By Pam Scheunemann
Introduces, in short textual content and illustrations, using the letter mix "ick" in such phrases as "kick," "brick," "trick," and "wick."
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Extra info for Ick As in Kick (Word Families Set 6)
The hungry, burning need grew warmer and spread up my belly and over my thighs. Then, too, a tingling began, following wherever the warmth had gone, but slower and pleasantly ominous. I sensed an approaching brink. "Say it," he ground. The need demanded that I say the words. Gustily, I said, "Fuck me! " The tingling spread, and suddenly, it was all crashing over me and I was crying out and spasming beneath him. The muscles in my lower abdomen clenched and unclenched uncontrollably. Annette howled and then went hoarse, collapsing over me.
When our lips parted, she pulled her head back to lap first one nipple, and then the other. " she—oh, he—asked in a throaty rumble. His head rested just against my clitoris, causing a single point of white-hot need to kindle and grow. I could barely think for it. He tapped once, twice, with his cock. A wave of mindless lust screamed through me. I bucked against him, seeking, thrusting, but he raised his hips so that he was ever just out of reach, only gently touching. Panting, I fell still. "Tell me you want it, Jeremy," he said.
We came to stand before a large machine that stood against the wall, perhaps the only static object in the room that was not filmed with dust. " Indeed, "occult" was the only word I could find to describe the thing. It had the tall, narrow, rectangular shape of the engines used at Scotland Yard. However, half of its tarnished, vertical computing mills had been replaced with narrow glass columns of green, glowing gas, which roiled about in a stormy state of flux. "You could say that," said Mr.
Ick As in Kick (Word Families Set 6) by Pam Scheunemann