Mary’s face.
“Seriously, Alex,” she said, her eyes dark with lust and wide with a little fear. “If anyone finds out about this, I’m fired. And you’re out of here—and Big J won’t even have to try and get anyone into the facility to take you out.” I nodded.
I leaned back on the couch and pulled Mary down with me, wrapping my arms around her waist and pressing her body against mine. I had just a moment to realize that I’d been right; I could span her waist with one arm. Then she was bringing her lips down against mine, and I groaned, my grip tightening as I opened my mouth and slid my tongue along her lips. Mary shifted against me, and I trailed my hands all over her body; I hadn’t realized just how much I had been thinking about what it would be like to get to know the curves I’d been watching until the moment my hands slid from her tits to her waist, tickling her ribs. I tugged the hem of her shirt up, pulling it over her head in a quick movement and letting it fall to the floor next to us.
Bit by bit our clothes fell away; I shifted around and twisted underneath Mary until my cock sprung free of my boxers, until I felt her hand close around it. “Fuck…God, babe. If you don’t stop that I’m going to come in your hand.” She gave me one more lingering stroke and then her hand fell away, her weight shifting on top of me. I opened my eyes to get a full view of her heavy, firm tits; her pale pink nipples, now firm little nubs that begged me to suck and lick them. I cupped the heavy mounds in my hands, bringing each one to my mouth in turn and smiled against Mary’s skin as she gasped, trembling from the feeling of my lips and tongue worshipping her. She wriggled and writhed on top of me and I groaned out at the feeling of her hot, slick folds rubbing against my aching-hard cock, teasing me for what seemed like hours. I rocked my hips against hers, clutching her close, wanting more—but knowing I couldn’t hold out for long.
I pushed down on her hips while I thrust up, and for a second I thought I’d lose it—that I’d come immediately, as Mary’s tight, wet, hot pussy wrapped around me. She moaned out, kissing me hungrily as her legs pressed against mine, every muscle in her body tensing as our hips met. I held her still for a long moment, trying to regain my self-control, and then we started moving together, touching each other everywhere. It had been years since I’d wanted it so bad; and with all the drugs out of my system, every little tightening of her inner walls, every little moan that left her lips, threatened to send me over the edge—I was so sensitive everywhere, it was like the first time I’d ever done E. We fell into a rhythm together, and I tried to keep it slow; I wanted to remember this when I was tossing and turning in bed in a few hours, when Gerard had gone to sleep and I could pretend like I had a little privacy. Mary felt so good, so right; I kissed her lips, her throat, her chin, as she rode me steadily, her hips twisting and shifting as she rose and fell, her inner walls tightening and flexing around my throbbing, aching cock.
I lost all track of time and didn’t care; I wanted it to go on forever. I started thrusting harder and faster without being able to help myself, and Mary’s moans filled my ears, vibrating against my shoulder, my lips. I managed to hold back just long enough to feel her whole body tense, feel her shudder against me as the first wave of her climax rocked her. A moment later I tumbled over the edge and pushed my hips up against hers mindlessly as I came, moaning against her hot, soft lips while her body clenched around me tightly in little erratic spasms.
We both collapsed, panting and gasping, and with my eyes closed, fireworks lit up the inside of my head, aftershocks of pleasure crackling through my nerves. I felt Mary’s weight shift what seemed like only a heartbeat later; it had to have been longer. I opened my eyes to see her