Thigh High by Amarinda Jones Page A

point. “And yet the skin looks so soft on the outside. Would you flinch if my tongue followed the long vein down your shaft?”
    Joe swallowed hard and his hands reached out for her. “Anything you do to me I will love.”
    Maz crawled onto the bed and slapped away his hands.
    He sighed. “I know, whatever this is, it’s all about you.”
    She smiled at his words. “Smart boy.” Maz lifted one leg over Joe’s lap and straddled his thighs. She could tell by the swift intake of his breath that he could feel the wet curls of her pussy against his skin. Maz moved against the muscled warmth of his skin, her clit pushing back and forward against his flesh, the contact making her shiver with need. Maz leaned forward over Joe’s body. She liked the way his cock jumped to meet her flesh in response. She pushed the bobbing shaft away. Hard but soft . Yum.
    For the next ten minutes, Maz placed wet, sucking kisses all over Joe’s body, gently pushing his cock away every time it tried to get her attention. She squeezed it once just to get his reaction.
    “Oh god.”
    Good reaction. “Too hard?” Maz squeezed again. “Too soft?” She rubbed the pad of her thumb over the tip. She heard his breath catch. “Oh, was that bad? You look like you’re in pain.” Although it had been many years since they had been lovers, Maz never forgot how exquisite it was to touch Joe. He was hot, hard and responsive and he struck an unforgettable chord inside her.
    “More.”
    “Not yet.” Maz let go of his cock and leaned forward and licked his skin from his jaw, down his neck and sternum almost to the base of his cock before following the path back up and down again several times. She had always loved doing that. Maz saw how his hands gripped the bedsheet, knuckles white with tension. She pushed back until she was on her haunches, her legs spread just enough for him to see the mound of her pussy. Maz dropped her head and nibbled on Joe’s inner thighs, making sure to brush his balls with her hair, her hands, her cheek. She looked up at him. “Having fun?” Maz fisted his cock in one quick move. She smiled when he caught his breath, “I’ve always wondered what it would be like to suck one but I can’t do that, can I?”
    “What? Why not?”
    “You always thought it was tacky for me to do that to you. That I wasn’t ‘that kind of girl’.” Sex back then had been simple. Nothing too over the top. They had started out with the thigh-high rule. Heavy petting but no penetration. That rule had lasted one night. Rules were stupid. After that they had just experimented on each other. They were young and dumb and Joe had this honorable streak in him which Maz later discovered was flawed. It was kind of funny now, after all these years, that her first lover was back in her arms and his views on what kind of girl she was had changed.
    “You can do whatever you want to me, Maz.” Joe’s voice was hoarse with need.
    “Gee, I don’t know…” Her thumb once more teased the head of his cock as the other hand pushed up and down his shaft in a slow milking action.
    “Do you remember everything I’ve said?”
    “Oh yeah, and everything you’ve done,” Maz replied. That’s why she was there. The minute she heard Joe was coming back to town she made sure to contact him. She leaned down once more and did what she’d always wanted to. Maz slid her tongue down his cock, following the long vein along and then back up again. She liked the drawn-out, low growl of appreciation. She had never done that to any man ever before. And she knew she probably never would again. Despite everything else, Maz had never loved any man but Joe. She was just about to take another taste when there was a knock on the hotel door.
    “Excellent.” She sat up and took her hands from his body. Time for her revenge. Leave me as you once did? I’ll leave you behind this time.
    “What? Why? Don’t stop. Just ignore whoever it is and stay with me.”
    Maz made