Page 27 of Sexploration

I push the thoughts to the back of my mind as doubt starts to creep in. These are problems for another day. Right now, I just want to enjoy my time with her.

The front door swings open and closes with a click. “August?”

“In here, gorgeous.”

There’s a thud as she drops her bags and kicks off her shoes in the foyer, her quick footsteps echoing through the house. A beaming smile lights up her face when she walks into the kitchen, the sight making my heart race.

“You’re not going to believe what I got in the mail.” She holds up a stack of papers that appear to be legal documents.

“Tell me that’s what I think it is.”

“Yep. My divorce is final.” There’s a seductiveness in her tone, a hunger behind her eyes as she moves closer, tossing the papers on the counter. “I’m officially a free woman.”

“Hell yeah.” I meet her halfway and wrap her up in my arms, giving her a quick twirl. “And what would you like to do to celebrate this newfound freedom?”

“You,” she breathes.

Her hands dive into my hair, bringing my mouth to hers. The kiss is rough, her demanding tongue tangoing with mine. My hands run over her curves to her ass, lifting her off the ground. I move us across the room until her back is pushed up against the wall, never breaking my lips from hers. She locks her legs behind my back, her center grinding into me. My cock goes rock hard, begging to be buried inside her.

I love this side of her, spontaneous and wanton. She’s blossomed this week, like a flower flourishing in the sun. And I’d like to think that’s because of me.

I suck and bite the delicate flesh on her neck. “You want me to fuck you right here, Josie?”

“Yes, please,” she pants.

My hands move up her thighs until her dress is bunched at her waist, my fingers hooking into her panties. I rip the thin material off her body and stuff them in my pocket.

She sucks in a breath, her eyes flaring with lust. “Jesus... that’s hot.”

“You like that, gorgeous?” I push my shorts down my hips and grip my cock, running the head through her folds and over her clit. “Always so wet for me.”

I’ve had her in every room in this house over the past week, in lots of different positions. Standing up in the shower, her riding me on the couch, bent over the dining room table. The plan was to keep her completely satiated, but it’s like she can’t get enough, always ready for more. Not that I’m complaining.

She groans and grips my shoulders, shifting her hips. “Don’t tease me.”

I smirk and slowly bury myself balls deep into her warmth. “Now... where is the fun in that?” My hips rock back, pulling my dick almost free before sinking into her again. “You drive me crazy.” She whimpers as I kiss her, nipping at her bottom lip. “Seems only fair that I return the favor.”

Josie has completely wrecked me. There’s no coming back for me. This woman owns my ass. But she’s still holding back parts of herself from me. It’s like she puts up this wall anytime things get too intimate, like she’s too afraid to let herself feel anything beyond our physical connection. It’s maddening. But I keep telling myself she just needs time.

My hands grip her ass, tilting her hips up as I begin thrusting. Her head falls back onto the wall, her fingernails digging into my arms. I don’t hold back, moving in and out of her fast and hard. My balls tighten as she stretches and clenches around me.

“You feel so fucking good.” She moans at my praise, her teeth digging into her bottom lip. “Like you were made just for me.”

Her head lifts, and there’s a vulnerability behind her beautiful blue eyes as they lock onto mine. We stare at each other, an exchange of unspoken words as we chase our climax. It doesn’t take much longer for her panted breaths to grow louder, her body becoming more rigid in my arms. I push even deeper inside her, sending her over the edge. Her fair skin goes flush, her pussy pulsing with the waves of her orgasm, milking my cock. I follow right behind her, coming inside her with that final pump, my muscles going limber again with the release.

“You should let me take you out,” I say, kissing her forehead. “It’s not every day a woman gets her wings back.”

“Out?” The squeak of her voice is a real buzzkill, her hips lifting to slide me out of her. “Like a date? Are we doing that?”

Her question causes a bitter disappoint to settle over me. It’s ridiculous. I mean, the woman literally has my cum inside her right now. We’re well past the point of no return. She’s lying to herself, fighting this connection between us.

I huff out a harsh laugh and let her feet drop to the floor, pulling up my shorts. “Aren’t we? We’ve spent every night together for weeks. What’s the difference whether it’s here or somewhere else?”

Her eyes avoid mine, her hands smoothing her dress back into place. “Don’t get me wrong, I’m having fun, but—”

“But what? You’re only using me for my body?” I was going for playful, but hurt seeped into my words.

Her features twist with guilt, her voice soft as she replies, “It’s not like that. I just don’t think we should complicate things.”

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