In Full Bloom (Second Chances 1)

Reaching up, she peeled him out of his T-shirt and began placing hot openmouthed kisses against his neck. She let her hand drift lower, to rub against the growing arousal in his gym shorts. As she felt it harden against her hand, she murmured against his skin. “Fuck, I can’t get enough of you.”

When her hand moved to slide underneath the waistband of his gym shorts, she felt him grip her wrist tightly. His voice strained, he said, “I need to be inside you, baby. Let me be inside you.”

The feel of his firm grip around her wrist and the urgent need in his voice left her powerless to resist.

“Yes,” she said, her voice breathy. When the hand that held her wrist let go, she moved to pull her tank top over her head. He leaned down to shove her boxers and panties down. She kicked them aside and reached for the gym shorts he still wore and pushed them down until they fell around his ankles.

Both of them now naked, she watched as he stepped around her and moved things out of the way on the work bench. Spreading out her robe, he moved back to her. With one swift motion he lifted her, moved her to the other side of the greenhouse, and placed her on his work bench.

He looked her over now, his eyes blazing. He reached down and started stroking his cock slowly. There was something about seeing his hand glide over his cock like that. She let out a low moan.

The smirk on his face said that he knew exactly what he was doing to her.

Taryn scooted back on the bench ever so slightly, then propped one heel up on the edge of the table. She leaned back on one arm and used her other hand to cup one of her breasts. She pinched and tugged at her nipple as he watched with rapt attention. Finally, she released her breast and let her hand stray between her legs. Using two fingers, she started to rub slow circles around her clit.

His voice sharp, he said, “I didn’t tell you that you could play with my pussy.”

Her hand paused as she took in the darkly sensual look on his face. His dark eyes were practically smoldering when he stepped forward. He plucked the hand from between her thighs and held it up to her lips. He said, “Lick it clean for me.”

Taryn considered for a moment before she ultimately complied. She had never tasted herself. Not like this. Indirectly on the lips of a lover, but never like this. Slowly, she stuck the fingers in her mouth, licking them clean one at a time.

“Jesus Christ,” he said. “That is the sexiest fucking thing I have ever seen in my life.”

She licked the remnants off her lips and said, “I need you inside me. I ache for you.”

He moved forward and wrapped his arm around her. One still stroked his cock lightly while the other one wrapped around her shoulders. “Lean back,” he said. “You don’t need to support yourself on your arm. I’ve got you.”

She leaned back against his arm, testing and then said, “Inside me. Please.”

Seconds later she felt the press of him against her. He teased her, rubbing against her swollen flesh but not penetrating her. Her eyes closed on a moan as he rubbed against her clit.

“Stop teasing me,” she panted.

“You want me inside that tight cunt, don’t you, baby?” he asked, his voice gravelly.

“Yes. Yes. Fuck me. Please,” she moaned.

“I don’t know, baby. You touched my pussy without permission. It would serve you right if I just jerked it, came all over your stomach, and left you unsatisfied,” he said, still rubbing against her.

Her breathing erratic, she almost whimpered his name in response.

“Cup your breasts for me. Play with your nipples,” he said, relenting.

She released the grip she had on his arms and moved her hands to her breasts. As she traced her fingers lightly against her nipples, she felt them respond. Boldly, she teased and plucked at them as he watched her.

His breathing ragged, he said, “Pinch them,” as he continued to swirl the tip of his cock around her opening.

When she pinched them, she felt another pang of desire go straight to her core. She moaned and began to tease her nipples more roughly.

“Fuck,” he said. “You’re gorgeous. Wrap your legs around me.”

With no further delay, he finally drove into her. One hand supporting her back, the other moved to hold her hip in place. He said, his voice thready, “This is going to be quick and dirty, baby. I’m already on the edge. Jesus Christ, you’ve got no fucking idea what you do to me.”

Gasping with each stroke, she said, “Yes, I do. It’s the same thing you do to me. Every time you slide your thick cock into me, I lose my fucking mind.”

He slammed into her, with no restraint whatsoever now. The way he was gripping her hip, she was sure it would bruise but she didn’t give a damn. She just wanted him to fill her up, to cure the aching need that rose up inside her every time he stepped into the room. This was way too much. She was feeling too much.

The tension that had been slowly building in her lower belly began to bloom. She cried out with each thrust, feeling herself moving closer to the edge.