I awoke a few hours later with the feel of his hand brushing along my cheek. My face was tucked in under his chin and I let out a small sound of protest at being woken up.
“Hey,” I heard him say. “I need my arm back.”
I tilted my head and my eyelids fluttered as I fought my way out of sleep.
He slipped his arm under me and pulled me closer to him. He tugged and manoeuvred me until I lay along the length of him, my long legs bending at the knees to cradle his hips.
He swept his hands up and down my spine and delved his fingers under my hair, causing a purr-like sound to vibrate in my throat in response. My breasts flattened against his chest and the warmth of my inner thighs embraced his awakening cock.
“Hmm…you’re hard again,” I said, my words slurred as I shifted position.
“Can’t help it. You’re naked and you won’t stay still.”
“You’re naked, too.” I trailed my lips along the underside of his jaw. “I know a way we can make the most of the situation.”
He sank his hand into my hair and massaged the back of my scalp. “I’m open to ideas.”
I lifted my hips and wedged a hand between our bodies. When my warm fingers closed around his erection, I heard him suck in a breath. His arm tightened around me as I repositioned myself. I heard him let out his breath in a whoosh of air when the damp heat of my pussy slid down his cock. “God, Bonnie, I like the way you think.”
My hands crept beneath his shoulders and I held him close, laying my cheek against his thudding heart. “I like the way you feel,” I said. My lips played lazily over his chest, my breath moist against his skin.
He wrapped his arms around me and trailed his fingertips down my back. He buried his nose in my hair, inhaling the sweet scent of my shampoo that clung to my curls. He took his time thrusting inside me, his strokes long and deep. Neither of us was in a hurry. Our bodies rocked together in silence.
“Hey…” I said, my lips pressing soft nibbles along his neck.
“Yeah?” he asked while he swept his hands down my spine and clutched my rear. He squeezed my flesh, urging my hips down to meet his thrusts.
“I like being with you,” I said, nuzzling his ear.
It was true. Physically, we were explosive together. When he first approached me, I thought he only wanted to talk about business and lend a helping hand in my career. Little did I know that I was being seduced and a part of me wanted it, wanted the experience instead of being the good girl I was for so long. I wanted to be bad. And this meant nothing. He wasn’t taken, although he told me he was divorced. I wasn’t breaking a marriage and it wasn’t like I wanted anything from him, other than sex.
He lifted his chin and I flicked my tongue over his earlobe, grinning to myself when he let out a quiet groan in response.
“Hmm… me too,” he said.
“I want more of this,” I said as my body wriggled against him, somehow managing to deepen the connection between us.
A lazy growl seemed to rumble in his throat and he hugged me tighter against him. “Same here,” he said.
I worked my way up to his mouth, leaving a trail of kisses along his jawline. “So, I was thinking maybe we should spend more time together.”
I could feel his heartbeat kick up a notch as his hands froze in place at my waist. I knew what seemed to be going through his mind as he exhaled a long breath through his nose. I circled my hips, lifting my body just enough so each movement had my nipples grazing across his chest. My lips brushed his and I felt a shiver steal through him.
I slid my palm over his chest and a sound remarkably like a laugh eased from my lips. “Your heart’s racing,” I said.
He tightened his hold at my waist, urging me back so that I sat astride his lap with my hands resting on his chest. My head tilted slightly to one side as I kept my attention on him. “No need to panic,” I said. “I only want your body. Nothing else.” I lifted my arms above my head in a long stretch, causing my breasts to thrust forward as I reached my arms skyward.
“So that’s all you want from me?” he asked. “You want to fuck me whenever you get the urge and toss me aside when you are done?”
I leaned forward and rested my palms on his stomach. My hips began moving again, shifting slowly forward, sliding even slower back. I pressed my lips together in a poor attempt to hide a smile. I simply gave the slightest nod of my head in answer to his question.
He cocked an eyebrow at me. “You think you can handle that?” he asked as his eyes remained on my body while I moved against him.
“I think I will handle it just fine,” I replied, moving my palm over my breast and lingering at my nipple.
“I am not looking for a relationship. And you can have anyone you want. Why me?” he asked as I cupped and massaged my own breast while looking down at him.
“Well… because physically you are very appealing,” I said. “I could look at you all day long. I also really like the things you do to me.” My eyes drifted closed as I tipped my head back, plucking at my nipple with my fingertips.
He cradled my hips in his hands, circling his thumbs over my skin. I could feel his cock pulsing inside me as his belly quivered. I drew my lower lip between my teeth, seemingly lost in the sensation of everything going on.
“And?” he asked.
A short laugh spilled from my lips. I opened my eyes to meet his gaze head-on. Looking down at him, I took a deep breath before saying, “And I want you to do those things to me as often as possible.”
