I was thinking along very different lines.Of course, she knew that.The way my hands roamed over her hips and ass must have gotten the message across because she groaned softly before giving me a playful scowl.“You have a one-track mind tonight.”
“What can I say?”I rolled my hips, grinding my growing erection against her ass.“Stuffed shells get me hot.”
“A stiff breeze gets you hot, Manning.”
When she was right, she was right.I turned her slowly until we were face-to-face, and she draped her arms around my neck.“What am I going to do with you?”she asked with a sigh.
“I have a few ideas.I could show you here and now.”
She shook her head, smirking.“Whenever you’re feeling really naughty, your dimples show.Did you know that?”
“I don’t normally feel naughty while looking in a mirror, so no.”
“It also makes you kind of irresistible.”Her soft moan punctuated the statement, helped along by my mouth, skimming her jaw and taking a tour of her throat.“Oh, that’s nice.”
It was better than nice.It was perfect.There I was for so long, thinking I was beyond this sort of thing—coming home to a hot meal and an even hotterwife, catching up at the table, fooling around at the kitchen sink.
The sort of thing I could see doing for a long time, but only if the woman in question was the one now in my arms, melting against me, wrapping a leg around mine.I moved her to the side, past the sink, before lifting her onto the counter.
There was no more fooling around.She worked my buttons while I worked the dress up around her hips.“How are you so fucking soft?”I asked between long, deep kisses.My heart beat faster with every stroke of her tongue, every touch of her fingertips against my skin.Pure electricity raced its way through my body, making my skin sizzle until the need to claim her was damn near impossible to ignore.
She joined me in opening my belt, then lowered my zipper while I popped the button at my waist.This was everything.Her excitement, the sudden frenzy she was in as she pushed up on her palms so I could yank her G-string down over her ankles.
Then she wrapped her legs around my waist and locked her ankles, caging me against her.I would never complain about being this close to her heat.“Greedy,” I grunted out, finding that heat with my fingers and delving deep.
Her throaty moans were a symphony.I lost myself in them, letting them guide me.
“Tell me what you want,” I whispered, rubbing her G-spot and clit.It seemed like that was all she wanted since she leaned back against the cabinet behind her and rode my hand.
“Fuck, yes,” she gasped, closing her eyes, panting faster with every stroke of my thumb against her bundle of nerves.“Yes, more… like that…”
“Come for me,” I growled out.“So I can shove my cock deep in your pussy.Would you like that, princess?”
“God, yes.”Her hips jerked harder, faster.“Fuck me, Clay.”
I was fine until her eyes opened.Until the gold flecks in them, dancing and burning bright, hypnotized me.They promised pleasure.Oblivion.The sort of complete release I had only ever found with her.
“Ah…” She gasped, her gaze locked onto mine.Her teeth sank into her lip, making me groan with need.“Make me come first.Then fuck me.”
Jesus Christ, if she kept it up with that talk, I wouldn’t make it more than three or four pumps.The tightening of her muscles around my digits was a relief that made me quicken my pace, pounding my knuckles against her tender flesh until she clawed at my shoulders.
“Clay…oh my God!”Her back arched, and a high-pitched cry filled the room.I dragged it out, stroking slowly now while her muscles spasmed.There was only so long I could go without feeling them around my cock, which dripped in anticipation by the time I pulled it free from my boxer briefs.
“You want this?”Dragging my head through her slick heat, I settled the tip against her needy hole but stayed still.“Do you?”I whispered.
“Yes!”She gasped, tightened her legs around me, and forced me to sink inside her.Not that I needed to be coerced.
“Fuck… yesss.”My eyes closed as a rush of sheer exhilaration washed over me.It took with it everything unimportant, stripped me down to my core to the place where this was the only thing that mattered.Connecting with her.Letting her grip me, drawing me deeper, promising release that came a little closer with every wet slap of our bodies.
“Harder… more… I need more, Clay.”She caught my mouth against hers, moaning into it when I pounded her the way she needed.The way we both did until her pussy tightened.The sensation lifted my balls and sparked a tingling at the base of my spine, which signaled the end.
I fell off the edge, and she tumbled over with me, milking me dry and moaning into my ear until we both went still.I didn’t want to pull back.It was insane but no less true.I didn’t want it to be over.
Shit.The engagement ring wasn’t bad enough.I was falling for her.
No, I realized when she looked into my eyes and stole my breath.I wasn’t falling.
I had already fallen.
