Her words and her light breath swirling around his ear drove him insane with need. He backed her to the wall and cupped her butt, lifting her against him. She guided his rigid cock to her opening and he thrust inside her.
“Oh, God, yes!” she exclaimed as she wrapped her legs around his hips.
Her melting heat surrounded him. His groin became impossibly tight. She had brought him to the brink before he’d even slid inside her. He knew there was no way on Earth he was going to last, but he had to find a way. He intended to bring her to climax before he satisfied himself.
He drew out slowly, then just as slowly eased in again. She wriggled against him, almost sending him over the edge.
“Fast. And hard,” she insisted.
“But—”
She tightened her legs around him and arched forward.
Oh, God, too late.
He thrust once, then again, and she wailed in pleasure. Thank God, he thought, before coherence left him completely. He continued to pump, erupting inside her.
JENNA DROPPED HER head to his shoulder and sighed, clinging to his broad shoulders. His tremendous cock twitched inside her and she squeezed affectionately.
“Sweetheart, that was incredible.” His words rumbled against her neck.
He twitched again and she tightened her legs around him.
She could feel him swelling inside her.
“I think you want me again,” she murmured in his ear.
“I don’t think I’ll ever stop wanting you.” The coarse tone of his words elated her. She’d never seen him express so much emotion.
He pivoted forward, pressing his growing cock deeper into her. She sucked in air. He pivoted back and forward again and she clutched him tight against her as the intense pleasure threatened to send her over the edge once more.
“Oh, God.”
He thrust harder and her breath caught as waves of pleasure crashed over her. Again and again as he thrust and thrust. Coherent thought eroded like sand on a beach as she gave in to the sensuous delight. Another orgasm swept through her, sparking every cell to awareness.
Finally, she flopped her head onto his shoulder again, breathing in the musky male scent of him, enjoying the feel of his still-erect penis inside her. She eased her feet to the floor.
“Well, stud, it feels like you still have some strength left in you.”
He pushed deeper and kissed her neck, finding the place that drove her wild with need, sending tingles through her whole body.
“I sure do. This time, I want to be able to touch those beautiful breasts of yours longer, and explore the rest of your body in detail.”
She smiled. “Explore away, Magellan.”
He drew back and she sighed as his penis slid from her depths.
He led her to the big, gorgeous bed and she stretched out, the feel of the burgundy velvet cover sinfully sensual against her back. His gaze traveled the length of her and he smiled in admiration.
“You are absolutely beautiful.”
Jenna felt the heat of a blush cross her cheeks. He sat down beside her and stroked along her jawline, then trailed his finger downward, along her neck, down the center of her chest between her breasts, and around her navel.
“Absolutely beautiful.”
She couldn’t help staring at his broad, muscular chest, with the sprinkles of dark, curly hairs shadowing the hard planes. She stroked her hand across his chest, adoring the taut strength of him, and circled one nipple with her fingertip.
He cupped her breasts, then his fingertips found her nipples, which immediately thrust forward, hard and needy. He leaned forward and touched one with the tip of his tongue. He licked first the tip, then drew his tongue around the circumference; then he dabbed the tip again. She groaned at the exquisite torture.
It became impossibly hard, aching for him. He switched to the other nipple and brought it to the same level of need.
“Oh, God, that feels wonderful,” she murmured.
It had been so long since he had touched her like this. In fact, he had never had quite this effect on her. Even though she’d already had two orgasms, she wanted him inside her again. Urgently.
But even more she needed his closeness.
“Kiss me.” She opened her arms, inviting him closer.
He smiled and stretched out beside her, drawing her against him as she wrapped her arms around him. His lips met hers sweetly, a gentle pressure that sparked a deep need within her. Her tongue slid to meet his lips, then pressed inside his strong, masculine mouth. The tip of his tongue met hers, then stroked the length of it until they were entwined in an undulating dance. The inside of her mouth tingled, and those tingles rippled through her lips and jaw and quivered over the length of her entire body.
