Fatal Attraction (Dark Desires 4)

As I lay there thinking about the past year, how far we had come, I smiled.

The future was bright for Mollie the paralegal and Brad the banker.

For Conner and Katie McGee.

We loved each other deeply.

And we had the luck of the Irish on our side.

There was no way we could lose.

Bonus Scene

Conner ran ahead of me and flopped down in the sand on his back. When I caught up to him, I could see the bright moonlight dancing in his eyes, the whiteness of his teeth as he grinned up at me like a wolf ready to devour a willing sheep. His dark hair was wringing wet. The curls on his chest and over his long cock glistened with droplets of warm salt water.

He was completely naked; tall, lean, tanned, lying with his hands behind his head and long legs crossed at the ankles. I was naked, too, as usual during our late-night jaunts on the beach. It was nearly midnight and the beach in front of his Hamptons house was private and secluded. We often swam and sunned in the nude there. And did other things, of course. Sometimes I found sand in the oddest of places.

I wrung the water out of my long blonde hair and let my eyes go over his body, illuminated by the light of the full moon. There wasn’t an ounce of fat on Conner McGee’s solid frame. His shoulders and chest flexed with muscle. His stomach sported a six-pack that would have made a fitness model jealous. I couldn’t wait to run my tongue across his hard nipples and down his perfectly-chiseled abs toward the hard prize that waited further south.

“God, you have an amazing body,” he said, smiling up at me. He took himself in his right hand and began to slide his hand up and down. “I love your tits.”

“And my tits love you,” I said. My tits were not huge, but they were natural and firm and more than a handful. Conner loved to kiss them and play with my nipples. I playfully cupped my tits in my hands and held them up for him to see. I ran my thumb over my nipple and we moaned playfully at each other.

Conner’s cock quickly grew hard in anticipation of what we both knew came next. When he lay back with his fingers laced behind his neck, his cock stood up like the mast of a great ship. I felt myself getting warm and wet. I couldn’t wait to climb aboard.

I fell to my knees on the sand beside him. I wrapped my fingers around his cock, ten-inches long, so thick and veiny. He growled like an animal at my touch, which made me gush like a river. I slowly slid my hand up and down the shaft, round and round, as I pressed my lips to the blossoming head.

I toyed with the tip of his cock for a minute, letting my tongue slither beneath the round head, flicking little kisses up and down the shaft from balls to tip.

“Fuck me, baby,” Conner said. “Fuck me now.” I glanced up with his cock still at my lips and grinned. He was reaching for me. Wiggling his fingers. He wanted me as badly as I wanted him.

I straddled his hips, mounting him like the great stallion that he was. He put his hands on my hips and slowly lowered my wet pussy onto his rigid cock.

As his cock pressed to my hole, spreading it open, forcing himself inside, I closed my eyes and blew out a long breath to relax. Then, when he was inside me, I opened my eyes and impaled myself down upon him. The massive eruption of nerves going on end sent shudders throughout my entire body. I heard the breath rush from Conner’s lungs as my pussy sucked him in and squeezed tightly around him.

I pressed my hands on his chest and dug in my nails.

I lowered my hot, hungry mouth to his.

His lips were wet and warm.

His tongue darted into my mouth and I sucked on it like a fleshy candy cane.

Conner’s hands immediately went to my fleshy tits, as they always did.

He loved the feel of my natural boobs in his palms and the thickness of my nipples between his fingers.

He kneaded my breasts as I set the pace, riding him up and down, back and forth, lifting myself until I felt the tip of his cock at my opening, then sliding back down until he hit my inner wall.

It didn’t take long before Conner was moaning and calling my name. He grabbed my hips and started to pummel me up and down on his long cock.

I bit my lip and dug my fingers into his chest.

“God… Conner… you’re going to… make me… cum…”

“Cum with me… baby…” he gasped. “Cum… oh… with… me…”

Within seconds we erupted together, as we usually did.