Page 95 of An Unholy Affair
‘Yes! I don’t know if you’ve noticed, but I’ve been practically begging you for it.’
He looked relieved. ‘Well, in that case.’
‘Hallelujah!’ She pushed on his chest and he knelt between her legs. This time, when her fingers went to undo the buttons of his jeans, he didn’t protest. Her heart leapt off the blocks, nervous excitement making her fingers tingle as she reached inside his boxers and pulled out his cock.
She swallowed. ‘And it’s meant to fit in, er, me?’
He huffed out a laugh. ‘That’s the general idea.’
‘Inconceivable…’
He laughed again at the line from thePrincess Bride, but stopped as she swept her hand up his length.
It had been so long since she’d seen a cock, and her experience back in her early twenties had mainly consisted of drunk fumbling in the dark with strangers. She couldn’t get over how hard he was underneath such soft skin. The head was wet and sticky, and she swiped her thumb across it.
‘Is this okay?’ she asked, glancing up. ‘I don’t really know what I’m doing.’
His lips were parted, his cheeks darker, his gaze more intense. ‘It’s incredible.’
Emboldened, she swept her hand from base to tip, twisting when she got to the head. With the other, she cupped his balls, feeling their weight.
He let out a long slow breath through pursed lips, the muscles of his abdomen tight, his hands formed into fists by his sides.
‘Can I suck it?’
His eyes widened, and he opened his mouth as if to speak, but then started coughing, pulling away from her.
‘Are you okay?’
He held up a finger as if to ask for a minute, his eyes streaming.
She got off the sofa. ‘Do you want me to get you a glass of water?’
He shook his head. ‘I’m, I’m okay,’ he finally managed, the coughs turning into laughs.
‘What did I do wrong?’
He wiped his eyes, shucked his jeans and boxers and reached for her, drawing her into his arms and laying her back on the sofa.
‘You took me by surprise,’ he murmured, brushing her lips with a kiss. ‘It was like one of my fantasies coming to life. Unexpected and a little overwhelming.’
‘Oh, thank goodness for that.’
She ran a finger down the indentation of his spine to his firm backside. Now all ofherfantasies were coming to life. Jack was naked and on top of her, his body hot and hard. She ran her toes through the hairs on his legs, moving her wet centre back and forth across his solid length.
He groaned into her neck, one hand coming between them to roll her nipple between his fingers and thumb. Desire lit her up from the inside out and she turned her head, her mouth seeking his. His lips found and claimed hers, his tongue stoking the fire that burned deep between her legs. She undulated her hips, desperate to feel him inside her.
He broke the kiss, reaching for the packet of condoms on the table.
Captivated, she watched him sheath himself, her heart racing with anticipation.
He grabbed a sofa cushion. ‘Lift,’ he said, tucking it under her when she raised her hips.
She opened her legs wider, her pussy clenching unconsciously, as if trying to draw him in. Reaching for him, she pulled him down, squirming to find the head of his cock.
He held back, his expression serious. ‘Are you sure?’
‘Oh, for goodness sake!’ She slapped his bottom. ‘Enough already! Get on with it!’