Her mouth moved on his while his tongue explored her depths. Her breathing and heartbeat accelerated. Her hand stroked down his chest, loving the feel of his coarse, curly hair caressing her palm. She slid over his navel and bumped against the head of his penis. Her finger trailed from the tip to the base. She loved the feel of his long rod springing up against her hand in excitement.
She cupped his fur-covered balls and closed her hand around them, gently pressing them together, then fondling them. He groaned into her mouth. Her other hand found one of his nipples and lightly pinched then teased it between her fingertips.
She drew her mouth from his and smiled, then shifted downward to suck on his nipple. He groaned and she sucked harder, then moved to the other and captured it in her busy mouth.
“Darling, you know just what I like.” He kissed the back of her head.
“Which is amazing, since we’re total strangers,” she said, reminding him of the fantasy.
Making love with a stranger. How illicit. And ferociously exciting! She drew on him harder and he gasped.
“Oh, God, honey, you are something else.” With that, he flipped her onto her back and prowled over her, pinning her hips between his knees.
He cupped her breasts with his hands and squeezed, then kneaded until her breathing became ragged. Never letting up, he captured one taut, pink nipple in his mouth. She almost cried out at the exquisite pleasure.
He cajoled with his tongue while he teased the other nipple between his fingertips. She reached out and grasped his long, hard cock, stroking from base to tip, then pumping him, wanting him to feel as invigorated and incredibly hot as she did.
He grabbed her hands and pinned them above her head.
“Honey, I don’t want to be rushed.” He sucked one of her nipples deep into his mouth until she groaned out loud, arching against him, then he squeezed the other between his tongue and the roof of his mouth. He smiled down at her.
“If you rush me, you’ll miss this.”
He released her and slid his hands down her thighs, easing them wider apart, then he leaned forward and thrust his tongue into her navel. She kissed the top of his head as he slid farther, dragging his tongue along her belly. His fingers slid across her labia, stroking along the outer lips, then teasing the folds apart. When she felt his tongue touch her moist, hot flesh and lick the length of her slit, she gasped. Ryan rarely performed oral sex on her, yet here he was doing it twice in one night!
He licked again, sending burning need sizzling through her. Wow. This Jake persona had some definite advantages.
His fingers drew the lips of her labia apart and stroked across her clitoris.
“Ohhh,” she moaned at the intense sensation.
The tip of his tongue replaced his fingertip and he cajoled her to dizzying heights of need. She clung to his shoulder.
“Oh, God, yes. That’s wonderful. Oh, yes!”
He circled and dabbed, sucked and licked.
“Ohhhhhh. More. Please, more.”
He slid his hands up her belly and stroked her breasts, all the while keeping that wonderful tongue of his busy on her clitoris, sending potent pleasure jagging through her.
“Ohhh my God, you’re so good at that.”
> Her fingers spiked through his hair, then clenched. She almost broke into tears at the powerful pleasure surging through her. Her whole body seemed to swell, then explode in the most potent orgasm yet.
As she lay gasping, he kissed his way up her belly to her neck, then lay down beside her and nuzzled her ear.
“Wow! You are incredible.” She drew in a deep breath. “This really is a fantasy come true.”
He kissed her cheek. “You’re going to give me a swelled head.”
She smiled impishly.
“That’s a great idea.” She sat up and climbed over him.
Nudging his knees apart, she kneeled between his legs and stroked his rigid cock from base to tip, then wrapped her fingers around the shaft and stroked a couple of times, loving the feel of his hard flesh in her hands.
She leaned forward and dragged her tongue along the length of his shaft, then circled the ridge at the base of the head, alternately licking and tapping. When she reached the place where the foreskin had once been attached, she lapped and teased, excited by his accelerated breathing.
She took the head into her mouth and twirled her lips around the ridge. He moaned as she continued to sweetly pleasure him. She felt the head swell slightly and she knew he would soon climax.
