Page 61 of Reckless Curves
Kendra squeezed onto the couch on the other side of Connor. “I hope you’ve been a good boy?” she asked with a yawn.
“I have, Mama. I had pizza too.”
“Well, it’s past your bedtime, so as soon as Tom—Daddy—finishes this story it’s off to bed with you.”
“Can’t I stay up with you? Please—Daddy?” Connor begged wistfully. His big round eyes opened wide.
Tom wanted to laugh. His son was clever. Already he was trying to pit mom and dad against each other. “Hey bud, I think you have to do as your mom says.”
Connor’s face crumpled, and she could see it was Tom’s first experience of parenting. You’re not there to be your child’s best friend, but to help him settle, to understand boundaries and expectations. But Kendra knew how hard it was to ignore the wishes of their wonderful son.
But Tom gave Connor a kiss as he snuggled quietly into her arms, and Tom finished the story. His little eyelids were struggling to stay open as Tom stopped reading. Kendra made to stand and carry him to bed when Tom laid a hand on her arm. “May I? I’ve never put my son to bed before,” he implored her gently.
Without a word, she handed her precious bundle to Tom, and he softly crooned to Connor as he carried him from the room. Kendra was beyond happy; life right at this moment was wonderful. She’d never expected to be this happy—Tom was in her house and it just felt right.
Suddenly feeling hungry, she went in hunt of leftover pizza to zap in the microwave.
She’d just taken a huge mouthful when Tom’s arms slid round her waist. “Are you feeling better?” he enquired as she turned in his arms.
“I was just tired. But now I’m really hungry.”
He laughed as he noticed the slice of pizza missing from the box. “So I see.”
“No.” She pressed closer and rubbed against him, loving how his body roared to life. Kendra whispered, “I’m hungry for you.”
He swung her into his arms, but she grabbed one more slice of pizza before he carried her to her bedroom. “For sustenance,” she chuckled.
He placed her gently on the bed and stepped back. He undressed as she lay watching, finishing her pizza with her eyes glued to his body. Soon he was standing naked in front of her and her mouth watered for something other than pizza.
She rose to her knees and crawled to the end of the bed with a huge grin on her face. Tom stood there in all his naked glory, well aware of what the sight of his magnificent body did to her. The soft lighting of her bedroom cast shadows, making his pecs and his abdominals look like they’d been deep-carved by Michelangelo himself. The prominent wings of his hip bones were a protective funnel for his towering erection.
She could barely raise her eyes back to his face, but when she did, the love she saw was brighter than the world’s largest fireworks display.
Still on her knees, she leaned forward and pulled Tom’s hand until his thighs were flush against the bed, and then she kissed the flat, ripped muscles of his stomach. She loved how he shuddered under her touch. His smooth, satin skin beneath her lips was pure heaven.
As her lips trailed lower, a soft growl rumbled deep in Tom’s chest. Her tongue meandered across his lower belly, and she loved how his erection jerked. Her fingertips skipped up his strong thighs, and as she stared up at him, she saw his eyelids flicker closed as she finally took his shaft in her palm.
Tom’s ragged inhale stoked her arousal as she stroked him. Parting her lips, she extended her tongue and licked her way from his heavy sac all the way up the underside of his erection.
“Holy, shit,” he cried, before she saw his jaw clench and his eyes flare. He obviously liked it, so she did it again.
She teased him—slowly. Her tongue ran up his cock and then her lips hovered over the tip. Would she, wouldn’t she take him in her mouth? She almost laughed out loud when he hissed, “Pleaseeee,” from between clenched teeth. Taking pity on him, she smiled slyly and finally took him deep into her mouth.
Tom closed his eyes on a groan. She loved to tease and she withdrew right to his tip, her pink tongue swirling in the slit, making his toes curl and his sac tighten. Then she sucked him down again, her whole throat somehow enveloping his entire length. His hands rose to tangle in her hair, pulling the dark silk aside touching her face. She looked up to see how much he was enjoying her pleasuring him.
The rhythm started slowly, but soon he helped, moving his hips. When her palm slid round his cock, he let out a loud moan. She could do this all night just to hear him, watch him take his pleasure.
“I want to be inside you,” he panted as his cock popped from her lush mouth.
He pushed her slowly onto her back as he crawled up her body, helping her shed her sundress as he went. He used his teeth to remove her thong, and her body hummed with arousal. By the time he reached her beautiful breasts, she was braless. “Why the hurry? We have all night.”
She lay back and sighed, but lifted her hips in impatient offering. “I just want you so much.” With her words ringing in his ears he slid into her heat and began to love the woman who owned his heart.
Later as they lay cuddled together under the blanket, Tom brushed the hair from her face so he could kiss her. But as his hand found her skin all he felt was clammy heat. “You’re hot.”
She cuddled closer. “Thanks. But I think you’re the hottest.”
“No. I mean you’re hot. Are you feeling all right?”
