Page 11 of King of Jokers
Getting ready to start I tapped the keys lightly and mentally took myself back downstairs. I could spend the next hour berating myself or I could use the inundation of inspiring thoughts to my advantage. Allow the tingles from his touch to light the flame needed to finish this scene.
Tomorrow was a new day and no doubt we would laugh about the hilarity of it all over breakfast before forgetting it ever happened.
Well, I would try to forget… maybe.
But deep down I knew there would be no erasing the memory of his mouth against mine. Or the hardness of his body moulding perfectly against my own, sending an eruption of goosebumps across my skin. The feel of where his palm rested against my lower back, burning my skin and sending my pulse soaring.
Re-reading the last line I wrote, I channelled the tormenting pleasure of earlier and stretched my hands out against the cool metal before my fingers began flying across the keys.
Jack
Chapter Six
Thewatercascadeddownmy body as I repeatedly splashed handfuls against my face in a desperate attempt to rid myself of the unadulterated need pumping through me.
Unexpected and most definitely problematic need.
Tonight was not the homecoming I was expecting.
I thought I would come home to the predictably familiar routine which seemed to follow Win and I like a shadow. The initial excitement, followed by the verbal diarrhoea while we recapped anything and everything we’d missed as we shared an easy meal. What I was not expecting was to arrive and see Winter in the pool in the tiniest bikini I’d ever seen. I wasn’t expecting to enjoy watching her in a way I hadn’t ever done before and I was most definitely not expecting her to launch herself at me, those fucking tits consuming my vision, before kissing me.
Kissing me.
The most enlightening part of all – I fucking loved it.
The faint flicker which crept to life as I stood by the pool spread, each quick glance feeding the flame, until I stood mere centimetres from her as she recounted her ideas for a story which grew in her mind. By then, the fire was roaring with confidence and the sparks were sending unbidden messages to areas which now were making themselves known.
Taking my angry cock in my hand I began stroking to a plethora of new images.
The sight of that body gliding through the pool so effortlessly.
The beads of water dripping down her back and over her black bikini, showcasing a fucking wet dream.
That arse – entirely visible courtesy of her high-cut swimwear.
Her smile when she eventually turned and saw me.
The way her tits felt, warm and wet against my chest.
The innocence in her voice –do you trust me?– and the way the slightest touch of her lips against my own sent a current through my body like never before.
I’d wanted to thread my hands in her hair, tilt her head back and fuck her mouth with my tongue. Trail a finger down her throat and over her succulent chest.
At the mere thought of my hand against her bare skin, my pumping increased, the pleasure sizzling under my skin and my balls tightened when I imagined those plush lips around my cock. Somehow I was certain that mouth would suck me perfectly. Those tits would feel flawless – the perfect size for my hands.
I envisioned sliding her bikini top off, her nipples hardening under both my gaze and the breezy night air.
Smearing the pre-cum around my length, I stroked myself harder when I pictured taking one of her nipples in my mouth. The sound of my name leaving her throat in a breathy sigh when I used the other hand to slip below her thong and reach for her bud, the warmth of her swollen cunt beyond ready.
That’s it, baby, spread those thighs so I can see how wet you are for me.
She would do as I asked because she always had, but never like this. Never like the filthy thoughts I was enjoying more than I could ever admit.
What I wouldn’t give to see her swollen lips after emptying my cock of all it had to offer.
Fuck.
I couldn’t stop the groan when my pleasure shot out of me with the finishing thought of how much I’d love to see her glistening pussy laid bare before me.
