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his lips. “You taste so good … so damn good. I can’t wait to feel your grip around me as I fuck you.” He slid her finger deep into his mouth, his tongue circling, lapping at every inch. “But first,” he released her only to lean in and swipe his tongue through her slit, “you have something to show me, don’t you, baby?”
How could he be so in control when she was about to come apart at the seams? It made her want to smack him.
She smiled seductively. Raising her foot to his chest, she pushed hard. Joe caught himself on his hands before he landed flat on his back. “No touching,” she admonished.
“Amanda.” His voice held that delicious hint of warning.
“Watch,” she whispered as she ran her hands back down between her legs. Liquid heat wept from her sex, their little game making her incredibly aroused. She stretched herself open for him, running a finger around her tight opening. “Hmm, it’s so hot,” she teased as she eased a finger inside her slick channel, her eyes drifting shut in pleasure. She added a second finger and began a slow, torturous glide in and out.
Joe groaned loud enough to gain her attention. His balls were drawn up tight, his cock hard and ready. He reached for his discarded jeans, pulling a condom from the pocket. She moved her wet fingers over her clit as he sheathed himself.
“Look at me, Amanda,” he said in a firm voice. “Look at me when you come.”
Moving her fingers faster, she gazed at him. Her stomach tightened, her body coiled, preparing to release in a blast of pleasure. She screamed his name as he jerked her legs forward and entered her in one hard thrust. His groan mixed with hers as she clamped down on him and her orgasm shot through her.
He rode her slow and easy, one orgasm quickly leading to another, leaving her weak and breathless. He roared his release as she trembled around him.
Joe panted as he rested his forehead against hers. “Jesus, that was amazing. You’re amazing.”
She brought his head to her chest, happy to hold his weight as she sank farther into the couch. She held him gently against her. “I’ve never done anything like that before.” He tried to raise his head, but she held him fast.
“Regrets?” he asked.
“No, no regrets,” she said, her thoughts turning sad at the thought of him leaving.
He pulled away from her, his hand cradling her cheek tenderly. “What is it, Mandy? Did I hurt you?”
“Oh, God no. Not even close. Unless you count the fact that my legs won’t ever work right again,” she said, her limbs quivering as she tried to squeeze him with her knees. “See?”
His eyes narrowed. “You sure?”
“Just give me a second to catch my breath and I’ll finish that breakfast I started making before I was so rudely interrupted.”
“Rudely interrupted?”
She winked. “When Sam called.”
“Ah, right.” He laughed and pushed to his feet. “How about we get some clothes on and I’ll take you out for breakfast.” He glanced at his watch. “Or maybe lunch.”
Her stomach growled at the thought of food. “Don’t you have anything else you need to do today?” She reached out her hands for him to pull her from the couch. He jerked her up, wrapping his arms around her waist and plastering her to his chest.
“You trying to get rid of me?” His lips brushed against hers.
She felt a rush of liquid between her legs as the intoxicating warmth of his skin penetrated hers. Jesus, this man could turn her into a sex addict. “Of course not, but I don’t want you to feel obligated either.”
His jaw twitched. “Obligated to share a meal with you?”
“You know what I mean,” she said, nipping his chin.
“No, Mandy. I don’t think I do.” He set her on her feet, keeping his hands on her arms until she was steady.
“I just meant that if you need to be somewhere, I’d understand.” This was definitely a weird conversation to have naked, so she reached for his T-shirt and pulled it over her
How could he be so in control when she was about to come apart at the seams? It made her want to smack him.
She smiled seductively. Raising her foot to his chest, she pushed hard. Joe caught himself on his hands before he landed flat on his back. “No touching,” she admonished.
“Amanda.” His voice held that delicious hint of warning.
“Watch,” she whispered as she ran her hands back down between her legs. Liquid heat wept from her sex, their little game making her incredibly aroused. She stretched herself open for him, running a finger around her tight opening. “Hmm, it’s so hot,” she teased as she eased a finger inside her slick channel, her eyes drifting shut in pleasure. She added a second finger and began a slow, torturous glide in and out.
Joe groaned loud enough to gain her attention. His balls were drawn up tight, his cock hard and ready. He reached for his discarded jeans, pulling a condom from the pocket. She moved her wet fingers over her clit as he sheathed himself.
“Look at me, Amanda,” he said in a firm voice. “Look at me when you come.”
Moving her fingers faster, she gazed at him. Her stomach tightened, her body coiled, preparing to release in a blast of pleasure. She screamed his name as he jerked her legs forward and entered her in one hard thrust. His groan mixed with hers as she clamped down on him and her orgasm shot through her.
He rode her slow and easy, one orgasm quickly leading to another, leaving her weak and breathless. He roared his release as she trembled around him.
Joe panted as he rested his forehead against hers. “Jesus, that was amazing. You’re amazing.”
She brought his head to her chest, happy to hold his weight as she sank farther into the couch. She held him gently against her. “I’ve never done anything like that before.” He tried to raise his head, but she held him fast.
“Regrets?” he asked.
“No, no regrets,” she said, her thoughts turning sad at the thought of him leaving.
He pulled away from her, his hand cradling her cheek tenderly. “What is it, Mandy? Did I hurt you?”
“Oh, God no. Not even close. Unless you count the fact that my legs won’t ever work right again,” she said, her limbs quivering as she tried to squeeze him with her knees. “See?”
His eyes narrowed. “You sure?”
“Just give me a second to catch my breath and I’ll finish that breakfast I started making before I was so rudely interrupted.”
“Rudely interrupted?”
She winked. “When Sam called.”
“Ah, right.” He laughed and pushed to his feet. “How about we get some clothes on and I’ll take you out for breakfast.” He glanced at his watch. “Or maybe lunch.”
Her stomach growled at the thought of food. “Don’t you have anything else you need to do today?” She reached out her hands for him to pull her from the couch. He jerked her up, wrapping his arms around her waist and plastering her to his chest.
“You trying to get rid of me?” His lips brushed against hers.
She felt a rush of liquid between her legs as the intoxicating warmth of his skin penetrated hers. Jesus, this man could turn her into a sex addict. “Of course not, but I don’t want you to feel obligated either.”
His jaw twitched. “Obligated to share a meal with you?”
“You know what I mean,” she said, nipping his chin.
“No, Mandy. I don’t think I do.” He set her on her feet, keeping his hands on her arms until she was steady.
“I just meant that if you need to be somewhere, I’d understand.” This was definitely a weird conversation to have naked, so she reached for his T-shirt and pulled it over her
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