Flashpoint X Remastered: Scene 3

Wicked

Sindee Coxx, Jill Kelly, Johnni Black, Brad Armstrong, Mickey G., Mike Horner, Steve Drake Pic(s)

The air itself seemed to shimmer, thick with the heat of two bodies drawn into a single, magnetic orbit. His hands, calloused and sure, traced a slow, deliberate path down the curve of her spine, each touch a spark agat her bare skin. A low, guttural sound escaped her lips as his mouth found the frantic pulse at the base of her throat, tasting the salt of her anticipation. The world outside their embrace dissolved into a meaningless blur, all focus narrowing to the point where their flesh met and melded. Her fingers tangled in his hair, not guiding but surrendering, pulling him closer as if to erase the final, infinitesimal space between them. The scent of him, a heady mix of clean sweat and something uniquely male, filled her lungs with every ragged breath. Beneath her palms, she felt the powerful, coiled tension of his shoulders, a testament to the control he was so delicately unraveling. A fresh, searing wave of pleasure arced through her as his teeth grazed her collarbone, a silent, primal promise of what was to come. In that suspended moment, every nerve ending was alight, a brilliant, burning constellation of sensation waiting for the final, inevitable release.