Jennifer gave a mixed moan of arousal and hoot of laughter.
“You’ve really mastered the art of clothed stimulation,” she said, pressing her hips against the delicious stroking of his hand. “But I’m not quite so fastidious as your old girlfriend. Let me take off my jeans.”
“There’s time for that,” he murmured. “I want to get you nice and warm before I take off your clothes. Besides . . . I’m looking forward to experiencing you in a lot of different ways. Feeling you through your jeans will just make me anticipate touching and licking you that much more.”
She groaned.
“God, that feels good,” she grated out between clenched teeth, her head coming off the ground. He’d pressed down on the bottom of her fly with his long, strong forefinger while he’d muttered those exciting words. He maneuvered the hard ridge briskly up and down along her clit, the movement subtle but incendiary. She tightened her ass muscles and bobbed her hips up against him, heightening the stimulation.
“I can feel the shape of your pussy lips.” His voice resounded from above her a moment later, sounding rough and sexy. “I can feel your heat . . . and moisture through the fabric. You’re getting your jeans wet, honey.”
“John,” she mumbled desperately. She reached for him,
knowing his body was just above her. She closed her hands on his shoulders and tried to pull him down to her. He lifted his hand from the juncture of her thighs.
“Keep your arms down. I’m busy. I don’t want to be distracted.”
She held her arms tensely at her side.
“That’s right,” he muttered as he continued his wicked stimulation of her pussy. This time, he pushed down on the ridge of her lower fly rapidly, pressing her clit like a button of pleasure.
“Oh . . . that’s going to make me come,” she said in a strangled voice.
He started to rub her again, this time more briskly.
“Good. Come in your jeans,” he muttered hotly from above her, a smile in his voice.
She broke in climax. He continued to stroke her, forcing every last shudder and tremor of orgasm out of her straining flesh.
She sighed and sagged onto John’s coat.
“That felt so good,” Jennifer said, half stunned that she could come so explosively by having a man rub her through her jeans.
“It’s going to feel better.”
Her eyes opened, but she didn’t notice the blackness blinding her vision. She was too focused on the feeling of John’s hands as he began to undress her.
* * *
He’d caught her scent as he’d stimulated her. His cock had grown stiff again as he’d detailed the shape of her outer sex and the fragrance of her pussy entered his nose. When he’d heedlessly jerked up his pants earlier, his cock had gotten caught beneath his boxer briefs. It grew hard next to his belly, poking out of the waistband. He’d stroked it with his free hand while he’d listened to Jennifer’s sexy, catchy sighs and low moans of arousal.
When she’d ground against him as she came and her distilled scent had perfumed the air, he’d become single-minded in his need to taste her.
She rose slightly off the ground, helping him to remove her shirt. He touched the skin of her bare shoulders and chest and grunted in satisfaction.
“I was right. That did heat you up.” He paused to appreciate the feeling of her breasts encased in her bra. He ran his fingertip along the edge, feeling the swell of her warm flesh.
“Silk,” he said.
“It’s just cotton,” she mumbled.
“I meant your skin.”
He could hear her soft panting as he removed her bra. He cradled her breasts in his hands. She was large for her size, filling his palms with flesh to spare. Feeling her breasts pressed against him earlier had made him wonder if she’d had implants, but as he caressed her and finessed the nipples, he knew Jennifer was 100 percent real. There was no way manufactured flesh could be this firm; not a chance fake breasts could possess such sensitive, responsive nipples.
She whimpered softly.
As if she’d beckoned him, he leaned down over her and slid a nipple into his mouth. He squeezed the firm, soft flesh in his hand while he lashed at a beading nipple with his tongue. They moaned in unison. His cock batted against his belly.