is new, too,” she explained as she dropped the white silk garment to the
floor.
He stared at her breasts, hiked high in the sexy lace bra, her white mounds spilling
over the top of the cups. Then his gaze dropped to her panties, framed by the garter
belt and stockings. It was a tiny strip of cloth that barely covered her pussy.
Then she turned around, revealing her completely bare ass, and leaned over to pick
up her blouse and skirt. As she was leaning over, her ass swaying in the air, he could
barely stop himself from lurching forward and driving his hard, aching cock into her.
Then she stood up and placed her clothing on the guest chair.
“Get over here,” he growled as he unzipped his pants.
He pulled her to him and kissed her, hard. His tongue surged into her as his hand
slid down her silky, flat stomach, then found her panties. He thrust into her mouth
again as he tugged aside the crotch. His cockhead felt the warmth of her flesh as
he pushed it forward, then her moist heat surrounded him. She was completely ready
for him.
“Oh, God, you feel so good around me.”
Then, with his hand flat on her back, he tugged her forward, driving deep inside her.
The sound of her moan sent his erection twitching. She wrapped her fingers over his
shoulders, steadying herself.
He drew back and thrust again. It was like heaven inside her tight, hot passage. He
wanted to be deeper, so he lifted her in his arms and moved toward the wall. When
she wrapped her legs around his hips and squeezed him inside her, he groaned. He pushed
her against the wall and drove deeper still.
“Oh, yes.”
He nuzzled her long, elegant neck, then leaned down and kissed the swell of her breast.
Still deep inside her, he pushed up one cup, revealing her swollen nipple. He licked
it, then took it in his mouth. She moaned again as he teased the hard bud with his
tongue, then he suckled.
His body demanded release, so he started to move inside her again, pulling back then
driving forward. He released her nipple, needing to give full attention to the demands
of his body. And hers. She liked his mouth on her breast, but her whimper told him
she needed more. He thrust his cock into her again and again, driving her hard against
the wall each time.
Her breathing accelerated and she moaned as she clung to him.
“Are you close?” he murmured into her ear. He knew the answer, but loved to hear her
admit it.
“Yes, sir.”
Fuck. He drove deeper, grinding her to the wall.
“You know what I want to hear.”
He drew out, then glided forward slowly, torturing her.
“Yes, Mr. Ranier.” Her breathless voice sent his blood boiling.
He drove into her and kept on thrusting. Faster and faster.
She sucked in a breath, then whimpered.
“Oh, sir…” She gasped, then stiffened. “I’m … going … to…” Her words came out between
thrusts.
She threw her head back. “Come.” Then she wailed loudly.
His cock throbbed, then he felt liquid fire stream through him as he erupted into
her hot, sweet body.
They both gulped in air as he held her pinned to the wall.
Finally, he drew back slowly, ensuring she was steady on her feet. He grinned at her,
stroking back a few strands of hair that had escaped her barrette.
“Maybe next time, we should figure out how to work in a little foreplay.”
* * *
On Friday night, Jessica was sitting on the couch reading a magazine when Melanie
breezed into the room in the brand new dress she’d bought at lunch. They’d spotted
it in the window of a shop they’d passed on the way to the deli where they’d gone
to eat. Melanie had been taken by it, so Jessica had suggested they stop in the store
on the way back to the office. As soon as she’d tried it on, Melanie had fallen in
love with it.
“That dress really does look great on you,” Jessica said. With its bright splashes
of color and glittery trim, it was quite different from the
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