Breaking the Silence by Katie Allen Page A

a fingertip into her and her body accepted it with eager wetness. He felt the smooth slickness of her walls and explored, noticing what places and which way of stroking brought the strongest motions of her hips, the loudest moans.
    When he pulled away from her pussy with his fingers and mouth, Jenny groaned her disappointment, desperately tugging on his head, trying to move him back into place. Instead of obeying, Will explored downward, caressing the skin below her pussy with his tongue, licking his way to her anus.
    This was another secret place he wanted to learn, wanted to invade. He didn’t know if Jenny would let him but he wanted to know all of her with his tongue, his fingers, his cock. He was desperate to explore all the ways to be inside her body.
    He circled her back opening with his tongue, and her breathing quickened again. She tilted her pelvis up, offering him better access, and he took it. He pushed into her with a pointed tongue and the strong muscle around the opening clamped around him, making his cock jerk with the thought of fucking her here, feeling that tight squeeze around his erection.
    He moved his tongue in and out, slipping two fingers into her pussy at the same time. She jolted at his double invasion.
    “Oh please, oh please, oh please,” she muttered over and over, tightening around his tongue and fingers, but Will forced himself to ignore her pleas and moved his mouth away. Jenny gave a protesting moan and pressed vainly at his head again.
    He pressed one of his fingers, slick from her pussy, into the puckered entrance to her anus, pushing until he was allowed in to the first knuckle. He moved his fingertip in and out in tiny motions while his mouth found her clit again and he flicked it lightly with his tongue. As Will sucked the swollen nub gently between his lips, he pressed the full length of his finger into her ass.
    Jenny came hard, screaming her pleasure as she curved her body upward in a stiffened arch, clamping down on his finger, her liquid pleasure dampening the sheet beneath her. At her orgasm, Will remembered vividly how amazing it felt to have his cock inside her as she came, feeling the vibrations of her pleasure, and he was frantic to be buried in her again.
    He was above her, the tip of his erection poised at her entrance, when he remembered that he needed a condom. Last night’s scramble for protection had scattered his supply and none were within easy reach. Gritting his teeth, he moved his rigid cock to her belly with a groan.
    “My turn.” Jenny, still panting from her climax, pushed at Will’s shoulder, urging him to turn onto his back. He obeyed and Jenny straddled his chest, leaning over him so that her breasts brushed his chin and her hair formed a curtain around his head. Will moved so his mouth was beneath a nipple, catching the sensitive nub between his lips. Jenny jumped, startled, and pulled her breast free with a teasing shake of her head. She smiled at his sulky pout.
    “I said,” she reprimanded him, ducking down to nip at his lower lip, “that it’s my turn.”
    Jenny sat back on his stomach and she could feel him on the insides of her thighs. His muscles moved, just the slightest ripple under his skin, and the living, breathing motion of him filled her with such an intense feeling of—she didn’t know what. Lust? Possession? Love? Okay…it was way too early for that last one, wasn’t it? Tangled in a confusing mess of emotions, Jenny stared at Will. He held her gaze, still and patient beneath her, only the blue-flame heat of his eyes betraying his excitement.
    Jolted back to the reality of the aroused man she was straddling, Jenny lightly flattened her hands over the top of his chest. With beautiful Will lying so obediently underneath her, she should take full advantage of this opportunity. Jenny smiled a little cat smile, watching his eyes flare and his throat flex as he swallowed.
    Kneading his chest, Jenny just looked at him. In the mad rush of