up.’
Oh, she was working her way up, all right. A slow, deep throbbing like a jungle drum rhythmically pounded the hot blood through her veins.
He jumped onto the bench above and sat with his knees framing her shoulders. Hayley hooked her arms around his lower legs, stroking her fingers through the golden hairs, down over his foot and in between his toes. Being with Reuben felt natural somehow. Not awkward at all. Perhaps that was why she agreed to let him get even this close?
Reuben pushed the straps of her bra off her shoulders and kneaded the tight knots in her muscles between his fingers.
‘You’re all tensed up,’ he informed her. ‘That job of yours must be tough. It’s playing havoc with your body.’
She knew she went rigid. He had no idea what he was saying. Relax. ‘Most any job’ll do that.’
His hands were on the bra fastening at her back. ‘Can I take it off?’
She liked that he still asked. Took nothing for granted, unlike the creeps she encountered in her line of work. She nodded. His warm palms enclosed her, cupping her breasts like a living bra.
‘Scoot forwards.’ Reuben squeezed down a step into the space behind her back on the lower bench, creating a wall of hot, hard muscle for her to lean against. He flexed his fingers around her breasts, like an artisan baker lovingly caressing warm, pliable dough.
The sensations that coursed through Hayley’s body were at once stimulating and soothing. Her skin was hot and damp and perspiration flowed freely between her body and Reuben’s, allowing his skin to glide effortlessly over hers as he moved. Her hair was piled on top of her head and Reuben dropped his lips to her neck and nuzzled at the drops of moisture rolling down her skin.
Her breathing quickened and grew shallow. She could feel moisture gathering in her pussy as his lips travelled up to her earlobe where he nipped and licked at the sensitive nerve endings beneath her skin.
‘Oh Hayley.’ Reuben whispered into her ear, sending shivers tripping up her spine. ‘You’re so hot.’
She knew he wasn’t commenting on her temperature. ‘You make me that way, Reuben. When you touch me like that, I want to melt.’
He laughed low, in the back of his throat. He sounded really turned on. And when had she learnt to read him so well? But perhaps it was the other clue. She laughed gently at the unsubtle prompting of the huge erection flush against her spine. She rolled her hips back against it, drawing a little moan of pleasure from his lips.
‘If you do that much more, you know I’m going to come all over you, don’t you?’
Reuben’s fingers worked at her nipples and it was no massage job. He pinched and tugged until her breath fell hard and fast. Her hips rolled, her empty body seeking contact with something. Anything.
Strong hands grasped her knees, slowly parting her thighs, and they stroked their way upwards towards her panties. She felt divine, here in the darkness, the heat. Suddenly both of them wanted to be free of the thong that got in the way of Reuben’s fingers. Hayley lifted slightly, levering against his thighs. He leant forward, pushing her panties down from her hips to mid-thigh. She wriggled her legs to remove them the rest of the way and resumed her previous position unbidden, thighs open, inviting his touch.
Capable hands stroked the soft, damp skin of her inner thighs until his fingers reached the soft divide above. Her eyes were closed, dwelling on the sensations he excited. There was only her and him and a world that no longer existed beyond them. Viscous secretions pooled between her labia, coating her luscious cavern, allowing Reuben’s fingers to slip easily through her sex, stirring a whirlpool of erotic necessity. She released her breath on a sigh.
His two forefingers parted slightly, working slowly back and forth, avoiding direct contact with her clit and vaginal opening. The referred stimulation at each was delicate but with a soft, slow
Oh, she was working her way up, all right. A slow, deep throbbing like a jungle drum rhythmically pounded the hot blood through her veins.
He jumped onto the bench above and sat with his knees framing her shoulders. Hayley hooked her arms around his lower legs, stroking her fingers through the golden hairs, down over his foot and in between his toes. Being with Reuben felt natural somehow. Not awkward at all. Perhaps that was why she agreed to let him get even this close?
Reuben pushed the straps of her bra off her shoulders and kneaded the tight knots in her muscles between his fingers.
‘You’re all tensed up,’ he informed her. ‘That job of yours must be tough. It’s playing havoc with your body.’
She knew she went rigid. He had no idea what he was saying. Relax. ‘Most any job’ll do that.’
His hands were on the bra fastening at her back. ‘Can I take it off?’
She liked that he still asked. Took nothing for granted, unlike the creeps she encountered in her line of work. She nodded. His warm palms enclosed her, cupping her breasts like a living bra.
‘Scoot forwards.’ Reuben squeezed down a step into the space behind her back on the lower bench, creating a wall of hot, hard muscle for her to lean against. He flexed his fingers around her breasts, like an artisan baker lovingly caressing warm, pliable dough.
The sensations that coursed through Hayley’s body were at once stimulating and soothing. Her skin was hot and damp and perspiration flowed freely between her body and Reuben’s, allowing his skin to glide effortlessly over hers as he moved. Her hair was piled on top of her head and Reuben dropped his lips to her neck and nuzzled at the drops of moisture rolling down her skin.
Her breathing quickened and grew shallow. She could feel moisture gathering in her pussy as his lips travelled up to her earlobe where he nipped and licked at the sensitive nerve endings beneath her skin.
‘Oh Hayley.’ Reuben whispered into her ear, sending shivers tripping up her spine. ‘You’re so hot.’
She knew he wasn’t commenting on her temperature. ‘You make me that way, Reuben. When you touch me like that, I want to melt.’
He laughed low, in the back of his throat. He sounded really turned on. And when had she learnt to read him so well? But perhaps it was the other clue. She laughed gently at the unsubtle prompting of the huge erection flush against her spine. She rolled her hips back against it, drawing a little moan of pleasure from his lips.
‘If you do that much more, you know I’m going to come all over you, don’t you?’
Reuben’s fingers worked at her nipples and it was no massage job. He pinched and tugged until her breath fell hard and fast. Her hips rolled, her empty body seeking contact with something. Anything.
Strong hands grasped her knees, slowly parting her thighs, and they stroked their way upwards towards her panties. She felt divine, here in the darkness, the heat. Suddenly both of them wanted to be free of the thong that got in the way of Reuben’s fingers. Hayley lifted slightly, levering against his thighs. He leant forward, pushing her panties down from her hips to mid-thigh. She wriggled her legs to remove them the rest of the way and resumed her previous position unbidden, thighs open, inviting his touch.
Capable hands stroked the soft, damp skin of her inner thighs until his fingers reached the soft divide above. Her eyes were closed, dwelling on the sensations he excited. There was only her and him and a world that no longer existed beyond them. Viscous secretions pooled between her labia, coating her luscious cavern, allowing Reuben’s fingers to slip easily through her sex, stirring a whirlpool of erotic necessity. She released her breath on a sigh.
His two forefingers parted slightly, working slowly back and forth, avoiding direct contact with her clit and vaginal opening. The referred stimulation at each was delicate but with a soft, slow
Similar Books
