Indulgent Pleasures

A gush of wetness flooded her pussy and she shook her head, inhaling deep. Talk about arousing. “Don’t apologize. That was hot.”

He grinned and brushed his mouth against hers once, twice. “You’re hot.”

His other hand guided his cock toward her awaiting pussy. Dragging the head of his cock against her, he teased her folds, her clit and she whimpered.

“I love how wet you are.” He circled her clit with his cock, back and forth, up and down and she clutched those wide shoulders as tight as she could, needing more.

Needing all of him inside of her. Now.

Chapter Four

Justin shifted up, filling Stephanie with one sure thrust and she cried out, surprised. He was fully embedded within her, thick and hot and his cock pulsed deep.

She waited, getting used to his size, loving how he filled her. Bending close to his ear, she hissed a quiet, “yes” and he turned his head. She felt his smile against her cheek.

“You do just what I ask, don’t you?”

“I want to please you,” she admitted, settling herself more firmly on his lap, sending him even deeper.

He groaned, his hands resting on her waist and gripping her tight. “I want to please you, too.”

It didn’t take much for that. Slowly she started to move, guided by his grip on her waist. Up

and down, so slow she could feel every ridge and vein on his thick length and she shuddered when the base of him nudged against her sensitive clit.

She was going to come fast, she already knew it. She’d been on the edge of climax since he first touched her.

“I’m not going to last.” Sweat dotted his forehead, his sensual mouth clamped into a tight line and his thrusts became more urgent. “You feel too damn good.”

“Harder,” she murmured, her clit tingling with his every bump and thrust. Her entire body tingled, her belly clenching in anticipation and she hung onto the delicious edge, so close, so devastatingly close.

“Reach for it, babe. That’s it.” He rammed himself inside her, his hips lifting, his cock so deep within her she was breathless, overwhelmed.

And then her brain shut down and all she could do was feel, glory in his touch, his kiss as her orgasm came crashing down upon her. She whispered his name against his lips, her hands clutching him, her pussy rhythmically fluttering around his cock and he stilled, his climax taking him hard as well.

Stephanie sagged against him and rested her head against his shoulder, her face buried in the crook of his neck. His spicy scent tickled her nostrils and she breathed deep, her tongue dabbing out to lick.

He tasted salty, musky and masculine.

“Are you all right?” His big hands smoothed up and down her back, lulling her, making her feel safe.

She sat up quickly, embarrassment making her feel stupid. Safe. Hah. This was a one night stand. Sex with a man she’d walk away from in mere moments.

Well, if she could. She had no idea where they were.

“I’m fine.” She pushed the hair out of her face, smoothing it back as best as she could. She must look a mess.

The glimmer in Justin’s eyes told her otherwise. Her position thrust her bare breasts in front of his mouth and she swore she felt his cock twitch and harden.

God, she needed to get off him and quick. “Do you know where my bra is?”

“Uh, yeah. Let me grab it for you.” Reluctantly he looked away from her, reaching over to grab the discarded garment. He handed it to her, his expression solemn. “I’m afraid your panties are ruined.”

“That’s okay.” She waved a hand and couldn’t help the little clench her inner walls gave at the remembered moment of him tearing those panties off.

God, the way he’d done that had been so sexy. Everything about him was sexy.

Unfortunately, she wasn’t going to see him ever again.