squeezed.
“God!”
She began a gentle
massage that had him squirming in his seat. “Do you want me to stop?”
“No,” he rasped.
Her pussy pulsed. She
rubbed her thighs together to ease the ache and gasped. The sensation only
fanned the flames of want. He pulled into his driveway and she practically
ripped the seat belt off in her hurry to escape the car.
They walked to the front
door.
He pressed her body
against the cool metal door, devouring her with a hunger she echoed. He gripped
her thighs, lifting her up and she snaked her legs around him, hooking her
ankles at the base of his back. She wrapped her arms around his neck, holding
on tight when he hitched her up and dug into his pants for his keys.
He unlocked the door,
pushed it open and walked into the house, making her feel as though she weighed
no more than a feather despite her six-foot height. He kicked the door shut and
rested her body against it.
“I can’t wait, Col.”
“I don’t want you to.”
He fumbled with the top
button of her jeans, yanked down her zipper, pushed her jeans and her drenched
underwear down around her knees. “Are you ready for me, baby?” He reached down
between them, testing the wetness of her pussy. “Yes, you are.”
She whimpered at the
husky quality his voice had taken on. There was pride in those three words. It
made something warm build in the pit of her stomach.
He pressed a finger deep
into her womb, hooking his finger and hitting the spot that made her jerk.
“God, Julian.” Was that
her voice, so whisper soft and whiny? This man had branded her as his, body,
mind and soul. No one else could ever make her feel like this.
His busy fingers worked
her erogenous zone like a thief with a safe. He nudged her pleasure point one
last time and she crashed over the edge. Blackness swirled behind her lids as
she rode the wave, safe and content in his arms.
He slipped inside,
filling her to the brim with one deep thrust that went to her heart. She arched
her back, biting her tongue to keep the words, “I love you” at bay as he moved
inside her. Sweat ran down her back and beaded on her forehead. Thump , thump . Her body hit the door. The scent of their lovemaking acted as an
aphrodisiac. Julian had never felt so hard or thick inside her channel and sex
had never been this mind-blowing. “Harder, please.”
He tilted her hips,
allowing deeper penetration. The slap of their skin meeting filled the air. “Like
that, Col?”
“Yes!”
“I want you to come with
me this time.”
Her legs shook, her lungs
heaved and the familiar pressure began to build once more. “I’m almost there.”
“Me too,” he said through
gritted teeth. “Open your eyes, baby.”
She forced her eyes open.
The strength of the emotions visible in his hazel orbs made the air around them
sizzle. Her pussy gripped him like a vise, liquid spurted forth and her body
shook. In a chain reaction, his body tensed. He emptied inside her and she was
transported to a new realm of pleasure. This connection was why she’d made this
journey.
“My legs are shaking. I
can’t keep us here like this much longer.” He pulled out and her pussy gave a
flutter of protest.
Colette lowered her legs
to the floor.
“We definitely need a
shower,” Julian said.
“Agreed.”
“Come on.” He took her
hand in his and they walked to the bathroom. He turned on the shower spray and
helped her inside.
“This feels amazing.” The
steamy spray hit her skin and she stepped back to make room for Julian. She
grabbed the body wash from the shelf, popped the top, spread some on her hands
and rubbed it into his chest. The scent she’d come to associate with him filled
her nostrils.
“Why haven’t we done this
before?” he asked, sighing.
“Not sure.”
He took the soap from her
hands, placed it back in the shower shelf. Julian slid his slippery hands over
her body. “This may be the most fun I’ve ever had in a shower.”
She giggled.
“God!”
She began a gentle
massage that had him squirming in his seat. “Do you want me to stop?”
“No,” he rasped.
Her pussy pulsed. She
rubbed her thighs together to ease the ache and gasped. The sensation only
fanned the flames of want. He pulled into his driveway and she practically
ripped the seat belt off in her hurry to escape the car.
They walked to the front
door.
He pressed her body
against the cool metal door, devouring her with a hunger she echoed. He gripped
her thighs, lifting her up and she snaked her legs around him, hooking her
ankles at the base of his back. She wrapped her arms around his neck, holding
on tight when he hitched her up and dug into his pants for his keys.
He unlocked the door,
pushed it open and walked into the house, making her feel as though she weighed
no more than a feather despite her six-foot height. He kicked the door shut and
rested her body against it.
“I can’t wait, Col.”
“I don’t want you to.”
He fumbled with the top
button of her jeans, yanked down her zipper, pushed her jeans and her drenched
underwear down around her knees. “Are you ready for me, baby?” He reached down
between them, testing the wetness of her pussy. “Yes, you are.”
She whimpered at the
husky quality his voice had taken on. There was pride in those three words. It
made something warm build in the pit of her stomach.
He pressed a finger deep
into her womb, hooking his finger and hitting the spot that made her jerk.
“God, Julian.” Was that
her voice, so whisper soft and whiny? This man had branded her as his, body,
mind and soul. No one else could ever make her feel like this.
His busy fingers worked
her erogenous zone like a thief with a safe. He nudged her pleasure point one
last time and she crashed over the edge. Blackness swirled behind her lids as
she rode the wave, safe and content in his arms.
He slipped inside,
filling her to the brim with one deep thrust that went to her heart. She arched
her back, biting her tongue to keep the words, “I love you” at bay as he moved
inside her. Sweat ran down her back and beaded on her forehead. Thump , thump . Her body hit the door. The scent of their lovemaking acted as an
aphrodisiac. Julian had never felt so hard or thick inside her channel and sex
had never been this mind-blowing. “Harder, please.”
He tilted her hips,
allowing deeper penetration. The slap of their skin meeting filled the air. “Like
that, Col?”
“Yes!”
“I want you to come with
me this time.”
Her legs shook, her lungs
heaved and the familiar pressure began to build once more. “I’m almost there.”
“Me too,” he said through
gritted teeth. “Open your eyes, baby.”
She forced her eyes open.
The strength of the emotions visible in his hazel orbs made the air around them
sizzle. Her pussy gripped him like a vise, liquid spurted forth and her body
shook. In a chain reaction, his body tensed. He emptied inside her and she was
transported to a new realm of pleasure. This connection was why she’d made this
journey.
“My legs are shaking. I
can’t keep us here like this much longer.” He pulled out and her pussy gave a
flutter of protest.
Colette lowered her legs
to the floor.
“We definitely need a
shower,” Julian said.
“Agreed.”
“Come on.” He took her
hand in his and they walked to the bathroom. He turned on the shower spray and
helped her inside.
“This feels amazing.” The
steamy spray hit her skin and she stepped back to make room for Julian. She
grabbed the body wash from the shelf, popped the top, spread some on her hands
and rubbed it into his chest. The scent she’d come to associate with him filled
her nostrils.
“Why haven’t we done this
before?” he asked, sighing.
“Not sure.”
He took the soap from her
hands, placed it back in the shower shelf. Julian slid his slippery hands over
her body. “This may be the most fun I’ve ever had in a shower.”
She giggled.
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