“We’ve been in the same courtroom almost every day,” he bantered, giving her a wicked grin. “How could you miss me?”
She sat over the tip of his engorged penis and, gently, drove her slick pussy over the pulsing hardness. “I missed being with you, like this,” she explained. “We might have been failures in the past, but now we’ve got each other.” She didn’t want to tell him she’d reconsider her stance on a relationship with him.
“Are you saying you want to date me exclusively?” He traced a lazy line up her right arm.
The movement sent shivers up and down her spine. She began riding him gently and shivered with delight, enjoying the sensation of their joined bodies, his hardness against her feminine softness. “Yes, I guess that’s what I’m saying.”
“Good. I didn’t want any misunderstandings.” The corners of his eyes crinkled with mirth. His hands slid to the curve of her waist. “Just in case you decide to bolt again, I’ll hold you here until we’ve both had the best orgasms of our lives.”
She knew he was remembering two weeks earlier and how she’d turned away from him. Still, she gave him an innocent, wide-eyed look. “Who? Me? Bolt? I’d never do that.”
Throwing her head back, she lifted her hips and drove herself hard over his cock, taking him fully into her pussy, then rose up until only the tip of his cock remained in her. She continued slowly, as if painting a work of art.
Edgar’s palms clamped onto her waist, and he gritted his teeth. “Hurry it up, will you? I’m dying for a mind-bending orgasm with you.”
She rode him harder and faster. Every muscle in her body protested the speed but she couldn’t deny herself or Edgar their pleasure. The world splintered into pieces and merged into a striking palette of sound and colour. He prolonged his orgasm.
His fingers pressed into her waist, and she held her breath, waiting for his world to explode as hers had. His eyes closed, and his thick lashed fluttered against his flushed cheeks. He tensed, shuddered then croaked, “I’m going to come.”
Tension reverberated through him. Charlie waited expectantly, her eyes closed. She heard his ragged gasp, then the soft exhale as he said her name in exquisite torture. He pumped harder and harder, the tension coiled out from him and he had his own wonderful orgasm. Her sheath shuddered with its power.
“I’m the luckiest man alive,” Edgar mumbled into Charlie’s hair.
She lifted her head and gave him a mock frown. “Why’s that?”
Their lovemaking had been spectacular and, even as sticky as they were, he looked forward to spending more time with her. “Because I can have a relationship with you.”
“With a lot of sex thrown in,” she agreed, her gaze fixing on his.
“We’ll get our own house, so we can have sex whenever we want,” he added, happy Charlie had agreed to be with him, although he knew he was pushing his luck with the house.
She leant back. The whipped cream made a sucking noise as they pulled apart although they were still merged as one below the waist. “Judge Edgar Hanks!”
“Uh-oh, I’m in for a chastising now,” he teased.
“Who said I want to live in the same house with you? Now you’re planning to marry me?” She pretended to grimace and rolled her eyes.
“I don’t want to marry you,” he said, deciding to play her a little. He had to be careful with Charlie.
“You don’t?” she quizzed him, attempting to toss her hair over her shoulder, but the strands were one sticky mess.
He chuckled at her surprised expression. “I want a house of our own so if we make a mess, like this one, then we can clean up without anyone being the wiser.”
“That makes sense.” Her grin spread from ear to ear.
“Then, if we do want to get married after we buy our house—”
“The whole house will be sticky.” She ended up laughing.
Edgar grinned. “And we’ll still be making love.”
“I like that.” Her voice was tender. “Every inch of us sticky.”
Edgar heard her bright laughter, planted a huge kiss on her cheek, and wondered why it had taken him so long to the find Charlie. He could no longer imagine his life without the woman he loved at his side, along with whipped cream, chocolate and a cherry on top.
About the Author
Aurora Rose Lynn, a bestselling erotica author, lives in the Pacific Northwest with her husband and conure. She enjoys writing romance with a sensual twist but first and foremost, her stories must be about love. When she isn’t writing romance, she writes young adult and fantasy stories under a pen name.
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