Page 55 of Moving to Love
He crossed his arms over his chest and stared, and she sighed. “I’ll see if they want to go out. Sandi just mentioned something about that at lunch last week, so I would bet that unless they have plans, she’s in.”
“Perfect. See you at lunch.”
Joci cocked her head to the side. “Do we have lunch plans?”
Jeremiah slapped her on the ass. “Now that you live here with me, I’m coming home for lunch. Do you have a full workload today?”
“Not too bad.” Joci smiled.
“Great. Meet me in the bedroom at noon, with nothing on. Lie on the bed, on your back, with your head toward the door. And be ready for me.”
He kissed her on the lips and walked out the door.
Joci smiled all the way to the back bedroom/office. She was turned on already, so being ready for him at noon wasn’t going to be a problem. As a matter of fact, it was going to be a long morning for her, thinking about him coming home for a nooner. She giggled as she thought about it. She was forty-four years old and was about to have her first nooner.
She worked on the video until eleven. She was organizing the pictures in an order she thought would work well. She was going to set the whole thing to music and was running songs through her mind. She stood up, stretched, and decided to take a quick shower before Jeremiah got home. She giggled as she walked into the bathroom and turned on the water.
She took a nice long shower and made sure she was shaved and soaped—everywhere. She put body butter all over her body, making her skin smooth, and then dried her hair. She looked at the clock and noticed she still had about fifteen minutes. She walked to the kitchen to grab a bottle of water and strutted back to the bedroom, humming a song to herself.
She put the bottle of water on the bedside table and took her robe off. She stretched out across the bed like Jeremiah had asked her to do, on her back, and hummed while she waited for him. Soon, she heard the door open and the sound of his footsteps walking toward her down the hall. The bedroom door opened, and she heard a soft whistle.
She looked up to see Jeremiah devouring her with his eyes.
“You are…without a doubt…the sexiest woman I’ve ever laid eyes on. And you’re mine.”
Joci smiled from ear to ear. He walked toward her and touched her cheek. He ran his hand down her cheek to her jaw and under her chin. Softly but forcefully, he pulled her chin up. He reached under her arms with both hands and pulled her to the edge of the bed, so her head slightly hung over the edge. He ran a finger down her throat and over to her breasts. He palmed a breast in each hand and massaged them. He pinched each nipple and made them hard peaks, straining for his mouth. He chuckled. “I could play with you all day.”
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Slowly, he unzipped his jeans and let them fall to the floor. His boxer briefs followed. He pulled his t-shirt up over his head. In record time, he was standing at her head, completely naked. He stroked his hard cock up and down a few times while watching her. She squirmed, watching him pleasure himself, and he smiled at her.
“Do you like watching me, Joci? Does that turn you on?”
Joci licked her lips. “Yes, I like watching you. You’re beautiful. Watching you touch yourself is sexy as hell.”
“Is it now? Let me see. Touch yourself. I want to watch you.”
She reached down with her right hand and slipped her fingers into her soft folds. She moaned a little.
Hissing out a breath, he said, “You’re right, that is sexy. Keep touching yourself, Joci; I want to watch you and hear you.”
He grabbed his cock and touched her lips with it. She opened her mouth, and Jeremiah slid himself inside. He knew she couldn’t take him all the way, so he kept his hand on the base of his cock so he wouldn’t get excited and forget how little she was.
She tightened her lips around his length and let her tongue slide along the underside of it when Jeremiah pulled out and slid back in. He hissed out a breath. He’d thought about this all morning, and still, he was amazed at the feeling of her mouth and watching her touch herself. Shit, there was nothing like it. Joci slid her tongue along the vein on the underside of his cock, and he groaned.
“Joci…geez…fucking amazing,” He panted.
She wiggled around her fingers, working furiously. He watched her squirm and knew she was having trouble making herself come. Fine with him. He would rather help her anyway. He leaned down and ran his tongue around her swollen, sensitive little bud while pushing in and pulling out of her mouth. Joci moaned again and lifted her hips to intensify the pressure from his mouth.
He licked her clit again and sucked it into his mouth. She reached up and cupped his balls in one hand and put her other hand on the base of his cock. Jeremiah used the opportunity to slide a finger into Joci’s wet little pussy. Two pumps and her orgasm started racing, her body warming and her breathing ragged. He added pressure on her clit with his tongue, at the same time pushing two fingers into her wet channel, and she exploded. She pulsed and clenched.
She continued to rub Jeremiah while working her mouth along his length. She licked his balls, and they sucked up inside of him. Gently sliding back into her mouth, Jeremiah let go. Joci swallowed quickly to drink all of him down. He laid his forehead on her belly, giving them both a little time to catch their breath. She licked his cock as it fell from her mouth, and he groaned again. He stood up as soon as he could, climbed onto the bed next to her, and pulled her into his arms. Joci wrapped her arm around his waist and kissed his chest.
They lay quietly for a few minutes, and Jeremiah kissed the top of her head.
“Sorry, baby, I meant that to last longer. Sometimes you make me come so fast my head spins.”
Joci smiled. “It isn’t about the amount of time. It’s about the quality. That…was high quality.”
