Primal Impulse (Xtreme Edition) by James Johnson Page B

cock in the world. Yeah, the sexiest, hottest man alive was inside her, serving her covetous pussy. Yeah, this passionate portion of hot meat was hers to devour.
    Jena’s wave of pleasure seemed to roll forever. Steven pushed in deeper. His baby needed the fire. Every inch of him was in her. Jena moaned as the head of his cock discovered another palate of pleasure.
    “I’m taking you to your bed,” whispered Steven, his cock buried inside her depths.
    Steven then reached in and wrapped his arms tight around her waist. His cock remained deep inside her. He picked her up and stood. She wrapped her arms around his neck.
    Jena felt like a woman . Her fantasy man, strong and lean, was standing there holding her as they made love. He was literally sweeping her off her feet. It was if someone had waved a magic wand that made dreams come true. It was erotic fantasy springing to life, a surrealistic escape from reality, a journey into the rapturous realm of sensuality.
    Jena was on a high that stretched to the heavens, reached out to the stars to kiss them, to thank them for this moment in time. This was like waking from a sexy dream and realizing it was all real. It was if she were the main character in a hot romance novel, her man turning the fiery pages of love and lust fulfilled. She must have done something right to deserve this. To be the recipient of affection from this incredibly sexy, romantic man was an honor, a privilege, a moment in time to be cherished forever. It was a piece of heaven bestowed upon her.
    Jena ran her hands over his muscular shoulders. She slid them down his firm arms. She reached around his backside. With both of her hands she grabbed the cheeks of his ass. Oh yes, that sexy, tight ass. Steven was built to perfection. It was as if he were cast from a mold, the perfect male made solely to make love to a woman.
    Jena’s weight pushed him in even deeper. They stared deep into each other’s eyes. Unspoken words flowed between them. Each pierced into the other’s most private sanctuary, breaking through the walls of insecurity and inhibition that guarded them. They broke the locks of doubt and diffidence that protected their innermost secrets. Inside resided the true treasures that defined human existence. There rested the sacred sanctums of emotion, trust and love. There lie the secrets of the soul.
    Their mouths met in a passionate kiss. Their tongues danced to the rhythm of their pounding hearts. Steven placed his hands underneath her ass and squeezed her firm cheeks. She was so damn sexy. He moved his hands close to the heat. He felt the base of his cock disappear into her wetness.
    Steven slowly walked them over to her bedroom. His cock remained deep inside her as he kissed her neck. He gently laid her on the bed and slowly pulled out of her. He reached under her arms to center her on the bed. Now she would get the good fucking she craved.
    Jena gently brushed his hands away. She rolled over onto her stomach and raised herself upon her elbows. Her sensuous, green eyes momentarily met his before focusing on the cock in front of her face. It was every bit as beautiful to her as was her pussy to him. It glistened with their wetness.
    “I gotta suck you,” she moaned. “Just for a minute.”
    Steven remained standing as she took him into her mouth. She tasted the sweetness that was them .
    “Ummm, ummm,” groaned Jena. “You taste so good.”
    Jena gripped his cock firmly with one hand. She cupped his balls gently with the other hand, gently massaging them. She raised her head and he looked into her eyes. They reflected the raw lust that consumed her. The animal in her had risen.
    She leaned down and took him in again, all the way. Her lips rolled sensuously along the base of his shaft. Then she slowly withdrew off him, her tongue following a thick vein of horny cock that ran from the base to the purple head. Her full lips caressed the tip. She left him drenched with her thick saliva.
    Jena