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Authors: Jenna Stewart
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about Beau Johnson, it was that he was a good Marine.
Chapter Seven
Leah watched the bulge in his jeans grow and lengthen. That would soon be deep inside her, and she could hardly wait.
She unbuttoned him and ran the zipper carefully over his erection. He sucked in a breath as the back of her hand came in contact with his briefs.
“Lift up.” He raised his hips to allow her to pull off his jeans and then his briefs. His cock stood erect, thick, long, and proud.
“What have we here?” she said in a low voice. “It looks good enough to eat.”
Beau made no sound, but his muscles looked tense with the effort he expended not speaking or moving.
She bent over him and licked the head. He sucked in another hard breath when she teased him with her tongue again, but when she took him most of the way, her hand twisting gently on the skin at his base and her tongue stroking him all the way down and once more all the way back up, he groaned loudly. She did it again, using her hand to lead her mouth down, twist at the bottom, and then follow her mouth up. The next time down she moaned while she held him deeply in her mouth, and he jerked up, giving her an inch more she didn’t think she could handle. But she did. Now he pushed and withdrew in concert with her mouth.
Blowing Beau was so erotic, she moved her hips in rhythm. He raised his knee so her pussy came in contact with his leg and she scrubbed her clit against him. Down, up, back, forth. Closing her eyes, she lost all notion of time and place. There was only the sensation of rough skin on sensitive, smooth skin and his cock filling her mouth. She came with no more than that—her body’s instinctive reaction to stimulation.
Her groan of surrender brought Beau to action. He reached down and pulled her off him. The sound of foil tearing open meant he was covering himself. When he lay back again, she crawled to him and straddled him. Her orgasm still rippled through her body, nerve to nerve, muscle to muscle. She slid over him easily with the flow of her cream easing the way. She rose onto her knees and fell back down. With one hand she reached behind and stroked his scrotum.
“Baby, I can’t take that. I want you to come again.”
She rose and fell again, swiveling her hips and rubbing her clit on the wiry hair at the base of his cock. Heat flooded her. Her breasts bounced with her merry-go-round fucking. She rolled his balls between her fingers. She wished she’d thought to take them into her mouth while she was at it. Next time.
“Just having you inside me is bringing me close.”
“Then this should help.” He reached between them and pressed her clit with his thumb. The climax struck, not totally unexpected but overwhelming all the same. She cried out. She couldn’t help it.
Beau held her hip with his other hand and drove into her until she rose and fell through the thrust of his cock and no action on her part. She let go and rode him as a bronc buster managed a wild stallion. Finally, he used both hands to hold her tightly to him. Her orgasm went on and on, and somehow knowing Beau was coming, too, set her off on another round. By the time they both finished, she was limp as a dishrag. He caught her as she fell forward and eased her onto his chest. His cock was still lodged in her pussy, and she pushed against it.
“You’ve rung me out,” he said.
“I could say the same, if I had the strength to talk.” She cuddled against him, tucking her arms to his sides.
“Do you want to sleep? We should get under the covers.”
“No, just rest for a minute.”
He wrapped her in his arms. “Feel free.”
Leah let the euphoria of her orgasm wash over her. That had been great. Absolutely the best sex she’d had in a long time. Maybe ever, and she didn’t think it was because it had been too long between fuck sessions. There was something about Beau that made the sex special as well as spectacular.
If he hadn’t wandered into her class, who would
Chapter Seven
Leah watched the bulge in his jeans grow and lengthen. That would soon be deep inside her, and she could hardly wait.
She unbuttoned him and ran the zipper carefully over his erection. He sucked in a breath as the back of her hand came in contact with his briefs.
“Lift up.” He raised his hips to allow her to pull off his jeans and then his briefs. His cock stood erect, thick, long, and proud.
“What have we here?” she said in a low voice. “It looks good enough to eat.”
Beau made no sound, but his muscles looked tense with the effort he expended not speaking or moving.
She bent over him and licked the head. He sucked in another hard breath when she teased him with her tongue again, but when she took him most of the way, her hand twisting gently on the skin at his base and her tongue stroking him all the way down and once more all the way back up, he groaned loudly. She did it again, using her hand to lead her mouth down, twist at the bottom, and then follow her mouth up. The next time down she moaned while she held him deeply in her mouth, and he jerked up, giving her an inch more she didn’t think she could handle. But she did. Now he pushed and withdrew in concert with her mouth.
Blowing Beau was so erotic, she moved her hips in rhythm. He raised his knee so her pussy came in contact with his leg and she scrubbed her clit against him. Down, up, back, forth. Closing her eyes, she lost all notion of time and place. There was only the sensation of rough skin on sensitive, smooth skin and his cock filling her mouth. She came with no more than that—her body’s instinctive reaction to stimulation.
Her groan of surrender brought Beau to action. He reached down and pulled her off him. The sound of foil tearing open meant he was covering himself. When he lay back again, she crawled to him and straddled him. Her orgasm still rippled through her body, nerve to nerve, muscle to muscle. She slid over him easily with the flow of her cream easing the way. She rose onto her knees and fell back down. With one hand she reached behind and stroked his scrotum.
“Baby, I can’t take that. I want you to come again.”
She rose and fell again, swiveling her hips and rubbing her clit on the wiry hair at the base of his cock. Heat flooded her. Her breasts bounced with her merry-go-round fucking. She rolled his balls between her fingers. She wished she’d thought to take them into her mouth while she was at it. Next time.
“Just having you inside me is bringing me close.”
“Then this should help.” He reached between them and pressed her clit with his thumb. The climax struck, not totally unexpected but overwhelming all the same. She cried out. She couldn’t help it.
Beau held her hip with his other hand and drove into her until she rose and fell through the thrust of his cock and no action on her part. She let go and rode him as a bronc buster managed a wild stallion. Finally, he used both hands to hold her tightly to him. Her orgasm went on and on, and somehow knowing Beau was coming, too, set her off on another round. By the time they both finished, she was limp as a dishrag. He caught her as she fell forward and eased her onto his chest. His cock was still lodged in her pussy, and she pushed against it.
“You’ve rung me out,” he said.
“I could say the same, if I had the strength to talk.” She cuddled against him, tucking her arms to his sides.
“Do you want to sleep? We should get under the covers.”
“No, just rest for a minute.”
He wrapped her in his arms. “Feel free.”
Leah let the euphoria of her orgasm wash over her. That had been great. Absolutely the best sex she’d had in a long time. Maybe ever, and she didn’t think it was because it had been too long between fuck sessions. There was something about Beau that made the sex special as well as spectacular.
If he hadn’t wandered into her class, who would
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