He framed her small face in his large hands. “Baby, I’m not a virgin. You know that.” When he pressed his lips against hers, everything stopped. He didn’t want to pull from her when he did.
“Every dog can learn a new trick.” Eboni smiled.
“Let me get your coat.”
She furrowed her eyebrows. “You still want to take me home now?”
“No. I want you to keep warm when we walk over to the apartment over the garage. I can’t do what I want to do to you in my mother’s house.”
Eboni went to the closet to get her coat. “What about yours?”
“I’m hot enough.” Gunnar put some cookies into a plastic storage bag. When he turned to Eboni, he held them up. “For later.”
After locking up the main house, it didn’t take Gunnar long to walk Eboni over to the garage. He unlocked the door and ushered her inside. As he climbed the stairs behind her, it took every bit of strength for him not to strip out of his sweater and start undoing his jeans.
He wanted to feel her skin next to his. He wanted to touch every part of her body.
* * * *
Eboni’s skin felt electrified as soon as she stepped into Gunnar’s apartment. He took her coat and hung it on a coat rack next to the door. Then he took no time in commanding her mouth again.
Gunnar put one arm around her waist and another hand to the side of her face as he kissed her. Eboni couldn’t help but touch his chest. She brushed her hand over his hard nipple through his soft sweater.
He moaned and slipped his tongue into her mouth. Eboni touched the tip of her tongue against his. She lifted the hem of his sweater and found his nipple again. As soon as she touched it, he broke from the kiss.
“How do we get you out of this dress?” Gunnar put his hand on her shoulder.
It felt as though it weighed a ton. The heft of it reminded Eboni of Gunnar’s size. He’d gained what looked like a good fifty pounds of muscle since last she seen him.
“This is where patience comes in to play.” Eboni took a step back.
Gunnar, accepting her challenge, started undoing each button, starting by her neck. By the time he got down to her breasts, she felt his hands shaking.
Eboni thought for sure he would give up being Mr. Patient and just rip open her dress as he had stated earlier. After a breath, he continued down her body. Once he undid the final button, Gunnar breathed a sigh of relief.
“Very nice, but you could have just unzipped me.” She turned her back on him to reveal the hidden zipper that went all the way down her back.
“Oh, you are going to get it for that.” Gunnar removed his sweater and tossed it to the floor.
Eboni imagined the wild expression he carried scared many of his opponents. To her, she desired him even more. As she backed from him, she slipped her dress down her arms and placed it on the living room couch. She watched Gunnar scan her body.
She imagined that he enjoyed the view of her new black lace bra and matching thong panties. From the way he kept his stare down at her body, and from the prominent bulge in his jeans, she felt she guessed correctly.
Gunnar stalked Eboni. She didn’t want to appear like she fled from him. When her back met the wall, she realized she had blown her cool demeanor. He didn’t blink. Gunnar picked her up and wrapped her legs around his body as he held her under her backside. He carried her to his bedroom.
With great gentleness, he placed her on his bed. From her vantage point, she caught the view of his erection. Before she could give him relief by undoing his pants, he grabbed her ankle and removed her bootie. Then he did the same for the other foot. When Eboni started to pull off her stockings, Gunnar shook his head.
“Keep them on.” He gave her a sly smile.
As though giving her a striptease show, Gunnar kept his stare on her as he undid his jeans. Eboni licked her lips as she anticipated the view. She hadn’t seen his penis in more than ten years.
Gunnar sat on a chair in front of her and took off his boots. She scooted to the edge of the bed as she watched him. With his boots off, he stood again.
“Come here.” Eboni curled her finger at him.
Gunnar stood and strolled to her. When she reached for his jeans to push them down, he held her wrists. She brought her attention up to his face.
“Let me appreciate your body first.” Gunnar released her and undid her bra.
He slipped the garment down her arms and tossed it on the floor. When he reached down for her panties, Eboni moved back to the center of the bed. Gunnar slipped her thong down her legs.
He growled as he admired her. “I didn’t think it would be possible for your body to get any better than the last time we were together.”
“Stop it. I was fat back in the day.”
He shook his head. “Then and now, I saw you as this incredible beauty. Don’t ever put yourself down.”
His compliment had Eboni looking at Gunnar like the man she’d always wanted. It took her a moment to start breathing again.
