Page 80 of Play of Love
I would have just lifted the edge of my shorts so he could see the band of my panties, but I thought I’d go for something a little better than that. So I took my time undoing the buttons to my shirt and opened it up to show him my pink lace bra with the little bow in the center.
“God.” He stared at me, then moved swiftly to turn on the Range Rover and rev the engine. “We are definitely not in Kansas anymore.”
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Josh
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I couldn’t drive fast enough. I could barely keep my hands on the steering wheel and had to will them to stay there and not roam over to the stunning blonde woman who sat next to me with her shirt open.
Twice I nearly ran the car off the road because I was staring at her,andI almost drove past the house.
The minute we parked I jumped out of the car and reached for her. We didn’t even close the doors, I just picked her up and carried her inside the house while I ravaged her beautiful lips with kisses.
Pure emotion propelled me, and the more I kissed her the more I wanted. I wanted her, all of her, now and forever.
How had I managed to control myself all these weeks? How the hell hadImanaged such will power?
We made it to the living room where I lowered with her to the floor. I backed off her shirt, revealing her daintiness and perfect frame. In the small window of time we had to catch some air, she tugged at my shirt and I managed to pull it off over my head. I kissed the soft skin of her neck, which was just as I remembered. Smooth like cream, with the promise of everything amazing. I kissed my way down to her breasts and stopped as I remembered the last time I’d had this opportunity. My want was worse now by a hundredfold. But still I realized what going further would mean for us. What it would mean for her. In the back of my mind it dawned on me that she’d seen me here in this house with other women. Not even one, but two. Several times, and that was not that long ago.
Allegra and bed friends.
She was concerned about that when she moved in, and I knew what she thought about me in that respect. I didn’t want her to think that she was just another woman in my bed. I stopped kissing her and pulled away.
Concern filled her beautiful face as she looked at me with wonder in her large green eyes.
“What’s wrong?” she asked with that smooth softness that spoke to my soul. I knelt before her and cupped her face.
“I don’t want you to think that this is just about sex.” I shook my head. “I want you, all of you. Not just this part.”
My words seemed to surprise her. She looked back at me with an awe-filled expression, her eyes heavy with emotion.
“You have me, Josh.” She smiled and took my hand. “I want this.” She waved my hand, mimicking what I did and said to her weeks ago when she moved in.
I smiled, feeling happiness I thought I’d never experience burst within me.
“What is that?” I widened my smile.
She giggled as I kissed her cheek. “I don’t know but my heart wants it.”
I stopped and stared at her. Now that was different to what I’d said and meant so much more. I knew it when I met her that I’d never met anyone like her before, but what I didn’t realize then was that I’d never met anyone who I could feel this way about. And my feelings for her had deepened as time went by. All it took was seconds, just a handful of seconds, and she’d go deeper down the pathway she had created into my heart.
“My heart wants you too.”
She smiled sweetly. “Then make love to me, Josh.”
I looked at her and thought I’d love to do nothing more. It would be the first time that I’d ever made love.
“With pleasure.” I kissed her again, and when I did I knew there was no turning back. But mostly I knew that I was going down a path that would propel me in a direction I’d never gone before.
As she molded against my body, I smoothed my hands up to her breasts and squeezed her gently. Soft moans escaped her lips and drove me insane.
I picked her up again, deciding that I wanted her in bed where I could devour her. But not mine, hers. My room was tarnished with the past and needed to be cleansed before I could take her in there. She was surprised to see that I’d taken her to her room, but we didn’t waste time with that. I set her down in the center of her bed and captured her lips again. Then with one snap I undid the clasp in front of her bra that held it together. Her beautiful breasts spilled out in their heftiness and my eyes glued to her nipples. Pink like the finest strawberries, round and firm.
I pulled down her shorts to reveal the beauty of her hips and the artistically sculptured masterpiece of her fine legs.
The extent of her ethereal beauty did indeed rival all the angels. This woman wasn’t just beautiful, she was the description and definition of perfection.
