If his need had not been so great or desire so greedy he might have showed her some romance. But if he did not posses her now, posses her quickly he was sure he would shatter into jagged shards of desperation.
So his mouth was fevered with impatience , his hands rough with urgency. At first taste of her he knew she was already his. But it was not enough he needed all of her.
She did not tremble or hesitate. As her hands roamed over his back he felt only her hunger urging him on. She nipped at his lips wanting him to take his fill.
He ran his fingers through her rich hair grabbing fistfuls of the silk length. Even as his mouth ruthlessly devoured her. She opened for him, releasing soft and sultry moans of pleasure as his tongued plunged to duel with hers. He wanted so badly and that want vibrating from him aroused her own. She was fighting to meet him thrust for thrust. Her body trembling with passions long suppressed.
She had never been wanted like this. Not like this with the violence of desire pulsing in the air so that every breath was seduction. She strained against him, battering a tide of sensations wanting more.