on his promise. My hand had gripped a handful of his shirt and yanked him to me. His lips crashed down on mine before he even finished talking. He pressed the weight of his body into me and I automatically pushed back, the same excited need pulsating between us.
My hands seemed to take on a life of their own as they roamed his body, starting at his broad muscular shoulders and working their way down until they settled just above the waistline of his pants where they continued to fidget, unable to determine if it was safe to continue on from that point.
In no time at all, Derek had lifted me off of the ground and onto the counter beside the sink. I’d barely hit the surface when I peeled off my shirt and then wasted but a second in relieving him of his. I reached up around his neck and brought him to me until we were skin on skin. My legs wrapped around him tightly, securing him to me.
His kisses deepened and I could feel the tips of his fingers pressing gently into the skin on my back, moving down until he had both hands firmly on my ass. Neither of us said a thing. There was no question of where this was headed.
Within moments, zippers had come undone and what had remained of our clothing was left behind scattered on the floor.
“At the risk of bringing this whole thing to a screeching halt, I wasn’t exactly prepared to wind up here today,” he breathed into my ear.
Holy shit. I wasn’t prepared to end up here ANY day. If by some fucking miracle there was a lonely condom to be found somewhere within my house, it was in all likelihood way past its expiration date.
I let out a frustrated whine against his bare chest, which didn’t help matters any.
“Who waits until this moment to mention they’re not prepared?” I hissed.
“It’s not like I’m the only one who forgot.” In spite of our current predicament, neither of us had stopped our roaming hands and mouths.
“I’ve never really had to worry about this. I don’t usually have random hook ups. And the last time I had sex, my boyfriend and I had both been tested.” The last bit came out as more of a moan than actual words. Derek was slowly but surely driving me to the brink of insanity by his touch alone.
“Well, yeah, military always checked me too, but what about the other thing?” he asked, like it was the other thing he was most concerned about now, given our clean bill of health.
“What other thing? Oh, the baby thing. That’s not an issue.”
He paused to clarify, “So, we’re good?”
I didn’t even answer. I couldn’t. All the words in my vocabulary had evacuated my brain and all I could think about was him inside of me. My head shook up and down in a desperate nod while I rushed forward and started kissing him again. After four years of not getting laid, I was so done with fucking talking.
***
A ll of my senses were on the verge of going completely haywire. Breathing her in, tasting her. Watching the soft expressions of pleasure on her face. Joss was captivating, taking me prisoner one sexy smirk and ridiculing glare at a time. Even covered in mud with clumps of grass still stuck in her long brown hair, she had me turned on long before she had me pinned to the side of her house.
“Oh my God,” she exhaled loudly, eyes closed and resting her head on the mirror behind her while her long legs remained curled around the back of my thighs. “You should come over to garden more often.”
“I’m moving in, remember? And I’ll be happy to garden with you anytime you like.”
She giggled. “Yeah, I bet.”
Which reminded me. “Oh, and for the record, having sex with your fiancé can hardly be considered a random hook up,” I scolded playfully.
“Seriously? You do know the whole marriage thing is in no way related to our actual relationship. Right? I mean, we don’t even have a relationship.” Joss still had the expression of someone who had a really good buzz going, but her tone had taken a more sober turn.
“We
My hands seemed to take on a life of their own as they roamed his body, starting at his broad muscular shoulders and working their way down until they settled just above the waistline of his pants where they continued to fidget, unable to determine if it was safe to continue on from that point.
In no time at all, Derek had lifted me off of the ground and onto the counter beside the sink. I’d barely hit the surface when I peeled off my shirt and then wasted but a second in relieving him of his. I reached up around his neck and brought him to me until we were skin on skin. My legs wrapped around him tightly, securing him to me.
His kisses deepened and I could feel the tips of his fingers pressing gently into the skin on my back, moving down until he had both hands firmly on my ass. Neither of us said a thing. There was no question of where this was headed.
Within moments, zippers had come undone and what had remained of our clothing was left behind scattered on the floor.
“At the risk of bringing this whole thing to a screeching halt, I wasn’t exactly prepared to wind up here today,” he breathed into my ear.
Holy shit. I wasn’t prepared to end up here ANY day. If by some fucking miracle there was a lonely condom to be found somewhere within my house, it was in all likelihood way past its expiration date.
I let out a frustrated whine against his bare chest, which didn’t help matters any.
“Who waits until this moment to mention they’re not prepared?” I hissed.
“It’s not like I’m the only one who forgot.” In spite of our current predicament, neither of us had stopped our roaming hands and mouths.
“I’ve never really had to worry about this. I don’t usually have random hook ups. And the last time I had sex, my boyfriend and I had both been tested.” The last bit came out as more of a moan than actual words. Derek was slowly but surely driving me to the brink of insanity by his touch alone.
“Well, yeah, military always checked me too, but what about the other thing?” he asked, like it was the other thing he was most concerned about now, given our clean bill of health.
“What other thing? Oh, the baby thing. That’s not an issue.”
He paused to clarify, “So, we’re good?”
I didn’t even answer. I couldn’t. All the words in my vocabulary had evacuated my brain and all I could think about was him inside of me. My head shook up and down in a desperate nod while I rushed forward and started kissing him again. After four years of not getting laid, I was so done with fucking talking.
***
A ll of my senses were on the verge of going completely haywire. Breathing her in, tasting her. Watching the soft expressions of pleasure on her face. Joss was captivating, taking me prisoner one sexy smirk and ridiculing glare at a time. Even covered in mud with clumps of grass still stuck in her long brown hair, she had me turned on long before she had me pinned to the side of her house.
“Oh my God,” she exhaled loudly, eyes closed and resting her head on the mirror behind her while her long legs remained curled around the back of my thighs. “You should come over to garden more often.”
“I’m moving in, remember? And I’ll be happy to garden with you anytime you like.”
She giggled. “Yeah, I bet.”
Which reminded me. “Oh, and for the record, having sex with your fiancé can hardly be considered a random hook up,” I scolded playfully.
“Seriously? You do know the whole marriage thing is in no way related to our actual relationship. Right? I mean, we don’t even have a relationship.” Joss still had the expression of someone who had a really good buzz going, but her tone had taken a more sober turn.
“We
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