Page 5 of Curves and Cradles

Kevin pulls out his wallet and drops several bills on the table. He stands and holds his hand out to me.

I look up at him. Holy crap, he’s hot. Like Chris Hemsworth or Henry Cavill hot.

Breathe in through your nose and out through your mouth. Ohmigod!

I’m doing this. I’m hooking up with this ridiculously hot man for a one-night stand. And if his kisses are any indication, I’m going toreallyenjoy myself.

My pussy is already applauding at the thought.

chapterthree

Kevin

I kick the hotel door closed behind us and press Jane against the wall. There’s nothing patient or affectionate about our kisses. No, it’s no-holds-barred fucking with our mouths. Her little mewls of pleasure drive me crazy. I need to be inside her now.

She keeps one hand around my neck while the other works on my belt. Undressing each other would be hot, but it wouldn’t be fast. Reluctantly,

I set her down on the floor and press my forehead to hers as I end the kiss. “Fuck, you’re sexy.”

“I want you inside me,” she says breathlessly.

I didn’t think it was possible to get any harder.Shit.“Take off your clothes. We’ll go slow next time.”

Her eyes flare, and she gives me a sexy grin before pulling her shirt over her head and tossing it on the floor. Her tits are round, plump, and practically spilling out of her bright-pink bra. Then she drops her jeans and stands in front of me in nothing but that bra and some sexy-as-fuck matching panties.

I nearly rip off my clothes, tossing them over the office chair at the standard hotel room desk. She watches me, her gray eyes darkening as she takes in my body. She bites her bottom lip and releases a shaky breath.

Before I touch her again, knowing I might lose control, I grab a row of condoms from my bag and toss them on the bed. Then I reach for her and pull her into my arms.

Her hand immediately goes to my chest, and her fingers trace every sinewy line on my torso. I hiss out a breath.

“You’re unreal,” she says, her tone full of awe. “Truly, a work of art.”

“SEAL training. Hard not to bulk up.”

“Well done, soldier.”

I chuckle, picking her up and kissing her. She clings to me like a spider monkey, and only our underwear separates us. I reach behind her and flick her bra clasp, pulling it off her in one swift motion. I dump her on the bed and yank off my boxer briefs.

Her eyes round as she takes in my hard cock. I slide my hand up my length once and then again. Her lips part. Oh, hell yeah. I can picture her on her knees with those lips wrapped around my dick. But first, her pussy.

“Oh, Janie. I’m gonna enjoy the hell out of you tonight.” I lower myself between her legs, pressing kisses to her thighs and directly on her pussy over her pretty pink panties.

She bucks under me.

I chuckle. “Impatient?”

“Yes,” she hisses.

“Good. Me, too. I want to be inside you, but first, I need to spend some time exploring your sweet pussy with my tongue.” I drag my nose up her center against her panties and feel the dampness waiting for me. “You smell so good. I need a taste, need to lick up all your sweet honey.”

“Oh...”

I hook my finger into the waistband of her panties and pull them straight down her legs. There she is, wet and waiting for me. The smell of her arousal is like a grip on my cock. Fuck, I can’t embarrass myself and come on the sheets while my mouth is on her.

Her pussy isn’t bare, and I like that. I’ve never understood why that’s sexy. She’s trimmed and tidy, with a perfectly shaped triangle of brown hair. It’s feminine and sexy as hell.

I look up and find her watching me as I spread her lips, which glisten with need. “Pretty and pink. Your pussy is perfect.”

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