stepped
into the bathroom, turned around, and beckoned him by curling her index finger
at him. When he was within arm’s length, she grabbed hold of the tie he’d worn
to his interview and pulled him close.
Their faces
were mere inches from each other. Kissing her was as tempting as the cupcakes
sitting on her kitchen countertop.
I can’t risk it.
“I think we
should get you out of these clothes so I don’t make them dirty.”
Her warm
breath tickled his skin. He had to put up every defense, every excuse in the
book, not to put his lips on hers.
Gen tugged at
his tie, loosening it, pulling it out, and untying the knot he’d spent hours
obsessing about whether or not it looked right. Katie had been an expert on
tying those things. Now it seemed he was all fingers and thumbs.
However, Gen
obviously had a knack for loosening knots. She painstakingly unfastened each
button on his shirt with cool air kissing his skin as she parted its edges. He
helped her ease it down his arms before she turned her attention to his belt.
Her fingers glided the leather through the
buckle before opening it up. He grew harder by the second when her hand brushed
his dick as she eased down his fly.
Gen pushed
her hand inside his underpants, quickly finding his cock. She didn’t kiss him
but came close, oh so close when she nipped at his lower lip while she worked
his dick. Up and down, up and down until it begged to be free of the
constraints of his underwear.
She gave them, and his pants, a tug until they
sat around his ankles. He stepped out of both and reached down and stripped his
feet bare too. The last thing he wanted to do was have sex wearing his black
pant socks.
Jake pulled
her in close, his erection pushing into her lower belly, making it feel good,
making it harder than he’d ever known.
I want to kiss you so bad.
Jake opted to
rub noses with her instead.
Shit, I didn’t bring condoms with me.
He took a
deep breath, regretting that he was going to be the bearer of some very bad
news.
“Gen, I don’t
have a condom.”
Their
foreheads kissed, and she looked him in the eye.
“I have a box
under the bathroom sink. I decided to buy some while I was at the store this
morning, just in case. I’ve hidden them with my box of tampons so Nicky doesn’t
find them and ask questions I don’t want to answer right now.”
Besides
getting the job with Pet Warehouse, that was the best
news Jake had heard all day.
He released
Gen, and she opened the door under the sink and pulled out her box of tampons.
She sorted through them and took out a foil package which she handed to him.
“What a life
saver,” he said putting the package down on the countertop and pulling her
close. He ran his hands up and down her back, his cock pulsing against her
belly as she gripped his ass cheeks, grinding him into her some more.
Jake lifted
her up and put her butt on the countertop before spreading her legs. Her folds
glistened, and her pussy lips were already swollen. He couldn’t help himself.
He reached out to feel them. She murmured, and he hoped he hadn’t hurt her. She
rested her hands on his shoulders as his thumb found her clit and made a
swirling pattern around it. Gen flung her head back, groaning and baring her
throat to him. He couldn’t kiss her mouth, but her neck was fair game.
He ground his
lips into her skin. She hadn’t showered yet, but she already smelled good,
something floral and erotic. It made his pulse quicken.
Her legs
shook as he ground his thumb harder onto her clit, feeling the nub harden and
tighten. He licked her throat this time, traveling over her windpipe as she dug
her fingers into his shoulders. Their tips bit into him as she shook, and he
felt her juices ooze from her pussy. Jake held her while slipping two fingers
inside her and pulling them apart. She was slick, tight, wet, and he wanted to
finger fuck her. He wanted to make her climax again, but he was close to the
breaking point.
He
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