knew.”
Jerrod winced. Chuck would come unglued.
“But then, after I spent some time in the hot tub, I realized that I was doing all this thinking and worrying , instead of just feeling . Like maybe I should be paying attention to how great my body feels this morning. Like how awesome it was when you made me come.”
“I’m glad you liked it.”
“Yeah. It was awesome, like I said.” She took another sip. “So, instead of being all in my head about what we did, I decided I’d just try to go by what my body tells me for a change.”
He grinned. “Sounds good. And what is your body telling you right this minute?”
She smiled back over the rim of her cup, making him wait while she drained it.
“My body says it’s about time I started listening to it.”
He laughed. She set the cup down.
“Come here.” Her voice was low and husky. She crooked her finger at him.
He hardened instantly as he sauntered toward her, feeling that silly grin plastered all over his face again. The island was tall enough that they ended up almost eye to eye. He stood waiting, his erection snugged up against her knees, arms hanging at his sides. Not completely sure of what she had in mind, he thought he’d let her take the lead for now, though God knows he was aching to touch her.
“What now, princess?”
“Um, you said last night that I wouldn’t be sore any more after a couple of days.”
He nodded. “By Tuesday I’d say it’ll all be a distant memory.”
“Well—what if I don’t want to wait until Tuesday to do it again?”
Her hands began to stroke up and down his arms. Her gray and gold eyes locked with his and her tongue flicked out, licking along her lower lip nervously. Her nipples stood erect in the cool morning air.
God, she was killing him.
“Are you sure, Macy?”
She nodded and gave him a shy smile. “Something that feels that awesome can’t really be so bad, right?”
“You…are…so…right.” Between each word he leaned forward and gave her a tiny kiss, on the chin, on her nose, and finally on her mouth. Without touching her body yet, he deepened the kiss, using only his lips and tongue to tell her just how much he longed to comply with her desires. She whimpered like a puppy, pulling him closer, her tongue pushing into his mouth. Their breath mingled, tasting of coffee and cream.
He lifted his hands and placed them on her thighs, feathering his fingers against her satiny skin. Without a word from him, she parted her knees a bit. When he glanced down, he was treated to an enticing glimpse of her sweet, clean pussy lips, peeping through dark curls. His cock bulged against the zipper of his jeans, eager for release.
He kissed his way down the column of her slender throat to the little hollow between her collar bones, prolonging his own agony, seeking to arouse her more with each touch of his mouth. She arched back, thrusting her small, firm breasts out, making it clear what she wanted. He obeyed, teasing in a lazy circle around one damp areola with his tongue before drawing the taut tip into his mouth.
She made a broken, breathless sound. He suckled a moment longer and then pulled away from her breast.
“Lay back, baby,” he murmured. She leaned back on her elbows, watching him from beneath heavy lids. He put his hands on her hips and scooted her forward just a little to the edge of the counter, laying her knees wide so that her delectable pussy opened for him like a dusky orchid. He savored the faint female essence that rose from her.
“You’re beautiful, Macy.”
“No one has ever told me that before. I—I didn’t know.”
“You’re perfect.” He dipped his mouth and touched his lips to her curls, then ran his tongue along her moist slit. Her hips rose.
“Oh, God.” She shuddered.
He held her open with his thumbs, exposing her clit, then licked again from her wet opening to the little button. Taking his time, enjoying her unique flavor, he laved every crease and fold of her
Jerrod winced. Chuck would come unglued.
“But then, after I spent some time in the hot tub, I realized that I was doing all this thinking and worrying , instead of just feeling . Like maybe I should be paying attention to how great my body feels this morning. Like how awesome it was when you made me come.”
“I’m glad you liked it.”
“Yeah. It was awesome, like I said.” She took another sip. “So, instead of being all in my head about what we did, I decided I’d just try to go by what my body tells me for a change.”
He grinned. “Sounds good. And what is your body telling you right this minute?”
She smiled back over the rim of her cup, making him wait while she drained it.
“My body says it’s about time I started listening to it.”
He laughed. She set the cup down.
“Come here.” Her voice was low and husky. She crooked her finger at him.
He hardened instantly as he sauntered toward her, feeling that silly grin plastered all over his face again. The island was tall enough that they ended up almost eye to eye. He stood waiting, his erection snugged up against her knees, arms hanging at his sides. Not completely sure of what she had in mind, he thought he’d let her take the lead for now, though God knows he was aching to touch her.
“What now, princess?”
“Um, you said last night that I wouldn’t be sore any more after a couple of days.”
He nodded. “By Tuesday I’d say it’ll all be a distant memory.”
“Well—what if I don’t want to wait until Tuesday to do it again?”
Her hands began to stroke up and down his arms. Her gray and gold eyes locked with his and her tongue flicked out, licking along her lower lip nervously. Her nipples stood erect in the cool morning air.
God, she was killing him.
“Are you sure, Macy?”
She nodded and gave him a shy smile. “Something that feels that awesome can’t really be so bad, right?”
“You…are…so…right.” Between each word he leaned forward and gave her a tiny kiss, on the chin, on her nose, and finally on her mouth. Without touching her body yet, he deepened the kiss, using only his lips and tongue to tell her just how much he longed to comply with her desires. She whimpered like a puppy, pulling him closer, her tongue pushing into his mouth. Their breath mingled, tasting of coffee and cream.
He lifted his hands and placed them on her thighs, feathering his fingers against her satiny skin. Without a word from him, she parted her knees a bit. When he glanced down, he was treated to an enticing glimpse of her sweet, clean pussy lips, peeping through dark curls. His cock bulged against the zipper of his jeans, eager for release.
He kissed his way down the column of her slender throat to the little hollow between her collar bones, prolonging his own agony, seeking to arouse her more with each touch of his mouth. She arched back, thrusting her small, firm breasts out, making it clear what she wanted. He obeyed, teasing in a lazy circle around one damp areola with his tongue before drawing the taut tip into his mouth.
She made a broken, breathless sound. He suckled a moment longer and then pulled away from her breast.
“Lay back, baby,” he murmured. She leaned back on her elbows, watching him from beneath heavy lids. He put his hands on her hips and scooted her forward just a little to the edge of the counter, laying her knees wide so that her delectable pussy opened for him like a dusky orchid. He savored the faint female essence that rose from her.
“You’re beautiful, Macy.”
“No one has ever told me that before. I—I didn’t know.”
“You’re perfect.” He dipped his mouth and touched his lips to her curls, then ran his tongue along her moist slit. Her hips rose.
“Oh, God.” She shuddered.
He held her open with his thumbs, exposing her clit, then licked again from her wet opening to the little button. Taking his time, enjoying her unique flavor, he laved every crease and fold of her
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