Dont Move..By Lisha

Do not move. He whispered in her ear.
She would have like to curl into Him, as He stepped back, but His whispered words kept her frozen. He left her warmth, and struggled with His own will power to just slip inside her and her own wet warmth, and the deep temptation to allow it, was cruel edged. She felt the caress of a handle and inhaled the scent of leather. He pushed her farther into the wall with the handle in some places and pulled her out in different places. Adjusting her to His satisfaction. All her senses kicked in, and a niggling of fear tickled her brain. But deep arousal kicked in. Heat built in her , low and liquid fire, sweet throbbing, and she rejoiced in it.