Minding Amy

"If it comes with a side of Amy Norton, it's good for

me." He took a mouthful of the brandy, savoring it, before he put the glass down on a nearby table.

She stayed in front of him, one hand on her hip, the other toying with her glass. He noticed there was an expectant, almost challenging look in her eyes.

That was like a red flag to a bull.

He lifted his foot from the floor and teased it under the hem of her skirt then gestured at her hips. "Lift your skirt."

She stared at him for a long moment then put her glass aside and shook back her hair, before she clutched her skirt and eased it up as far as her hips.

The sweet curve of her hips and thighs captured his gaze. He nodded approvingly. "Better."

He wanted to look at her but he wanted to be inside her too. His hands itched to wrap around those gorgeous hips and hold them tight while he penetrated her. "Take them off," he added, gesturing at her undies.

Hurriedly, she pushed the scrap of fabric down her legs so the flimsy knickers fell around her ankles. With surprising grace, she stepped out of them.

He ducked down and lifted them up, examining them. "Damp."

She nodded.

"You want me inside you?"

She flashed her eyes. "You know I do."

Sebastian gestured at her again, beckoning her closer. He pulled a condom packet from his pocket and offered it to her. "Show me how much you want it."

Her eyes widened. "You're so demanding," she whispered, but he could tell she liked the idea because her lips quirked as she responded.

With her hands on his shoulders, she leaned in to kiss him, her mouth opening and her tongue teasing against his. It was a lingering kiss, but when he went to touch her, cradling her breasts from below, she pulled away. With a provocative glance she took the condom packet from him then opened his fly. As she unzipped him, his cock poked free of his jockey shorts, eager for her.

Dropping to her knees, she stroked it.

"Careful," he warned. Her hands on his hot skin felt too good.

"No way," she responded, shaking her head. "You said to show you how much I want it. You'll have to grin and bear it."

When she took him into her mouth, his vision blurred. The moist heat of her mouth made his cock reach, his balls riding high. She began to kiss and lick his shaft, and he pressed his head back against the headrest of the armchair cursing silently. She rode him deeper into her mouth, rising and falling on his shaft, her tongue flicking at the sensitive underside, one hand locked around the base.

Too good. Too much. If she kept doing that he would come very soon, and that wasn’t what he intended. He reached for her hair, stroking it, trying to keep his head while it threatened to lift off. "Amy, I need to be inside you."

She lifted her head and nodded. "I know," she whispered. "I want that too."

He locked his hands over the arms of the armchair. Part of him wanted to grab her, roll her on her back on the floor and pin her there with his erection until he worked them both to a mind-blowing mutual orgasm. But she was responding to this, and he adored the way she glanced at him from under lowered eyelids as she tore open the condom wrapper.

With an appreciative sigh, she rolled the rubber over the head of his cock and down its length. Once it was on, she stroked it with her hand. "I think you're ready for me," she teased.

Sebastian snatched at her wrist, pulling her close. "Get up here, where I can hold you."

She rose to her feet and lifted her skirt as high as her waist, flashing her naked pussy at him as she clambered over his lap, straddling him. His hands immediately went to her waist and he held her tightly while she took his cock in her hand and directed it to her sweet spot.

Tension beaded up his spine.

Easing down, she took him in, inch by inch. "Oh yes," she blurted, "so good!"

Sebastian nodded. Her cunt was like a hot fist clutching him, making his cock throb. He had to catch his breath before he spoke. Gazing up at her, he wrapped his hands around her hips beneath her dress. "Let me see you." He nodded at the dress. "Take it off, please."

Settling on him, she grasped the fabric and pulled it over her head.