Page 59 of Stolen Kisses

Working my way down his body, I pay special attention to the top of those gorgeous v-lines that make women go stupid. Undoing his button and zipper, I’m careful not to catch the head of his dick poking out the top of his boxer briefs. Dropping them below his ass, I pull down his underwear just enough to get my hands and mouth on his penis. The upward curve and swollen head, sporting a bead of pre-cum greets me. Reversing our positions, I lower myself to my knees so I can return the favor, only he catches me under my arms, brushing the tender area at the side of my breast.

“As much as I appreciate the gesture, I want tonight to be about you. You give so much of yourself to your kids, to Kenny, and to me. Let me spoil you the way you deserve.” His words stop me in my tracks and I take a moment to think. Looking at his face, I can see the sincerity of his words. He’s serious about his offer, but I don’t want this to be a one-sided experience.

I need him to hear what I’m about to say, so I make sure to hold his eyes with my own. “What would you say if I said I wanted to do this? That I get as much out of doing this for you as you get out of it?”

He swallows … hard, his eyes molten. He’s studying me closely. Finally, he must see what he needs as he slowly nods, lowering me back to my knees. “I would say, knock yourself out.But,I don’t want to come in your mouth this time. Maybe another time, but not tonight. You okay with that?”

I nod and move forward, licking the moisture from the swollen head, making sure to run my tongue across the slit. Theo groans, tangling his fingers in my hair, pushing it away from my face.Lookingup from this position, his sculpted body is the perfect landscape.We lockeyes as Ilavehis erection with my tongue, following with a firm squeezearound the base of his shaftin my fist. His jaw tenses, the veins in his neck becoming more pronounced as he moans. His hand tightens in my hair as he begins to thrust gently into my mouth. Using me for his pleasure. It feels powerful to be the one to make this man lose his control, but it’s not enough. He’s holding back, being too gentle with me. Iwantto feel him let go. Thismanwho holds onto his control needs to let go occasionally. I slide my mouth off of him, waiting until I have his full attention. “Stop holding back.”

He nods and I return to my ministrations. Holding the base of his shaft with one hand, cupping his balls with the other, I get back to the task at hand—to make him lose control. With both hands, he grips my hair, guiding me to do his bidding. His thrusts come harder, deeper and I relish in the burn on my scalp. I concentrate on relaxing my throat as I breathe through my nose. His deep moans fill my bedroom causing my clit to throb for attention. I rub my thighs together in an attempt to stifle the pressure building.

“Touch yourself.”

It’s a demand, but it also permits me to let go. It permits me to fulfill my own sexual fantasy, so I follow his direction. Sliding my hand between my legs, my fingers make contact with my wet folds,I moan around his shaft as he readjusts his hold on my hair, pulling back the loose strands that have fallen across my face. I’m struggling to keep my eyes on his, caught up in the sensations of his shaft in my mouth, the pressure on my hair, and my fingers massaging my needy clit. Using his hold on my hair, he pulls my head off of his dick, then helps me up.

“C’mon, Peaches. Get off the floor and onto the bed.” His voice is gravelly, full of lust.

Stroking his cock, he directs me where he wants me. Balancing at the edge of my bed on my hands and knees. I watch him over my shoulder as he lines himself up with my opening. Holding his shaft, he strokes from the base of my folds to my clit and back again. We both moan at the sensation of the intimate contact. Theo stops with the head of his dick at my opening.

“Fuck!” The frustration in that single word is unmistakable. “I haven’t got any condoms here. They’re in the drawer next to my bed.” He moves back slightly and I feel the loss of his contact immediately. “I don’t suppose you have any?”

Shaking my head in the negative, I twist around so I can face him properly. “Look.” It’s difficult to admit this because it’s embarrassing. I haven’t even told my family or Kate. “Uh, I haven’t been with anyone since my ex-husband. I had to have tests done because I found out that Preston was cheating on me. The tests came back clean.” I pull my hair over my shoulder like a shield, looking down at the floor. “I, um, I can’t fall pregnant because I had my tubes tied after Austin was born.”

