Page 181 of An Unholy Affair
‘Greedy little minx.’
She raised her head. ‘But it’s so good…’
Jack’s eyes were sparkling. ‘You’ve got it all around your mouth now.’
She poked out her tongue to clean it up.
‘Other side… Hang on, let me…’ He bent down, kissing and sucking at her lips.
Her breath quickened, and she moaned, pushing herself closer.
There was a clatter as he dropped the spoon. Then his hands were on her hips, lifting her to the countertop. She spread her legs, tangling her fingers in his hair to pull him closer.
Jack bunched up the skirts of her dress, his fingers trailing sparks up her thighs, then stopped and lifted his head.
His face was flushed with desire, but he still managed a look of consternation. ‘You’re wearingunderwear?’
‘Well, weareexpecting guests.’
‘Not for—’ he glanced at the clock ‘—half an hour yet.’ He pushed the bulge of his cock against her aching clit and rubbed her hardened nipples through the fabric of her dress.
Desire arced between the points of his touch. ‘You’re right. You’re so right.’ She undid the button of his jeans and pulled down the zip. His cock sprang free.
‘See,’ he murmured. ‘No boxers. If it was summer, I wouldn’t bother with clothes at all.’
She giggled and stroked his shaft, spreading the precum over the head. ‘I can’t wait…’
‘Neither can I,’ he growled, hooking his fingers into the sides of her pants. ‘Lift up.’ She did, and he pulled them down her legs and off, jamming them in his trouser pocket.
Eveline spread her legs wider and beckoned to him. ‘Come here, husband. I’m ready for you.’
Jack raised an eyebrow. ‘No foreplay?’
She shook her head, her muscles clenching with impatient need. ‘Watching you make a cake is all the foreplay I need.’
‘Well, Mrs Newton…’ He brought his body flush with hers, his cock pushing at her entrance. ‘Later tonight, I’m going to take my time…’ He eased into her tightness and she shivered with pleasure. ‘I’m going to bury my face between your legs and lick you till you lose count of how many times you’ve come.’
‘Yessss,’ she exhaled. ‘Oh, that feels so good.’
He clasped her bottom, pulling her onto his cock with a growl.
The doorbell sounded.
She froze.
He turned his head. ‘Fuck off!’ he yelled, the sound echoing around the kitchen and out the door.
‘Jack!’ she hissed, trying not to giggle. ‘It could be anyone!’
In the silence that followed, Eveline heard the faint sound of the letterbox on the front door banging open.
‘I heard that!’ Estelle’s voice called through it. ‘Youfuck off. I’m here early for Eveline.’
Jack dropped his head and huffed.
Eveline kissed his forehead. ‘Later isn’t that long away?’ Gently pushing him from her, she hopped off the counter.
His cock bobbed as if lost and disorientated. He tucked it back inside his jeans with a sigh. ‘Can we give them takeout instead?’
