Page 78 of One Tough Love

Wes took her hand off of him once again and leaned in for a kiss that sent heat scorching through both their bodies. He was flush up against her and she felt his hardness against her soft stomach. Jo tenderly cupped Wes’ face and kissed him with such ardor that she felt light headed. She threaded her hands through his hair holding him close. It was emotional and tears ran down Jo’s face.

“Baby what’s the matter?” Wes said wiping her tears with his thumbs.

Jo tried to lower her head, hating that she was so caught up emotionally that she was crying. Wes pulled her face up and made her look at him.

“Is this too much? Is it too soon?” He asked gently.

Jo shook her head. “I’m sorry.” She whispered.

Wes thought that meant she wanted to stop so he tried to tamp down what he was feeling and to concentrate on making Jo feel better.

“Wes, why are you pulling away?”

“You said it’s too much, too soon. I’m not going to rush you Jo.”

Jo pressed her body up to him and took his hand in hers. Brazenly she led him to her nether lips, guiding his fingers to slide through them. Wes was now thoroughly con

fused but extremely turned on by her overt gesture.

“You want me Jo?” Wes said huskily.

“Wes I want you more than I want my next breath. I’m crying because I am so head over heels for you and I’m happy and scared and really emotional right now.”

Wes looked down at the beautiful woman he held in his arms.

He planted a sweet kiss on her lips. “I’m scared too Jo. Scared I’ll screw up, scared you’ll find someone better, scared I’m going too fast or too slow. I’ve never felt this pull towards anyone before, you mean so much to me.

Jo reached up to pull him down for a kiss. “Please make love to me Wes.” She whispered softly.

Wes kissed her sending delicious heat to her already tingling bits. He ran his fingertips through her folds spreading her wetness and Jo pressed herself unabashedly into his hand. He slid his finger through her slickened lips then worked his finger inside her tight channel. Jo moaned her body was alive and Jo begged for release. Wes felt how tight she was so he moved his finger within her snug sheath while using the heel of his hand to work her needy clit. Jo was about to combust. She was mewling with tiny whimpers and Wes loved the little noises she was making. His cock was throbbing and he couldn't wait to bury himself in her tightness, but first he was determined to feel her shatter while riding his hand. She was so responsive it was driving him wild. Wes added another finger and pressed against her cushy g spot. Jo flew apart with a heady moan as she pressed herself into his giving hand.

When her quivering had subsided Wes rolled over, grabbed a condom from the night stand, and ripped it open quickly before rolling it down around himself. Jo was breathing heavily, as if she had just run a race. Her eyes were sparkling and she had a seductive knowing smile gracing her lips. Wes gently rolled Jo over onto her back and lifted her thighs so her knees dangled over his bent elbows. His head gently nudged at her entrance and Jo felt him pressing into her. She tried to hurry him by thrusting upwards but Wes held her hips down.

“No baby slow the first time.” Wes was breathing hard as he held himself back from ramming into her. “I’ve been dreaming of this for weeks. I want to work into your tight self until I'm so deep we don't know where I end and you begin."

Wes kissed her tenderly. "Then I'm going to stay there until we can’t remain still any longer.” His voice was thick and she loved how in control he was.

Jo ran her hands through his hair. Her body was still whirling from her previous wonderful orgasm, but she worried about Wes as he looked strained.

“I don’t want you to hurt Wes.” Jo said thinking about his injuries.

“Does it look like I’m in pain Sweetheart?”

“A little.”

“Oh baby I’m just trying to last.” Wes dropped his forehead to hers for a few seconds then lifted it to look at her.

“Don’t look away Jo. Watch me make love to you.”

Jo started to tear up again and she kissed him while making little hip circles helping Wes surge even deeper. When he felt his base being gripped by her tight core he knew they were connected. Jo had never felt so wonderfully full and Wes growled deep in his throat, “Oh God.”

There was some pain for Jo because Wes’ considerable length had reached far into her vaginal core, but the flip side was that there was a delicious hum that had begun building up inside her and Jo knew what would follow would be epic.

“Ready to fly baby?” Wes said with a voice that dripped sex.

“Oh God Wes please, move, please.”

Wes started pulling out of her and then sinking back into her at a pace that drove Jo crazy. It was slow and teasing, each push back in created friction on her sensitive bud. Jo grabbed his backside and pressed herself upwards, rubbing herself on the area above his shaft.

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