either side of him. He kissed her while she felt between them, fumbling for his cock and finding it already sheathed in latex. The knowledge that it was in preparation to fuck her made her dizzy with want.
Impatient, she guided his cock to her entrance and sank down, moaning in his mouth as she experienced the length of him at a deliberately slow pace. Never had Dane filled her quite like this, but it was senseless to compare them at this point.
His hands slid up her thighs and over her ass and lower back, like he couldn’t get enough of touching her, like he couldn’t believe his good luck. It was empowering, to say the least. She took him in as far as she could before rising, whimpering as she felt his cock slide against her walls in reverse. Then she lowered herself, starting the rhythm all over again.
The lawn mower squeaked beneath them as he dug his fingertips into the curves of her ass, urging her to go faster, and she complied with the silent command. He widened the low, draping neckline of her dress, exposing her right breast, and took her nipple in his mouth, hardening it with the wet slide of his tongue.
She twisted her fingers in his hair, holding him close to her as his teeth scraped her sensitive skin. An “oh God” slipped from her lips, and then another and a third as his mouth left her nipple and he raised his hips, pushing upward against her, meeting her movements. She gripped the back of the mower’s seat for leverage and let him take control of the rhythm, having no choice but to enjoy herself. It felt good not to be a martyr in bed for a change. Not that they were in a bed per se, and this went beyond good. She couldn’t recall a time when she’d been so delirious with bliss.
Her whimpers and soft, airy groans echoed through the relatively silent garage, their volume and breathy, needy quality turning her on even more. She’d never realized she could sound or be so sexy. Imagining what her moans must be doing to him, she leaned forward, angling herself so her clit met with the base of his cock, and screamed her way into an orgasm with him slamming into her.
He’d been fairly quiet aside from his erratic breathing, but his body convulsed beneath hers and he released a choked “oh fuck” that sounded like he’d been bottling it up for years.
Kimber pressed her lips to his in a sweet, indolent kiss, her heartbeat still hammering in her ears. He replied in kind, his hands traversing her skin as though he was memorizing her, the moment. That touch told her she hadn’t made a wanton mistake; despite its unorthodox start, whatever was happening here actually meant something. This was real. She didn’t know anything practical about him, but she intuited she knew everything important.
She drew away from him, wanting to ask if she could take off the blindfold but not knowing how. Furthermore, the unveiling partially terrified her. She wondered, even in such an intimate position with his cock softening inside her, if she was ready to know the truth. It was a fear she couldn’t explain, even to herself.
“So,” she said, opting for a slightly different route, “what did you have to tell me?”
He took a deep breath and held her tightly for a moment before releasing her and helping her stand on the concrete again. Then he adjusted her dress in place and pressed her crumpled thong in her hands. She heard the jangle of his belt buckle and his zipper hissing back into place while she awaited a response, confused.
Distance fell between them and then came the groan of the side door opening, followed by the noise of the not-so-far-off party. Finally, he said in a choked voice, “That I can’t see you anymore.”
By the time she yanked off the blindfold, he was gone.
Chapter Five
Jay had tried. He’d arranged to meet Kimber in the garage, figuring it was the least sexually suggestive place to do so. Who could possibly be turned on in such an environment? Him, apparently. Kimber could
Impatient, she guided his cock to her entrance and sank down, moaning in his mouth as she experienced the length of him at a deliberately slow pace. Never had Dane filled her quite like this, but it was senseless to compare them at this point.
His hands slid up her thighs and over her ass and lower back, like he couldn’t get enough of touching her, like he couldn’t believe his good luck. It was empowering, to say the least. She took him in as far as she could before rising, whimpering as she felt his cock slide against her walls in reverse. Then she lowered herself, starting the rhythm all over again.
The lawn mower squeaked beneath them as he dug his fingertips into the curves of her ass, urging her to go faster, and she complied with the silent command. He widened the low, draping neckline of her dress, exposing her right breast, and took her nipple in his mouth, hardening it with the wet slide of his tongue.
She twisted her fingers in his hair, holding him close to her as his teeth scraped her sensitive skin. An “oh God” slipped from her lips, and then another and a third as his mouth left her nipple and he raised his hips, pushing upward against her, meeting her movements. She gripped the back of the mower’s seat for leverage and let him take control of the rhythm, having no choice but to enjoy herself. It felt good not to be a martyr in bed for a change. Not that they were in a bed per se, and this went beyond good. She couldn’t recall a time when she’d been so delirious with bliss.
Her whimpers and soft, airy groans echoed through the relatively silent garage, their volume and breathy, needy quality turning her on even more. She’d never realized she could sound or be so sexy. Imagining what her moans must be doing to him, she leaned forward, angling herself so her clit met with the base of his cock, and screamed her way into an orgasm with him slamming into her.
He’d been fairly quiet aside from his erratic breathing, but his body convulsed beneath hers and he released a choked “oh fuck” that sounded like he’d been bottling it up for years.
Kimber pressed her lips to his in a sweet, indolent kiss, her heartbeat still hammering in her ears. He replied in kind, his hands traversing her skin as though he was memorizing her, the moment. That touch told her she hadn’t made a wanton mistake; despite its unorthodox start, whatever was happening here actually meant something. This was real. She didn’t know anything practical about him, but she intuited she knew everything important.
She drew away from him, wanting to ask if she could take off the blindfold but not knowing how. Furthermore, the unveiling partially terrified her. She wondered, even in such an intimate position with his cock softening inside her, if she was ready to know the truth. It was a fear she couldn’t explain, even to herself.
“So,” she said, opting for a slightly different route, “what did you have to tell me?”
He took a deep breath and held her tightly for a moment before releasing her and helping her stand on the concrete again. Then he adjusted her dress in place and pressed her crumpled thong in her hands. She heard the jangle of his belt buckle and his zipper hissing back into place while she awaited a response, confused.
Distance fell between them and then came the groan of the side door opening, followed by the noise of the not-so-far-off party. Finally, he said in a choked voice, “That I can’t see you anymore.”
By the time she yanked off the blindfold, he was gone.
Chapter Five
Jay had tried. He’d arranged to meet Kimber in the garage, figuring it was the least sexually suggestive place to do so. Who could possibly be turned on in such an environment? Him, apparently. Kimber could
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