He crouches down in front of me, using the roughened pads of his fingers to guide my face back to his. His lips touch mine tenderly before he whispers, “I’m sorry you had to deal with a cheating husband, Emma. You didn’t deserve that level of disrespect.”

My nose tingles, my eyes well and as many times as I blink to hold back the emotions welling at his kind words, I can’t. One tear, then another falls down my cheek. I swiftly wipe them away.

What a mood killer.

His lips whisper across my wet cheek, kissing away my tears.

“Nobody knows. I didn’t want to add insult to injury with my family and friends.” I implore him with my eyes. “Please keep it to yourself.”

His jaw ticks as he looks away for a second.When he turns back, his blue eyes are blazing like the combustion zone of the fire. “I won’t tell anyone, Em. Your secret is safe with me,”he murmurs, cupping my cheek. “His loss is definitely my gain. For the record, I’m clean too. I had tests done as a matter of routine a year or so ago. I haven’t been with anyone since then.”

He kisses my lips before standing. Picking me up, he situates me in the center of my bed, coming down on top of me. The front of his bodymakesfull contact with the front of mine. The pressure of his entire weight on me feels delicious and I revel in the physical contact, the smattering of chest hair tickling my chest. Staring into my eyes, he tenderly tucks my hair behind my ear and I close my eyes to reduce some of the intensity of the moment. Lips land on each eyelid as light as a butterfly’s touch. I have to swallow back the emotions welling up inside againas he undoes me with his gentle care.

Lips land on mine, his tongue licking across my seam. We both sigh into the kiss as I open willingly, allowing our tongues to mingle. This kiss is so damn sexy. Slow, sensual strokes. He maneuvers himself between my legs, cradling his erection against my mound, his fingers finding my clit. The pressure is perfect, his strokes firm and consistent, building my desire. The head of his dick notches at my opening before he slides in, one smooth inch at a time. Stretching, filling me in the only way he can.

Eyes locked, hazel to flaming blue, he settles his full length inside of me. Groaning at the sensation, I raise my head to kiss him. I need my mouth on his. I need my tongue tangling with his as we connect in this way. We kiss, our breaths mingling, as he begins to move with slow, steady glides in and out of my body.

Hearts beating wildly against each other.

Sweat slicking our skin.

Breaths in sync.

Our bodies move as though we’ve been together like this a million times before.

My hands find his tight ass as I raise my hips in time with his thrusts. He slowly picks up speed and power, shunting me up the bed until my head is hitting the headboard. He brings his hand up between the top of my head and the headboard—the action melting my heart. My bedroom fills with the sounds of skin slapping against skin, our moans, my bed springs, and the headboard banging against the wall. I can’t hold back my giggle at the symphony we’ve created.

“Oh fuck. You giggling feels amazingaroundmy cock!” His breaths puff across my face as he speaks. His wordstriggerfireworksandI shatter. From the tips of my toes to the top of my head, my body tenses for long moments, my breath seizing in my lungs. My vision grays around the edges as I moan out my release.

Theo’s dick grows and pulses inside mebefore he pushes in asdeepas he can goandthen groans through his own release. His cum releases inside my body and for the first time in five years, I wish I’d never had my tubes done. We find each other’s lips and resume our kiss as he slowly, incrementally begins to move again. Our connection is incredibly intense considering this is only the second time we’ve been intimate like this.

When we finally pull away, Theo nuzzles into my neck. “Iwannado that all night.” I feel his smile against my skin before he gently nips my pulse point. Pushing up, away from my body, I feel the loss of him instantly. He kisses each of my nipples, then rolls off the bed. I really should get up and clean myself up, but my legs feel like rubber—I’m not sure they’d hold me up for the short walk to theensuite. I hear cupboard doors open andclosefollowed by the faucet turning on and off again. Psyching myself up to actually move my butt, I roll to my side in time to see Theo step out of the bathroom with awashcloth.

“Where do you think you’re going?” He sits on the edge of my bed. “Lay down and open up. I need to look after my pussy.”

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