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getting her ready to accept his cock.
Several moments passed before he couldn’t wait any longer. Max withdrew his fingers from her ass, his cock from her pussy. Adding more oil to the head of his shaft, he pressed it against her anus. Instead of tightening, as he’d expected, Karessa pushed her buttocks back at him.
His little vixen wanted this as much as he.
“You want me to fuck your ass, don’t you?”
“Yessss.”
“Hard or easy?”
“Hard. Fuck me hard, Max.”
He pushed his cock all the way inside her ass. Karessa arched her back even more and tossed back her head. “Oh, God !”
“Am I hurting you?”
“No, no. It feels incredible.”
Slipping one hand beneath her stomach, he held her tighter against him. His thrusts picked up speed until he was hammering into her. Leaning over her body, he drove his tongue into her ear. She shivered.
“This feels… God …so good. I love having my cock in your ass.”
“Harder, Max. Harder! ”
Karessa’s breaths became choppy and uneven…the sign of an impending orgasm. Sliding his hand farther down her stomach, he caressed her clit. “That’s it, babe. Come for me while I’m fucking your ass.”
Her body bucked beneath his. The contractions of her orgasm grabbed his cock. His balls tightened. Max thrust as deeply inside her as he could and came.
Remembering how to breathe took too much concentration. Instead, he followed Karessa as she stretched out on the blanket. He lay still, his shaft still inside her, while the aftereffects of his orgasm flashed through his body. Making love with Karessa was always special. This had been…overwhelming.
His heart clutched in his chest again. He’d never told a woman he loved her. Feelings so strong, so powerful, had to be expressed out loud. He kissed the curve of her ear. “I love you, Karessa,” he whispered.
She lifted her head and gave him a gentle smile. “I love you, too.”
Eight
K aressa slipped her hands in the pockets of her slacks and stared at Max. He sat in the porch swing, his head resting on the back, his eyes closed. She took the time to study him. A few strands of gray were now mixed in his dark hair. The laugh lines at the corners of his eyes were more pronounced. Other than those two things, she saw no evidence of his aging. His stomach was still as flat as it had been five years ago, his chest and shoulders as broad. He’d always had a killer body.
The mustache was new. Full and thick, it almost covered his upper lip. Karessa had never kissed a man with a mustache. She couldn’t help wondering how it would feel against her lips…and other, more intimate, parts of her body.
His chest rose and fell steadily as if he were asleep. He must be having a very sexy dream. His erection filled the crotch of his faded jeans.
Her mouth watered at the sight.
She cleared her throat. “Max.”
Nothing. “Max,” she said a bit louder.
Still nothing. Karessa wiped her palm on her slacks and touched his shoulder. His body jerked. He opened his eyes andwhipped his head toward her. That laserlike silver gaze pierced her, making her catch her breath.
It should be against the law for a man to ooze so much sex appeal.
“Karessa.” He frowned slightly. “What are you doing here?”
“It’s my house.”
“It’s the middle of the day. You’re usually at work.”
He sat up straighter, and winced. She had no doubt his jeans had cut into his erect penis. She turned her head for a moment to give him the privacy to adjust himself. Not wanting to tell him about her headache, she gave him another reason she’d come home in the middle of the day. “I wanted to talk to Kevin about one of the upstairs rooms. I’ve been leaving early and getting home late, so haven’t had the chance to say more than a few words to him in passing.”
She saw him stand out of the corner of her eye. Deciding it must be safe to look at him again, she once more faced him.
“Kevin went out to lunch. Can I
Several moments passed before he couldn’t wait any longer. Max withdrew his fingers from her ass, his cock from her pussy. Adding more oil to the head of his shaft, he pressed it against her anus. Instead of tightening, as he’d expected, Karessa pushed her buttocks back at him.
His little vixen wanted this as much as he.
“You want me to fuck your ass, don’t you?”
“Yessss.”
“Hard or easy?”
“Hard. Fuck me hard, Max.”
He pushed his cock all the way inside her ass. Karessa arched her back even more and tossed back her head. “Oh, God !”
“Am I hurting you?”
“No, no. It feels incredible.”
Slipping one hand beneath her stomach, he held her tighter against him. His thrusts picked up speed until he was hammering into her. Leaning over her body, he drove his tongue into her ear. She shivered.
“This feels… God …so good. I love having my cock in your ass.”
“Harder, Max. Harder! ”
Karessa’s breaths became choppy and uneven…the sign of an impending orgasm. Sliding his hand farther down her stomach, he caressed her clit. “That’s it, babe. Come for me while I’m fucking your ass.”
Her body bucked beneath his. The contractions of her orgasm grabbed his cock. His balls tightened. Max thrust as deeply inside her as he could and came.
Remembering how to breathe took too much concentration. Instead, he followed Karessa as she stretched out on the blanket. He lay still, his shaft still inside her, while the aftereffects of his orgasm flashed through his body. Making love with Karessa was always special. This had been…overwhelming.
His heart clutched in his chest again. He’d never told a woman he loved her. Feelings so strong, so powerful, had to be expressed out loud. He kissed the curve of her ear. “I love you, Karessa,” he whispered.
She lifted her head and gave him a gentle smile. “I love you, too.”
Eight
K aressa slipped her hands in the pockets of her slacks and stared at Max. He sat in the porch swing, his head resting on the back, his eyes closed. She took the time to study him. A few strands of gray were now mixed in his dark hair. The laugh lines at the corners of his eyes were more pronounced. Other than those two things, she saw no evidence of his aging. His stomach was still as flat as it had been five years ago, his chest and shoulders as broad. He’d always had a killer body.
The mustache was new. Full and thick, it almost covered his upper lip. Karessa had never kissed a man with a mustache. She couldn’t help wondering how it would feel against her lips…and other, more intimate, parts of her body.
His chest rose and fell steadily as if he were asleep. He must be having a very sexy dream. His erection filled the crotch of his faded jeans.
Her mouth watered at the sight.
She cleared her throat. “Max.”
Nothing. “Max,” she said a bit louder.
Still nothing. Karessa wiped her palm on her slacks and touched his shoulder. His body jerked. He opened his eyes andwhipped his head toward her. That laserlike silver gaze pierced her, making her catch her breath.
It should be against the law for a man to ooze so much sex appeal.
“Karessa.” He frowned slightly. “What are you doing here?”
“It’s my house.”
“It’s the middle of the day. You’re usually at work.”
He sat up straighter, and winced. She had no doubt his jeans had cut into his erect penis. She turned her head for a moment to give him the privacy to adjust himself. Not wanting to tell him about her headache, she gave him another reason she’d come home in the middle of the day. “I wanted to talk to Kevin about one of the upstairs rooms. I’ve been leaving early and getting home late, so haven’t had the chance to say more than a few words to him in passing.”
She saw him stand out of the corner of her eye. Deciding it must be safe to look at him again, she once more faced him.
“Kevin went out to lunch. Can I
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