Thigh High Read Online Free PDF Page B

This was not what she wanted. She needed heat and skin-to-skin contact. “Joe?”
    “It’s okay.” He lifted her legs above his shoulders. “Do you want me, Maz?” His cock was poised at the wet entrance of her pussy.
    “Does a chicken have lips?” It was an insane question. She was open and ready to receive.
    Joe chuckled at her words. “No one has ever compared to you.”
    The head of his cock teased her from clit to anus. Maz squirmed against Joe trying to entice him inside. “No one? How many are we talking about?” Not that it really mattered but she wanted to know. She’d only had one lover. Maz knew no other. Would she even satisfy him?
    “Jealous?”
    “No?”
    Joe’s gaze turned tender. “Worried?”
    “Possibly.”
    “You are beautiful.” He pushed the head of his shaft inside her wet core. “You never have and never will disappoint me.”
    Never will? That suggested a future. “Um, Joe,” Maz murmured, the hard solid length of his cock sliding inside making her suddenly silent as she arched up, seeking more, her stomach tightening. As she pressed against him, Maz suddenly giggled.
    “That’s not the response a man wants to hear at a time like this.”
    “I was just thinking this is good for my abs.” Maz sighed as Joe started thrusting deep and hard into her body, every move designed to bond and thrill.
    Joe pulled back out and slammed back in hard. “I’m going to work on you a lot, Marilyn.”
    “Just fuck me now and we’ll worry about tomorrow later.” His mouth found hers and any concerns Maz had, melted under his lips and tongue as his cock pounded into her. It was the most amazing feeling and even better than she remembered. And an orgasm? For one so used to using her own fingers to come, the plunging heat of his shaft beat her digits hands down. “O-o-hhh…” There it was. The familiar rush of sensation starting in her loins and shooting up her spine.
    “Look at me.” Joe’s voice was a hoarse whisper.
    “I may faint.” Maz wasn’t kidding. She felt almost boneless as the wild surge of super hot energy overcame her. Her hands clutched at his shoulders as Maz held on for more, her eyes on his.
    “Never pictured you as a swooner.”
    “You’ve been gone a long time, Joseph.” Too damn long. How did I exist without this ? Sex with Joe was raw and real. And I want more. As if he heard her, Joe increased his pace, his sweat-soaked body slapping against hers.
    “But I’m back home now.”
    As am I. Maz screamed as the orgasm tore up her spine and radiated throughout her body. She felt weak yet exalted and hung on wanting that same feeling for her lover. When Joe growled out loud and jerked and twitched against her, Maz smiled.
    “What?” Joe’s voice was breathless in her ear as he collapsed upon her.
    He was heavy yet he wasn’t. It was the sort of close, intimacy Maz craved. “That has to have burned up some calories.”

Chapter Four
    “Uh-oh, you had sex.” Merlene’s eyes were instantly locked on Maz as she came around the bar to star her shift.
    “I did not—okay, how can you tell?” There was no point lying to Merlene. The woman had eyes like an eagle and could sense the slightest disturbance on a still pond.
    “I just can. Besides you’re running late for your shift and you never do that.” Merlene flicked the edge of Maz’s collar. “And your shirt is on inside out.”
    Maz looked down at the black shirt. The Naked Shearer logo was back to front and barely discernable. “Damn.” She ducked under the wide bar. Maz yanked the shirt off over her head and turned it the right way around.
    “And you have drenched yourself in perfume.”
    “I didn’t have time to shower.” Maz figured her favorite Red Door would overpower the smell of sex that clung to her. The bar patrons were not sophisticated enough to notice the difference between smells unless they were flavored with hops. She pulled the shirt back over her head and then stood up.
    “Was it