Gunnar crawled over the bed and hovered his body over hers. Eboni writhed under him. She damn near begged him to touch her. As though reading her thoughts, he lowered his head and arrested her mouth with his firm lips.
Eboni snaked her hand behind his head. With her nimble fingers, she removed the band holding his hair back in a ponytail. His soft hair flowed around his face and tickled hers.
Gunnar moved his body down hers, kissing her cheek, her neck, and the center of her chest. He cupped her breasts in his large hands.
Her breathing increased. He used his thumbs to circle her hard nipples. With the pleasure he gave her with his hands, she found it hard to believe that he used these same hands to inflict pain or even render opponents unconscious.
“Mmm, Gunny.” Eboni arched her back.
Gunnar took that moment to cover her nipple with his mouth. He flicked his tongue over her hard, sensitive pebble. With each pass, Eboni’s body jerked.
He kissed over her chest as he made his way to her other breast. He licked and suckled it like he’d done the other. When he sucked her whole breast, she thought she would climb out of her skin.
Eboni gripped a fistful of his hair. That sensation kick-started a reaction she didn’t expect. Gunnar gave her playful nibbles over her stomach before making his way down between her thighs. She had to let his hair go but she didn’t mind this release.
He pushed her legs apart. Eboni felt her juices flowing from her pussy, thinking about what would happen.
Being the tease she remembered, Gunnar first blew his warm breath over her. The sensation sent her body into a shivering fit. She’d become the addict getting reintroduced to the drug she’d spent years weaning herself off of and swore to never do again.
Tingles rippled over her body when he kissed her inner thighs dangerously close to her core. If Gunnar didn’t relieve her soon, she would be taking care of herself in front of him. She preferred him over her own hand.
Gunnar didn’t disappoint. He swiped his tongue the entire length of her vagina, ending the sweet trip at her hardened clitoris.
Eboni sucked air between her teeth and gripped a handful of his comforter. “Feels so good.”
He pushed his tongue inside her as far as he could while he circled his large thumb over her clit. The sensation forced her to sit up. Her legs shook. She didn’t want to come yet. She didn’t want to be the first one to break. Then again, she’d broken simply feeling him and an old washer going through a spin cycle.
Eboni held the back of his head as she released a scream. When she thought he had finished, Gunnar moved his mouth up to her clit. He twirled his tongue around it as he let a finger delve in her moist channel.
He brought one hand up to her breast and held it as he continued pleasuring her with his mouth. Eboni thought for sure Gunnar had become an octopus at that moment.
Her gyrating hips pressed her mound into his face until, once again, he made her c
limax.
“God, stop. You’re killing me.” Eboni relaxed against the bed.
“I’m not done appreciating your body.” Gunnar stood and pulled down his jeans.
“It was a suggestion, not a dare.” Eboni propped her upper body on her elbows as she admired his firm ass.
When he turned around to her, she had to blink. Eboni didn’t remember Gunnar being so long and thick. As he made this way to the side of the bed to get in, she stopped him. She sat on the edge and put her hands to his hips as she looked up at him.
“If you do it, I’m going to come right now.”
Eboni offered a grin. “You may not like it.” She grabbed the base of his shaft. “I may not be any good.” She swiped the tip of his weeping cock with her tongue. The saltiness of his essence hit her tongue. “You may be begging me to stop after a while.”
She covered his thick mushroom tip with her mouth and held him there. Unable to fit him entirely in her mouth, she continued to hold him around his base as she moved her mouth down to her hand. When she brought her mouth back up to the tip, she heard Gunnar emit a long, low groan. His shaky thighs gave her enough indication that he liked what she did.
Eboni brought her mouth down on him again, tightening her lips around his shaft. She felt a subtle throb pulsating in her mouth, against her tongue. Her fisted hand brushed against the nest of his sandy-blond pubic hair.
She used her free hand to cup his tightening balls.
“Sweet Jesus!” He held her shoulders.
Eboni increased her speed, moving her mouth up and down the full length of him. Gunnar’s breathing became loud, quickened, and erratic. Until he put his hand on her head, she thought she could make him climax.
Eboni didn’t want him touching her hair, feeling her imperfections, the tracks of her weave. She pulled back and peered up at him.
“I have condoms in my purse.” She winked.
“I’ll protect us both.” He bent down and kissed her quickly before he went to the dresser.
There, he pulled out an all-black box. Eboni watched him opening the box and ripping one of the packages from the string. He opened it and rolled the condom down the length of him.
