was the gateway to heaven. Inside that royal entrance resided pure ecstasy. It was raw. It was intimate. It was Jena. The hottest pussy on the planet was his to ravish.
    Jena was now beyond the rainbow. Her world was now . Her reality was the need . Hers was the primal ache to be fucked and sucked, to release her animal inner self. Jena was a wild beast in the jungle, a female in heat. Her pussy now controlled her. It craved cock. It was desperate and it would find that hard maleness. It would get fucked. It would satisfy its lust.
    Steven could hold out no longer. He leaned in and gently swept his tongue over the entire length of her pussy, bottom to top.
    “I’m gonna fuck you, baby,” he growled softly. “Fuck you good.”
    “Ohhhhhhh,” came Jena’s desperate moan.
    Jena finally opened her eyes. They were glazed with desire. Her hungry stare said it all…take me.
    Steven pushed up her dress. Her hard nipples stared him in the face. He took one in his mouth, sucking it for a fraction of a second. Jena lifted her arms as the dress slid over her head. Steven threw it to the side.
    Steven

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