“Sweetheart, you better—”
She shook her head, continuing to twirl and tap.
“Oh, God. Too late.”
She felt warm liquid spurt into her mouth. She continued to lick and twirl until he collapsed back onto the bed. She swallowed and smiled up at him.
“Your head definitely swelled.”
“Oh, God, come here, you,” he insisted.
As Jake pulled her to his side and kissed her, his lips dancing with passion, he wondered at his luck at finding such an incredibly sexy woman. His arms wrapped tightly around her and pulled her close against him. He then proceeded to bathe her breasts with warm, wet licks.
He sucked one nipple into his mouth, feeling it harden and pebble against his tongue. Her quick little catches of breath as he alternated between one nipple and the other sent his pulse rising. Even though he’d ejaculated in her hot, sexy mouth only moments before, his cock sprang into action, swelling and hardening against her belly.
His fingers moved to her warm, wet opening and slid inside. She felt like slippery velvet. He couldn’t stand it any longer. He shifted and his impatient cock nudged at her entrance.
She wanted a fantasy lover and he intended to oblige her.
She pivoted forward and the head surged inside. At the feel of her velvet depths surrounding him, he thrust his rigid cock deep inside her.
“Ohhh, yes,” she cried.
He pulled back, then thrust again. She tightened around him and he almost gasped. He pulsed forward and back, forward and back, his excitement accelerating at her rapidly increasing moans of pleasure.
“Oh, God, yes. Deeper.”
He drove in, deep and hard.
“Yes!” she wailed. “Faster.”
He increased his pace and she contracted her muscles around him in a pulsating rhythm, sending him over the edge. As he exploded inside her, her moans grew to enthusiastic cries of ecstasy, rising to a scream, long and loud, leaving him in no doubt she’d reached orgasm. Again and again!
She dropped back against the bed exhausted, her arms still around him.
“That was wonderful.” She sounded totally sated. “You really are an incredible stud.”
“Thank you.” He shifted to his side, drawing her against his chest. “You’re pretty incredible yourself.”
She snuggled against him, giving in to the contented sleepiness overtaking her. Within moments, she’d fallen asleep.
CHAPTER 3
JENNA AWOKE WITH a start. It was dark and the surroundings seemed unfamiliar. Warm, strong arms held her fast against a muscular, definitely masculine chest. She glanced at the face inches from her own, his features illuminated by soft moonlight.
Ryan. Posing as a stranger to realize her fantasy. Her heart melted. She’d been totally blown away by his actions. She hadn’t realized he’d even been paying attention when she’d told him about her fantasies. A part of her had started to believe he didn’t care enough to listen to her at all anymore.
He had truly surprised her, and such a delightful surprise. In fact, she’d surprised herself. In their playacting, she’d found a side of herself she’d never known existed. She smiled at the memory of the brazen sex kitten she’d become. He had certainly liked that side of her.
She stroked his whiskered cheek. She couldn’t believe how different he’d been last night. Almost like a true stranger. A wonderful, sinfully sexy stranger.
His eyes opened and her heart jolted at the loving look in his eyes.
“Hello.” His throaty, sleepy voice sounded incredibly sexy.
“Hi, there.”
His arm tightened around her, drawing her closer. As her breasts came in contact with his hair-roughened chest, her nipples hardened.
“Mmm. You feel so good,” he murmured.
He nuzzled her neck and she felt her blood heat.
She nibbled his earlobe, but as her gaze flickered across his wavy hair, the blue digits of the clock flipped to the next minute, grabbing her attention.
Four fifty-two.
“Oh, no.” Damn, she had to get home. She had volunteered to drive seniors to a pancake breakfast at the community center in the morning. She couldn’t be late.
“I have to get home. I have an eight o’clock appointment.” She still had to go home and shower and change.
She started to ease away, but he tightened his arm around her waist.
“Hold on.” His lips brushed her forehead and the sweet contact weakened her muscles. “Surely, you have time for this.”
