Page 23 of Attraction

“What the hell?” She laughs. “Yeah, of course, they’re real. I thought you’d be an expert on tits by now.”

“Oh, I am and just so you know, these aregreattits.” He smiles and lifts her, sitting her on the table. He clamps his lips firmly over her right breast, sucking against the flesh that fills his mouth. “Mmmm… yeah, great tits.”

Grazing his teeth teasingly on her nipple, he makes her cry out and breathless, her senses are heightened to the breaking point. Each touch of him on her body feels like a slushy mix of ecstasy and pain. Then, things turn wildly frenzied as he lifts her from the table and moves her to bend over it. Her bare breasts are pressed tight against the wooden surface beneath her, and he tugs, pulling her shorts and panties down in one swift movement, before unzipping his own pants.

His fingers grapple at the wet slit between her legs, and he smiles, letting loose a deep growling sound from his throat. “Oh, someone’s keen.” He grins, his tongue licking her skin as he pants, gasping into her neck.

Then fingering her body, he uses her creamy-slick to circle her pulsing cock, and she cries out—gasping. Desperate now for him to make her cum, her body screams for him, and she wants him way more than she realized. Thankfully, he knows exactly what he’s doing; he pumps his cock into her, while his fingers circle her clit. Her climax builds quickly, and teasingly he holds her just on the point of no return until she pleads for release. Forcing herself against him, she begs, unable even to get his name out. “Ry…oh geez! Fuck…. I’m gonna….”

She squeals as he whispers in her ear. “Shh! Quiet, you don’t wanna give Oz a free floor show.”

Biting her lip, she closes her eyes and grips at the edge of the table as her orgasm rips through her body. Then as her muscles relax, she sucks in a deep breath of air as Digby thrust forward forcing himself inside her, pumping his hips against her body, while she rides his dick in a slow steady rhythm—crying out for him not to stop.

He smiles, grabbing her hips and holding her tight as his hardness fills her. Plunging faster and deeper, he pounds her from behind. The table rocks on its legs beneath her and she smiles—hoping it won’t break. The hard surface creates friction on her nipples as her breasts rub against it.

Then, slowing the pace and pressing his hips tight to her ass, he buries himself balls deep in her pussy, while his fingers search out her clit. Rubbing roughly at her, she forces her thighs wider apart and he stimulates her senses with his firm circular motions. And then, like a light switch, she unexpectedly cums again, and as she does, that’s his cue to empty his load.

“Mmm…oh God!” he groans with a deep-rooted growl. His nose pressed tight against her neck he absorbs the scent of her sex. “Oh, you smell so fuckin’ good. You know, I could fuck you all night.” And still, inside her, he grinds his swollen balls against her with a fulfilled smile. Then, stroking his hand along the curve of her spine he gives her one final slow thrust and empties the last of his seed, before easing himself out.

Taking a breath, laid flat against the table in an awkward and somewhat embarrassing position, she groans. He kneads her butt with his hands and stares in triumphant satisfaction at the beautifully fucked and wrung-out body of hers sprawled in front of him.

Helping her up, he plays with her hair and strokes her cheek. Looking at her, he can’t get enough.

For a second, she feels awkward, painfully aware that Ozzie is only feet away in the bedroom. But she’s weak and her legs shake, so she rests against the edge of the table, clasping her arms around his neck and leaning her head on his chest.

He lifts her chin and strokes her cheek. He kisses her. “Kat look at me.”

She shakes her head and feels the wet of him on her thigh. She has to clean up. Searching the floor, she picks up her scattered shirt and underwear. “We shouldn’t have done that. You know Oz is just through there. I need to get dressed and check on Ellen.”

“Goddammit Kat, stop, keep sayin’ we shouldn’t! We both wanted this and as far as I can tell, we both enjoyed it, so what is the problem?”

“I know, but doing this here… it’s wrong. I don’t know what came over me, but I know this can’t keep happening.”

“Yeah, sure it can…I like it.” He grins.

Staring into his deep blue eyes she shakes her head as she succumbs to his sexy charm and smiles. “No… thiswon’thappen again.”

Ignoring her, he nods. “Oh, it will.” Then, sniffing her scent, he holds her face, forcing her to look at him. “You know, you are fuckin’ beautiful. I can’t get enough of you.”

She closes her eyes, savoring the warm touch of his hands on her skin, and then as she opens them. He’s only inches from her face, staring directly at her. The green jewels of her pupils dilate, and he gasps.

“Holy shit,” he says, stunned by the blurred image that fills his head. He steps back. Looking at her, he can’t help but think how perfect she is. She tries to get away, but he’s consumed by desire and grabs her head. He holds her firm in his hands. “Kat, I need to see… Show me again… please?” he pleads.

“No!” She takes a breath and pushes him back. “No, please just leave me alone.” Her lip quivers as fear shoots through her veins and she hurriedly grabs her clothes and pulls away. “I have to clean up and get dressed. I need to change Ellen’s drip.”

“Kat… please.”

“Ryan…” she turns to face him from the hallway. “I’m sorry, I can’t do this. So please, just leave me alone.”

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08:00hrs

Looking at her tracker, she steps up her pace. Her body’s tired from being up all night with Ellen, but she needed to run—release some of her pent-up frustration after what happened with Ryan.

Then turning into the next side street, she heads back and slows her tempo. Suddenly she’s aware of the stranger running behind her.

“Hey! Hey… wait up!”

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