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InBedWithMrPerfect

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by Heidi Lynn Anderson


  “Did you leave some hot water for me?” He stepped into the shower.

  Watching his fit body move always made her mouth water. “A little.”

  “I think you missed a spot.” He picked up the soap and ran the bar over her back.

  “We’re going to be late,” she said weakly.

  “I called Will and told him we were going to be late,” he said as his hands found her tight muscles.

  The man was a god. His cock bobbed in her face, hard and thick, just begging her to taste. Ann licked her lips. “We really should be there on time. It’s his first date with this girl.”

  Joe’s hands moved to her butt and rubbed. “He’ll be fine.” His finger slid down the seam of her ass.

  She shivered, kneeled and took his cock into her mouth. Power infused her when she heard his sharp intake of breath. Ann knew what he liked and she went about giving it to him.

  Pre-cum coated her tongue and the salty taste of him filled her mouth. Heat spread into her. Loving the way he felt, Ann cupped his balls and sucked his cock down the back of her throat.

  “I want you to suck my balls.”

  The rasp of his voice fueled her excitement. She pulled off him and fisted his cock. Bending her head, she took a testicle between her lips.

  “Fuck yeah.”

  Every time he trembled, her pussy clenched with need.

  Desire drummed through Joe in burning pulses. His teeth sank into the inside of his cheek, the focus on the resulting pain keeping him from blowing his load. Moving his hands to her shoulders, Joe steadied himself.

  Her fingers massaging under his sack, along with the hand pumping him, drove Joe to the brink. “Ann, stop, I’m going to come.”

  She moaned and lapped at his balls. He cupped her face and tugged her head back. The need in her eyes almost broke him. “Stand up,” he panted.

  Ann rose and pressed her hot body against his. “Fuck me, Joe. Fuck me hard and fast.”

  “Put your hands on the wall.” He turned her and put his hand on her back to bend over her. Joe slid his hand from behind between her thighs and cupped her pussy. Her wet heat covered his palm. “Oh, Ann.”

  “I want to feel you inside me.”

  Shaking the cobwebs from his head, he opened the shower door. For once, he was happy the bathroom was so small. Joe grabbed the box of condoms off the pedestal sink and took one out. Tossing the box on the floor, he closed the door.

  “Hurry.” Ann’s hand moved between her legs.

  “This is going to be fast.” He ripped open the foil packet and rolled on the condom.

  “I’m counting on it.”

  Gripping her hips, Joe slammed into Ann’s ready body. Shock waves shot through him. Every single time he slipped into her was a euphoric experience. He pulled out and drove into her again.

  “Yes, Joe. Yes,” she cried. “Do that again.”

  Blowing out a breath, he thrust into her. Ann’s pussy tightened around his cock, holding Joe in place.

  “I’m going to come.” She slapped at the wall.

  Her pussy clamped down around his cock and surrounded him in a wash of heat. He forced himself to hold back his release. The need to feel her come apart around him overpowered the driving desire to climax. “That’s it, baby. Do that for me again.”

  “Joe.”

  He stilled and cupped her breasts. Hormones protesting, he took his time playing with her tits. The sexy sounds Ann made fed his lust.

  Taking a hard nipple between his thumb and forefinger, he plucked. She pushed against him and cried out. Ann’s pussy fluttered around his dick, straining his control.

  “Pull on my nipples.” She shoved back onto him.

  He obliged her as Ann impaled herself on his cock. Joe filled his hands with her bountiful tits. The need to come clawed at his gut but he was determined not to take his pleasure until she was spent.

  Pressure from Ann’s hand working over her clit rubbed against his cock, the sensation bringing a new thrill to the encounter. Every time they made love was a new experience.

  Ann’s body was a fascinating thing he wanted to spend a lifetime figuring out. He let one of her breasts go and wrapped his arm around her waist. Picking up his pace, he stroked in and out.

  Joe buried his head into her neck and nipped. Hot cream washed over his dick.

  “Harder, do that again harder,” she cried.

  Using her hair to pull her head back, Joe sank his teeth into her neck, making sure not to break the skin.

  “Yes, yes, yes.”

  Her screams bounced off the shower walls around them. The cooling water pouring over his back did nothing to chill his needs for her. Turning her head, he found her lips.

  Licks of pleasure slashed at his cock as she bit down on his bottom lip. His restraint snapped. Joe pulled away. “Bend over and put your hands on the bench.”

  Her body shifted as she did what he asked.

  “That’s it.” Joe drove into her wet cunt. She whimpered and quaked around him. He pushed himself to wring a last orgasm from her. Her body went slack under him. Holding Ann tight, he shuddered and fell over the cliff with her. Joe couldn’t wait to spend the rest of his life with this woman.

  The End

  About Heidi Lynn Anderson

  By day, multi-published author Heidi Lynn Anderson is a wife, mother, and owner of a small Green-Cleaning company. By night, she spins erotic tales featuring hunky heroes and the women they love. When not working or writing, Heidi likes spending time with her husband and son, doing what Florida has to offer.

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  Electronic book publication September 2013

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