His mouth covered hers and moved in sweet, silent persuasion, asking her to stay, asking her to forget about responsibilities and think only of him and the bliss she could find in his arms. When his tongue joined the urging by stroking inside her lips, she slumped against him. Her lips responded, moving against his, and her tongue joined the dance. Delicious sensations quivered through her body.
Some small, sane part of her glanced at the clock again. Four fifty-six.
“Mmm.” Her voice was muffled as she struggled to part her mouth from his. “I really can’t be late.” She put a little distance between them, then gave in to her weakness and kissed him again.
He kissed along her jawline and nuzzled the hollow at the base of her neck as he prowled over her.
“Are you sure you have to go right now?”
She nodded, pleading in her eyes. If he kept this up, she’d melt into a puddle on the bed and let him have his way with her.
He sighed deeply. “Okay, but I’m letting you go under protest.”
She wrapped the sheet around herself and tried to stand up, but he tugged at the fabric.
“Hey, that’s not fair,” he complained. “If I can’t make love to you, at least let me see you again.”
She gazed at him uncertainly, her cheeks flushing. She wasn’t one to parade around naked.
“Come on, sweetheart. You’re not going to tell me you’re shy. Not after last night.”
He was right. She was being silly. She had loved parading around naked last night.
She stood up, letting the sheet fall from her body. At the look of darkening need in his eyes, however, she raced into the bathroom squealing in laughter as Ryan leaped up and raced after her, hot on her heels. He caught her and spun her around, kissing her like there was no tomorrow. He eased her into the shower stall and proceeded to soap every inch of her body. Twenty minutes later they emerged, squeaky clean and quite sated. For now.
Jenna gathered up her clothes and pulled on the tiny red thong. Ryan helped her hook her bra, then zipped up her dress once she had it in place.
He had never been quite so attentive and she loved it. She headed for the door.
“Wait a second, Aurora.”
He tugged on his pants. “I’ll walk you to your car.”
She smiled at his use of her play name, amazed he still wanted to keep the fantasy alive. She resolved not to ask him anything about the Toronto trip, or to do anything else to shatter the fantasy.
He pulled on his shirt, then his socks and shoes.
“Okay, let’s go.”
She grabbed her evening bag as he opened the door. At this time of the morning, the hotel corridor was empty. When they arrived at the elevator, he pushed the Down arrow button, which lit up. Seconds later, the light went out and the elevator doors whooshed open.
They stepped aboard and the doors closed behind them. She touched the L button for the lobby. His arms circled her waist from behind and he drew her back against his chest. His lips nuzzled her neck.
“It’s too bad you have to go.”
She melted against him and his hands skimmed up to her breasts.
“Mmm. I know.”
As she watched the floor numbers illuminate one by one, she smiled. A quick glance at her watch told her she could afford another few minutes.
“You know, you did such a great job of realizing my fantasy of making love with a handsome stranger, I was thinking maybe you could help me out with another one.”
His hands tightened on her breasts.
“Oh? And what might that be?”
“I’ve always wanted to make love with a stranger on an elevator.”
He shifted forward and jammed the red Stop button. She felt his cock stiffen against her buttocks as the elevator came to a halt.
“I’d love to.”
He stroked her thigh, then slid his hand up, pulling her skirt with it. The large volume of fabric swirled around her legs as he drew it upward, gathering it together. The bulk of it draped in front of her as he arranged it around the sides of her waist. She leaned forward, rested her hands against the mirrored side of the elevator, and smiled at her own reflection. He tugged on the elastic of her thong, pulling the fabric tightly into her slit. He teased her by tugging and releasing it. One of his fingers slid under the satin of her panties to her clit and he dabbed at it.
She watched the look of rapture on her own face reflected in the mirror as she lost herself in the pleasure. He slid two fingers inside her as he continued to stroke her clitoris, faster and faster, bringing her to the brink of orgasm, then slowing down.
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