“I know docks there that very few people know about,” I revealed. “You have good taste.”
“You can tell what kind of taste I have from a guess off the top of my head?” she prodded with a little laugh. Her body a little more relaxed thanks to the wine.
“Of course,” I said in a thick voice that made her still, my hand sliding around to her front. “When someone has never really experienced something before, their instincts are the best judge of what they’re really like.”
She was silent for a few moments, but she didn’t resist the gentle swaying of my hips behind her. “Bruin, what happened earlier was…”
“Instinct,” I admitted, now running my hand on her inner thigh through her blue dress. “You let your instinct guide you, Jill, and it was worth it, wasn’t it?”
I wasn’t even sure if she knew she was nodding softly. I could feel the storm inside her. “You tasted so fucking good.” I breathed into her ear. “I’m thinking about things that I haven’t explored, either.”
“Don’t try that with me,” she warned, finally turning around to face me. My hands held her round ass, and I looked down into those defiant eyes. “You’ve had women all over the world. How am I any different?”
I cupped her face with my hands and ran a thumb just below her lip, admiring the glossy lipstick. “You’re the one who’s been right in front of me the whole time.”
I pressed my lips to hers. The heady wine and the tension we felt between us made us melt into each other, and Jillian soon found her knees going weak under me.
I groped her ass, and one hand went up her back, feeling the smooth fabric before my fingers found the zipper. She gasped a little and broke the kiss, looking up at me in surprise. She knew full well what it would mean if I drew that zipper down.
“Here?” she asked, a glance to the window.
“We’re in private, trust me,” I growled, a smug smile on my face. “The only question is whether you want this.”
Her lip quivered for a moment as I watched the storm of feelings roil under the surface. Even though I knew what my heart and body wanted, I felt it too. The tension of knowing each other so long and leaving so much untouched. How close I’d been to the family. Her brother. The secrecy. The feeling of her coming on my face, giving me a taste of her honey I’d never forget.
She nodded hastily and kicked her shoes off, and I felt a roar of triumph well up inside my chest. I pressed her into another kiss as my hand drew the zipper down in a swift motion, and I helped her wiggle out of the little dress. I tossed it aside and stood back, my hungry eyes looking her up and down.
And with everything stripped away but her bra and panties, the shy, nervous Jillian I remembered was back for a moment, looking up at me with hesitation, even fear. She was worried she didn’t look the way I wanted her to.
Nothing could be further from the truth.
I unbuttoned my shirt and tossed it to the side, and her jaw dropped at the sight of my rippling muscles again. I gave her little time to appreciate them, though. I moved forward and unhooked her bra, tossing it aside before she even realized what was happening, kissing her all the while. I slipped my hand up to her breast and cupped it, but I couldn’t stay sweet and gentle for long. I lowered her onto the cool table surface, and her arms fell to her sides, leaving her exposed before me. With the soft glow under her and the dark shadows behind me, I felt like the devil himself looming over an angel.
I descended on her.
My teeth grazed her breast as my tongue found her nipple, and my cock grew stiffer at the sound of her gasp of pleasure.
“Oh, God.” She breathed, pushing her knees up to hold onto my hips. “I...I…”
She was lost for words as I devoured her breasts, relishing the soft flesh as my tongue washed over it, toying with the stiff bud until it was hard, and I let my teeth brush against it, threatening to bite down at a moment’s notice
I slid her to the very edge of the table and stood up to my full height, but as I did, my hands slid down to her hips and took hold of her panties. She took one last breath I lifted her hips to get them off, sliding them all the way up to her ankles, and I tossed them to the side.
Jillian was naked before me, her ankles resting on my shoulders, and I gazed down at my prize. Swiping my tongue over my lips, I took my belt off and unbuttoned my pants, letting my stiff cock spring free.
She gasped at the sight of it. She’d seen it at half-mast and felt it stiff, but she’d never seen it like this, full and erect, its bulging, dark crown swollen with need. My heavy balls were almost sore from desire for her.
“You have no fucking idea what you do to me,” I growled, and before she could respond, I slid my cock against her slit, listening to her gasp of surprise at the sheer weight of it on her. “I’m going to make you pay for it.”
I let my cock rub against her folds, wetting my cock before I perched the tip on it, running my hands up and down her smooth thighs and feeling a rumble go through my chest.
“Condom?” I asked her, and she shook her head, blushing furiously.
“No,” she gasped, “I want you to fill me, Bruin.” Her voice was shaking as she said it, and I smiled. “Skin against my skin. Just once.”
“You’ve been waiting a long time to say that,” I teased her, and before she could respond, I pushed my shaft into her.
She let out a cry of surprise when I entered her, and fuck, she was tight, tighter than I’d expected. The tip of my cock felt every detail of her pussy, and I was only halfway in. I was going to fuck her hard, but if I wasn’t careful, this poor