fingers.
He looked at one of his favorite T-shirts that definitely looked better on her than him, and asked in a low growl. “You like that shirt, sunshine?” At her nod, he ran his palms down her sides until he reached the bottom. “You sure about this?”
“I’m not the one hesitating.” She bent and licked the spot she’d pinched. All thoughts fled except getting her naked.
With his hands skimming up her thighs, he lifted the black shirt, exposing the boy cut panties she preferred. After they’d moved to his place, they’d ran over to her home and packed up several bags of her stuff. Things she said she had to have. He enjoyed all manner of panties, but agreed when she had said thongs had their purposes, but loved to see her in the lace trimmed briefs and nothing else.
What breath he had left, escaped him in a gush of air as he stared down at the tiny pair of pink boyshort undies she wore. “Damn, you are the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen.” His palms smoothed up her ribs, careful of her even after all this time.
“I’m not going to break, Tay.” Her hands brought his to her breasts, adding more pressure than he would have.
“You almost died.” He ground out between his teeth.
“Almost only counts in horseshoes, and hand grenades,” she whispered, then gasped.
Tay’s mind short circuited. His head bent, his full focus on claiming Jaqui’s lips like he had wanted since the first day he’d seen her, and every day since. There was no going back, no talking himself out of it. No sweet, tentative kiss. No, this was a hot, hard, all-consuming kiss that demanded she give him everything. She lifted onto her toes, and she opened her mouth as soon as his lips touched hers, allowing his tongue to sweep inside. Plundering, devouring. Her hands went to his biceps while he held her where he wanted her, and continued to sip from her.
She tasted like the rich coffee they’d drank, decadent and sweet. His sunshine. So damn sweet he feared he’d never get enough of her. His dick throbbed to be inside her, he burned to bury himself in all her goodness and be with her in every way imaginable.
With his mouth covering hers, he turned them toward the table in the middle of the kitchen. The old fashioned thing was made of solid oak, and was sturdy enough for what he had planned. He palmed her ass, and lifted until her ass was on the edge. Her breathing was just as hard as his when he broke the kiss. He parted her legs wide, making room for himself. The hard length of his cock pressed against the front of her panties through the thin fabric of his basketball shorts. Even through the material, he could feel how wet and hot she was and it made him harder.
Her legs came up and around him, and he shamelessly ground his dick against her. “Fuck, I love how you look right now.” His thrust his tongue back inside her mouth, his hands palming her breasts, tweaking the pebble hard nipples. Her small, soft hands found their way beneath the elastic of his shorts. He groaned and released her mouth to press kisses to her neck, raking his teeth as he went.
Using his teeth and fingers, he plucked and teased, all the while his cock throbbed to the point of pain. He promised to keep himself in check until she was satisfied, and clenched his jaw. Her breasts were sensitive he remembered, and the thought of sliding his cock between the two mounds had him twitching against her.
“You’re killing me here.” Her blonde hair had come partially down from the bun she’d pulled it into, her skin was pale and smooth like peaches and cream.
She reached out to push his shorts down, but he stopped her before she could. “Not yet,” he said, and when she looked ready to protest, he licked at one of her rosy nipples. “I plan to fuck you long and hard. But if you put your hands on me, it’s going to be over faster than I can decode a program.”
Her arm dropped to the side of the table, making those beautiful breasts bounce.
Still
He looked at one of his favorite T-shirts that definitely looked better on her than him, and asked in a low growl. “You like that shirt, sunshine?” At her nod, he ran his palms down her sides until he reached the bottom. “You sure about this?”
“I’m not the one hesitating.” She bent and licked the spot she’d pinched. All thoughts fled except getting her naked.
With his hands skimming up her thighs, he lifted the black shirt, exposing the boy cut panties she preferred. After they’d moved to his place, they’d ran over to her home and packed up several bags of her stuff. Things she said she had to have. He enjoyed all manner of panties, but agreed when she had said thongs had their purposes, but loved to see her in the lace trimmed briefs and nothing else.
What breath he had left, escaped him in a gush of air as he stared down at the tiny pair of pink boyshort undies she wore. “Damn, you are the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen.” His palms smoothed up her ribs, careful of her even after all this time.
“I’m not going to break, Tay.” Her hands brought his to her breasts, adding more pressure than he would have.
“You almost died.” He ground out between his teeth.
“Almost only counts in horseshoes, and hand grenades,” she whispered, then gasped.
Tay’s mind short circuited. His head bent, his full focus on claiming Jaqui’s lips like he had wanted since the first day he’d seen her, and every day since. There was no going back, no talking himself out of it. No sweet, tentative kiss. No, this was a hot, hard, all-consuming kiss that demanded she give him everything. She lifted onto her toes, and she opened her mouth as soon as his lips touched hers, allowing his tongue to sweep inside. Plundering, devouring. Her hands went to his biceps while he held her where he wanted her, and continued to sip from her.
She tasted like the rich coffee they’d drank, decadent and sweet. His sunshine. So damn sweet he feared he’d never get enough of her. His dick throbbed to be inside her, he burned to bury himself in all her goodness and be with her in every way imaginable.
With his mouth covering hers, he turned them toward the table in the middle of the kitchen. The old fashioned thing was made of solid oak, and was sturdy enough for what he had planned. He palmed her ass, and lifted until her ass was on the edge. Her breathing was just as hard as his when he broke the kiss. He parted her legs wide, making room for himself. The hard length of his cock pressed against the front of her panties through the thin fabric of his basketball shorts. Even through the material, he could feel how wet and hot she was and it made him harder.
Her legs came up and around him, and he shamelessly ground his dick against her. “Fuck, I love how you look right now.” His thrust his tongue back inside her mouth, his hands palming her breasts, tweaking the pebble hard nipples. Her small, soft hands found their way beneath the elastic of his shorts. He groaned and released her mouth to press kisses to her neck, raking his teeth as he went.
Using his teeth and fingers, he plucked and teased, all the while his cock throbbed to the point of pain. He promised to keep himself in check until she was satisfied, and clenched his jaw. Her breasts were sensitive he remembered, and the thought of sliding his cock between the two mounds had him twitching against her.
“You’re killing me here.” Her blonde hair had come partially down from the bun she’d pulled it into, her skin was pale and smooth like peaches and cream.
She reached out to push his shorts down, but he stopped her before she could. “Not yet,” he said, and when she looked ready to protest, he licked at one of her rosy nipples. “I plan to fuck you long and hard. But if you put your hands on me, it’s going to be over faster than I can decode a program.”
Her arm dropped to the side of the table, making those beautiful breasts bounce.
Still
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