Shae's hips bucked involuntarily against Kami's hand as her fingers closed around the velvet skin of his shaft, and he hissed under his breath. The image of her bent over before him, openly displaying that luscious, glistening pink flesh between her thighs, had burned itself into his mind's eye and quickened the burning flow of lust through his veins. He wanted her, right then, almost more than he'd ever wanted anything.
The movement was swift, catching Kami by surprise as he gripped her wrist and pulled her roughly to him, grunting as their bodies collided. He wasn't worried about hurting her; something instinctively told him she could handle everything he gave her, and probably then some. This woman in his arms was a wild creature, and he had absolutely no intentions of taming her. No, he wanted to explore that wilderness, to absorb it, to lose himself completely and utterly in it.
Within moments his mouth had sought hers out, and he pressed that beautiful vision onto her back as his hand cradled and caressed the fullness of her breast, thumb stroking idly over her pert nipple. He rolled partway over her, covering her body with his own, dominating her as his hands roamed and his lips and tongue plundered, stealing her breath as he probed deeper, hungrily.
Desire coiled strong in his belly, and he rocked his hips against her leg in protest. "Put 'dat on me, ma cher," he commanded as he withdrew from her, tangling his fingers possessively in her hair, "o' I fuck you wit'out it."