Series: Desires Unleashed Sequel
Author: Miles Hightower
Genre: Erotic Romance
Published: November 10, 2015
Mitch and Molly have opened up their minds and bodies to each other. There is not a desire or craving they want to fulfill that they can not talk to each other about. But deep inside, they both long for something more than a fantasy. Something more than a superficial desire fueled by an image they saw or scenario they read about. Mitch and Molly both long for something more ambitious, something that comes from within and defines who they are. – Their dreams.
This is a continuation/sequel of Desires Unleashed also by Miles Hightower.
Kissing and nibbling down from her neck, over her shoulder, toward the top of her chest, I coax her to roll onto her back. Resting my head just below her shoulder, I push her chest up so I can suck on her nipple. Molly exhales a relaxing sigh.
My hand and fingers continue their exploration of the rest of Molly’s freshly exposed body. They find a collarbone, a shoulder, and an arm to caress. Then they slide down to cup and squeeze her other boob before giving her nipple a good morning pinch.
Enjoying the rest of her body, I reach down past her stomach, across her hipbone and down her closest leg. Her body is endless satisfaction. Curving around her thigh, my hand comes in contact with the supple skin of her inner thigh. I could wander here all morning. My mind goes crazy from the sensations of all five of my fingers stroking such a place all at the same time.
Drawing up between her thighs, my fingers part her outer lips and play in the inner folds. Warm and inviting, her pussy coats my fingers with her morning wetness.
With her eyes still closed, Molly moans and stretches while rocking her hips up against my outstretched arm and fingers. Sliding inside her, my fingers swirl around inside her, bathing in her warmth.
I lick Molly’s morning dew from my fingers, completing my breakfast in bed.
“Thanks for a great breakfast,” I praise as I start to climb out of bed.
“No, don’t go,” Molly requests, pulling me back to her side.
Her warm, soft skin tempts me to stay.
But, alas, I must get up. My Saturday job is calling me, too. I take a mental image of her and give her one last kiss before I go.
My hand and fingers continue their exploration of the rest of Molly’s freshly exposed body. They find a collarbone, a shoulder, and an arm to caress. Then they slide down to cup and squeeze her other boob before giving her nipple a good morning pinch.
Enjoying the rest of her body, I reach down past her stomach, across her hipbone and down her closest leg. Her body is endless satisfaction. Curving around her thigh, my hand comes in contact with the supple skin of her inner thigh. I could wander here all morning. My mind goes crazy from the sensations of all five of my fingers stroking such a place all at the same time.
Drawing up between her thighs, my fingers part her outer lips and play in the inner folds. Warm and inviting, her pussy coats my fingers with her morning wetness.
With her eyes still closed, Molly moans and stretches while rocking her hips up against my outstretched arm and fingers. Sliding inside her, my fingers swirl around inside her, bathing in her warmth.
I lick Molly’s morning dew from my fingers, completing my breakfast in bed.
“Thanks for a great breakfast,” I praise as I start to climb out of bed.
“No, don’t go,” Molly requests, pulling me back to her side.
Her warm, soft skin tempts me to stay.
But, alas, I must get up. My Saturday job is calling me, too. I take a mental image of her and give her one last kiss before I go.
Miles Hightower is my alter ego and now pen name. He came about as my wife started reading erotic romance and discussing the books in FB chat groups. Wanting to be apart of what interested her, I came up with Miles Hightower as a persona to lurk about in the social media world while keeping my personal life personal.
I am a husband, for 16 years and counting, to my wife Sara. We have two children. When not being a husband and dad to them, I enjoy flying. At one point I wanted to be a career corporate pilot, flying Lear jets all over the country. After I graduated from college I taught people how to fly for three years. Long story short, a flying career didn't work out and I ended up working in manufacturing. But that's where I met Sara. So it did work out after all. I still work in manufacturing, as a Quality Engineer and now just fly for fun when the weather is nice.
Along with flying I also enjoy playing golf, darts, taking my family to water parks, sitting in our hot tub or on a beach with Sara and a glass of wine and now writing. I tried to learn the guitar a few years ago, but that didn’t go so well. Apparently I have no musical talent whatsoever. I am a product of the 80’s and still am very into the hair band music from that era. And no, I didn’t have big hair back in the day, but I did sport a mullet.
As far as my writing goes, I don’t write “Disney Fairytale” style romances (as I like to call them) where a knight in shining armor comes in and saves the damsel in distress. I write about fictional erotic fantasy from a guy’s perspective; about how a guy might think, feel or act in a particular situation. My stories are ideas I make up with a little reality involving the things that interest me, like flying, and life in general tossed in. I do research the things that I don't know anything about, in an effort to make the story seem a little more real than complete fantasy. If it's on the internet it's true, right? I like my book(s) to come of as fantasy, yet slightly plausible.
Anything else you want to know about me, hit me up on my author page on Facebook or at www.mileshightower.com
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