He groaned and dragged me against him. A startled breath squeaked from me as his mouth claimed mine. He shoved his hand into my hair and held me close, his lips moving over mine. There was nothing gentle about the kiss; it turned fiery in an instant. Our tongues delved and searched, hands clutched and gripped. Soft whimpers slipped free between the kisses.
His hand swept over my breast, stroking my sensitive skin which caused me to arch my back and press my nipple into his palm. I felt him smile against my mouth. He broke the kiss a moment later and let his lips wander over my cheek, my temple, the corner of my eye.
He squeezed my breast, lifting my puckered nipple. One quick swipe of his tongue had my body twisting above him. He gentled his thrusts to a slow grind, his body sliding against mine as he worked on my sweet flesh with his mouth. He sucked on me, drawing my nipple slowly into his mouth, running his tongue over and around the hardened nub.
I threaded my fingers in his hair and tightened my grip. My hips jerked above him and I let out a strangled moan.
“You like that, huh?” he asked against my moistened nipple.
He flicked his tongue over me, seemingly relishing in the way I responded to his touch. And it was impossible not to respond to him. I let out an answering sigh above him. My heartbeat quickened against his lips.
“Are you going to have your way with me now, Bonnie?” he asked. He eased me away from him until I was once again sat upright, his cock still firmly embedded in me.
A slight smile appeared on my lips as my eyes, dark with passion, settled on his. My lips felt swollen and damp from his kisses. I saw his gaze wander down to my breasts, to my flushed nipples as they seemed to glisten in the morning sunlight streaming through the curtains.
I widened the spread of my thighs and sank deeper onto him, rocking against his erection. He curved his hands around my hips and lifted himself into me, meeting my downward movements with his own upward thrusts.
My mouth dropped open and soft moans left my lips. “That feels so good,” I said, my eyes on him as my cheeks flushed with arousal.
He bent his knees, bringing his thighs up to rest against my rear. I leaned back on him, my hips rotating at a quickened pace as we watched one another. He slid one hand up my inner thigh, caressing my soft skin with his fingertips. He dipped his thumb into my folds and my eyes folded shut as he massaged my clit.
My hips writhed with increased intensity, grinding harder against him in time with his strokes. He dug his heels into the mattress and shoved himself inside me and my breasts swayed as I moved against him. His thumb pressed and caressed, circled my clit and spread my moisture over my slick skin.
“Are you going to come for me?” he asked.
My mouth hung open but no words seemed to come out as I struggled for breath. I simply nodded my head. My belly tightened as his thrusts grew stronger while my thighs gripped him as I rocked against him.
My soft breaths turned to whimpers as it swept over me. I tipped my head back, my curls flowing over my shoulders, my eyes drifting shut as I gripped his arm.
“That’s it,” he said, his voice sounding huskier and deeper.
I arched my back and cried out. I ground my sex on him, pressed my clit against his massaging thumb. My legs trembled, and my belly quivered. I leaned my weight heavily on his thighs as my body shook. My hand gripped his arm tighter and I let out a final, guttural sound as the last tremors left my body.
“Fuck, Bonnie. You are gorgeous,” he said as he kept thrusting inside me, my sounds of release seemingly only increasing his own need. He encouraged me closer with his palm at my back, bringing my breasts to his mouth. I rested my elbows on either side of his head, my breaths still hot and heavy as he suckled my nipple between his lips.
“Jack,” I jolted against him, sinking my fingers into his hair as he hammered away at me. He kept me close with one arm around my back, his other hand cupping and moulding my breast. He flicked my nipple with his tongue.
“Jack, I think I am going to…”
This time it claimed us both and I felt him thrust hard inside me, again and again. His palms slipped down to my ass, urging me on. He groaned long and deep while he clutched my flesh in his hands. His hips jerked and his cock pulsed as he finally released himself inside me. I felt his body tremble with mine as we both came back down from the high. A hoarse sound broke from his throat and I couldn’t tell if it was a laugh or a sigh of relief.
“It gets better every time,” he said, tugging me roughly against him. He pulled in long deep breaths as I heard his pounding heart close by me.
I laughed at his words as I settled against his chest. Our breaths intermingled and we lay quietly together, his fingers threading into my hair, stroking softly. It wasn’t until I started to stir against him moments later that he spoke.
“So it looks like we have made a deal,” he said.
“Mhmm,” I said and raised myself on my elbows and leaned down to press my lips to his. “Do I get you all to myself or do I need you to fit me in between visits of other girls you have seduced into bed.”
He cradled my chin in his palm and kissed me hard, once, smack right on my mouth.
“I think I can schedule you in,” he remarked with a grin on his face which earned a playful slap on the arm from me. “As I said before, it looks like we have made a deal.”
He closed his eyes and softened his lips as they nibbled at mine. I sighed against his mouth, content for the moment and wanting to lie down there with him and revel in his closeness.
