“You okay?” Kemper asked, drawing her against his chest. As his cock entered her, his tongue greedily fought for position between her lips.
After their kiss broke, she replied, “Much better now.”
He winked, thrust, and then fucked with another new pace guaranteed to please. Heavy grunts resounded as he gave his best effort.
“More,” she demanded. “Harder. Deeper. Oh God, Kemper. Don’t slow down. Don’t you dare stop!”
Built like a god, Kemper fucked like a machine. His strength and stamina set him apart from former lovers. No one matched him.
“I want to screw you in front of an audience,” she crooned, tilting her head to the side as she ground against him.
“You do?” he asked, arching forward in an apparent effort to lap at her nipple, frame her full breast with both hands.
“We’d have fun,” she rasped.
He suckled her nipple. Drawing the point between his teeth, he rubbed the flat part of his tongue over her swollen bud. “We make the most of our time regardless of what we do or where we do it.”
She nipped at his ear. In a sultry voice, she asked, “But wouldn’t you enjoy me more if the whole world could see how you love me? Wouldn’t you like to rent a private suite at a professional football game, press my naked body to the glass and let the whole world watch you fuck me from behind?”
“I’d like it more if you’d shut up and kiss me,” he told her, clasping his hand around her nape and pulling her mouth over his. He nudged his tongue between her lips and kissed her silly.
As their mouths met and parted, his cock played. The engorged head pushed against her walls. He surged forward with sharp taps.
Her cunt became sensitive to the repetitive taunting. He throttled her with his loving and soon found that special spot. She released a satisfying holler, but managed to keep her orgasm at bay.
Someone was missing. She longed for another lover to join them. What she’d give to see Kit standing in the doorway gaping at them, that burning lust seeping into his eyes. Well, there was no question about what lengths she’d go to in order to lure a tiger out of its den.
“Come on Kemper,” she hummed, dragging her nails up and down his arms. “Let’s you and I make some noise.”
* * * *
He saw the desire stirring in her eyes. She yearned for his complete attention. He wasn’t a man who let a woman want for much.
Kemper yanked her forward and kissed her hard on the mouth. The longer they kissed, the more erect he became.
Kemper loved fucking Holly. She was a treat, a true delight every single time he took her to bed. She could screw a man into a little honesty or make him lie like hell. She had the power to strip his control or make him feel like he was on top of the world.
In recent days, Kemper had even come to accept the fact that he was in love with her. He’d loved her from the moment she’d slipped on his lap and told him she’d ride a big hard cock like his for free. So maybe she stroked his ego a bit.
The way she’d always supported him went way beyond the bedroom and puffing up his penis. Because of Holly, he felt like a better man. Because of her, he wanted to be the best man she’d ever known.
One thing about it, Holly knew how to hook a man and keep him on a short line for the rest of his life. Kemper might as well face facts. He was impressed with Holly from the outside, in.
He sank between her soft, moist folds and couldn’t help himself. The greed took hold, and his need for release was at the forefront of his mind.
“Now?” she asked, acting as if she could come on command.
“Now,” he rasped, watching her to see if she faked out the orgasm or grabbed on to one right in the nick of time.
Holly tossed her head back, and with one hand between her legs, she rubbed her clitoris and oohed and aahed, just carried on like she’d climaxed back-to-back.
When she finished the show, she fell against him and said, “The sex between us keeps getting better and better all the time, doesn’t it?”
He caressed her back, dragging his fingertips over her shoulders. His cock twitched inside her.
After a minute, he regained some sense. With his dick relaxing between her intimate lips, he took a second and gave her a dose of reassurance. “I can’t think of another woman I’ve ever wanted more.”
“You’ll never have another who pleases you like I do.”