Nurse to Forever Mom
“There isn’t anything that I’d rather do, but you must understand that I’m still leaving next Sunday. You know that, don’t you? I won’t change my mind.”
His chest constricted. He didn’t want to think about that now. “I know. Let’s enjoy tonight and worry about later then.”
Her lips met his before she took his hand and pulled him toward the door. “It just happens I know the way to your room.”
Cody chuckled. “Yes, you do. You didn’t seem that eager to be there last time.”
Even in the dim light he could make out her sassy look. “That was actually the problem last time, I was eager to be there.”
Cody pulled her close and gave her a hot kiss that promised things to come.
On their way through the kitchen he flipped the light switch off. Stacey tugged on him in her impatience, making him stumble. He couldn’t remember a time when a woman had been this ready for him. His ego soared, as his heart pounded with excitement against his ribs.
At the stairs, he flipped the light on. Stacey took advantage of the pause to stand on the first step and helped him remove his sweater. She dropped it and took his hand again as they climbed further.
She stopped again. This time she kissed him. As she did so her hands went to his belt, released it and tugged it free. She let it slip through her hands with a grin and started up once again. At the top, she confronted him once more. Cody caught her hands. “Two can play this game. It’s my turn.”
Her eyes narrowed as she teased him with an enticing grin. “You think so?”
His hands went to her shoulders and pushed her sweater off one of them. He placed a kiss on the soft skin he had exposed. It was as smooth as he had dreamed it would be. Stacey shivered. He continued to remove her sweater until her arms were bare. Starting at one shoulder, he kissed down her arm. He continued to love her until he’d sucked each one of her fingers. He then moved his attention to the other side.
As he slowly released her last digit between his lips Cody glanced at Stacey to see that she had her head back, exposing her long neck. Her eyes were closed. Her breasts stood erect while her nipples peaked against her thin dress. She looked like a goddess in the throes of rapture. Kissing the curve of her neck, he promised himself he would make her look like that as often as he could. Her dazed look met his and he grabbed her hand, leading her into his bedroom. Enough of that game.
In his bedroom, he left her alone beside the bed long enough to turn on the lamp on his desk. Stacey stood watching him with hooded eyes. He returned to her, bringing her into his arms and giving her a tender kiss as his fingertips lightly brushed the backs of her arms. She trembled. He’d never had a woman respond so profoundly to his touch.
Her hands moved to the buttons of his shirt. She made slow, tantalizing work of removing a button from its hole. Her fingers were like the best-quality down as they traveled over the skin of his chest again and again. With each touch his manhood jerked. He watched her movements, the efficacy of her fingers and their length, despite her small hand. Even that simple action on her part filled him with awe.
When the last button came undone she pushed his shirt wider over his chest and studied him with a small smile. The palms of her hands came to rest on his pectorals. She teased the hair there, before she leaned in and placed her lips over his heart.
He pulled her face up and captured her mouth, unable to resist kissing her. His hands went to her hips and he gathered her dress up until he found her silken panties. Cupping her bottom, he squeezed gently, bringing her against his hard, hot length. Could anything be more perfect than the feel of Stacey against him?
Finding the bottom edge of her panties, he slowly traced it around to the crevice of her legs. Slipping the tip of a finger under the elastic band, he brushed it over her skin, moving inexorably toward her center.
Stacey trembled. He loved drawing a reaction from her. Widening her stance a fraction, she offered him access. Unable to resist, he ran his finger over her mound, then slowly slipped between her folds. She stilled, as if anticipating his next move. Cody had no intention of disappointing. He tightened his hold at her waist before his finger entered to find her center wet and waiting.
Instantly Stacey released a held breath and pressed into his hand, moaning. He pulled away. She groaned in complaint.
“Panties have to go.” He pulled them down to her knees. She kicked them off and he raised her dress again. He didn’t hesitate to cup her center. Stacey squirmed. Cody’s finger entered her again. Her hands gripped his shoulders while her head fell back as his finger pushed and pulled, teased and titillated her. Her gaze found his, held. Stacey’s green eyes were wide and misty with pleasure. His chest tightened with pride. Soon she shattered, and shivered, having found intense satisfaction.