the other strap.
“Hold
on. Slow down. Sweet Jackie…go…slower… Kiss me like this.” She put her lips to
his, probed gently at first, then threaded her fingers in his hair as she
increased her mouth’s pressure a little at a time. She drew back, leaving him
with a soft bite to this lower lip. “See? Like that. Not like you’re drowning
but like you’re swimming, coasting, enjoying yourself. Not desperate. Girls
don’t like a guy to seem desperate…trust me.”
She
took his hand, drew it down to the warmth between her legs. “Now touch me here,
slowly, slowly, but firm. Mmm…hmm…yes…right there, that’s it. Brush it with
your fingertip…baby. That is it, touch my clit, tease it. Do you feel it? Under
your finger?” She angled her hips into him as he pressed his thumb to her flesh,
teasing as she said then getting serious, stroking it with the sort of pressure
that was making her squirm and sigh and fill his nose with her lusty odor.
“Can
I…please…” his voice nearly broke.
“Slide
one finger in,” she whispered, gripping the back of his neck with one hand and
kissing him between instructions. “Go deep, like that, oh…yes.” She leaned back
farther, drawing his face to her exposed breasts. “Suck my nipple, hard,
harder,” she whispered as her hips thrust against his hand.
Jack
did as he was told and very nearly came with his finger buried deep in her
pussy and her delicious nipple between his lips. “Now, reach up, angle your
finger forward, find my G-spot, and keep your thumb on my clit. Oh god!” she
yelped, bent a leg, giving him even more access as he sucked at her, keeping
them propped on the table with his free hand. He smiled against her flesh,
shaking as the unmistakable sensation of impending orgasm crept up his spine
and hit him right in the base of his brain.
Mindy
moaned, writhed, and coated his hand with warm fluid. The smell of lusty female
swirled around his brain. “Jack,” She exhaled his name and grabbed his forearm,
the grip and pulse of her sex along his hand amazing and unbelievably erotic.
“What
a quick learner,” she gasped as her body calmed. He pulled his finger out of
her, put it to his lips, making her smile. “Uh-huh. We’ll get to that next. But
first, I think somebody needs their cherry popped.” She grabbed his cock. “I
know you’ve got a condom somewhere, being the Boy Scout you are.”
He
took a breath, unable to speak. Nodding, he pulled his wallet from the trousers
half hanging off his ass. His hands shook so she took it, opened it with her
teeth, and rolled the latex down his length, making him wince at the unpleasant
sensation of being trapped inside a giant rubber hose.
“Sorry,
baby.” She bit his earlobe. “But you should never put this lovely thing into a
strange woman without protection. Ever. Got it?”
Jack
nodded and slanted his mouth over hers, tasting, probing, gentle at first. Then
she gripped him and tugged him back to the table.
He
picked her up, set her on the table, and leaned into her. “Gonna fuck you now,
Mindy.” His voice was firm, which made him sound calmer than he was. The warmth
of her sex was so close, so perfect, so ready for him.
“I
know, Jackie.” Her voice was hoarse. “Come on in.” She angled her hips, gripped
his ass, and groaned. Inch by inch he penetrated her. Jack tried not to come,
really truly tried. As the sweet, velvet glove of her enveloped him, all of
him, encompassed him in a way he had never felt and didn’t think he ever would
again.
She
grabbed his ass with one hand and tugged him down over her with the other.
“Kiss me, baby. Kiss me right now, right as you come. It’s okay. Don’t hold back.”
Jack’s
entire world coalesced around one thing and one woman. He groaned into her
mouth, pounded hard, and came, too fast. But she smiled and cradled his head to
her breasts after, keeping their bodies connected, making him feel loved,
finally, or at the very least,
Carolyn Faulkner, Alta Hensley