Eboni rolled to the side and patted the bed. “On your back, King Kong.”
Without argument, Gunnar positioned himself on his back. Eboni straddled him, holding his cock. She braced her free hand on his muscular chest. To tease him, she brushed the tip of his dick back and forth between her wet nether lips.
Gunnar held her hips. She felt him trying to pull her down as he rose his hips up. To control this, Eboni eased the tip of him inside her and stopped. The connection halted Gunnar’s movements for a moment. When she brought herself down all the way to the hilt, he exhaled.
“Bigger than I remembered.” Eboni rocked herself back and forth on him.
“Tighter than I remembered.”
He held her upper arm and pulled her down to him. When her chest met his, he wrapped his arms around her body and thrust his hips up to impale her deeper.
“Yes!” Eboni framed his face and kissed him hungrily, nipping his lower lip.
Gunnar moved one hand down to her ass and squeezed it. In that moment, Eboni felt so connected to him.
He turned her over onto her back. It didn’t take the giant long to take over the situation. The first thrust hit her deep but felt so good. To encourage him, she wrapped her legs around him.
“Waited so long to do this again.” Gunnar made his thrusts slow and even.
Eboni grabbed his ass and pulled him in to her. “More. I need you.”
Just saying the words exposed her vulnerabilities. Eboni didn’t want to need Gunnar. As he penetrated her, she felt open.
Gunnar increased his speed. She removed one hand from his ass to claw his back. When he curved his hips, the tip of his penis hit a sweet spot.
“Yes!” Eboni coiled her arms and legs around his body and froze as she absorbed the intense orgasm. She could die at this moment and be happy.
Gunnar, on the other hand, needed more. He scooped her under her back and sat up on his knees. He kept her on his lap as he positioned himself at the edge of the bed. The control and power he had over her body made her feel lightheaded and desired all at once.
She leaned her head back, which allowed Gunnar to kiss her neck. He licked the column of her neck up to her chin as he continued pumping into her.
Wanting more, needing more, Eboni brought her face up to connect her gaze to his. She pressed her forehead to his as she stared into his eyes.
“Yes. Yes. Yes!” Despite the light dusting of snow floating down outside the window, Eboni felt sweat rolling down her back between her shoulder blades.
Gunnar held her breast and gave her a slight pinch on her nipple.
“Wait.” Eboni grabbed his hair, now slick from sweat. “Not yet. Please.”
Gunnar nodded, nonverbally letting her know she could let go. Treating her like she weighed as much as a feather, he stood and carried her to a waist-high dresser. He pumped into her. He shook the dresser, banging it against the wall until they both screamed in absolute pleasure.
Eboni felt him stumble once as he moved back to the bed. After falling back, Gunnar released a loud chuckle that shook his body.
“Damn, that may have been worth the ten-year wait.” He ran his hand over his head.
Still with him connected inside of her, Eboni leaned forward and rested her head on his chest. She had to tell him or never do this again. Having sex with him opened her heart up more than she had expected.
“What now?” she asked in a whisper.
“I don’t know about you, but I’m ready to go again.” He gave her a playful slap on her backside.
“Sounds great. You have to promise me one thing.” Eboni lifted her head and stared at him. “We shouldn’t tell anyone about this.”
Chapter 11
After a sleepless night, Gunnar remained in bed, staring at the wood beams, trying to figure out the woman next to him, who seemed to have no problem getting her sleep. It still stunned him that Eboni wanted to keep what they had done a secret. Not that he’d planned on telling the world that they’d had sex. He had hoped that she would at least acknowledge she still had feelings for him.
Gunnar peered over at the digital clock next to the bed. With it being a few minutes after six in the morning, he knew he didn’t have a lot of private time left with Eboni. They both had to get dressed, and he had to take her home. Plus, he hoped that they would be letting his mother go home today.
“Wake up, Eboni.” Gunnar nudged her shoulder.
She moaned and snuggled down deeper into bed. As a result, her ass brushed against his dormant cock. The touch alone woke it up.
Gunnar thought about tasting her again. He loved her sweet but almost salty flavor. Thinking about it made his dick hard. The tip of it brushed against Eboni’s ass cheek.
“No more.” Eboni shook her head. “Too sore.”
Gunnar chuckled and kissed her temple. “No sex.”
“No?” she asked with her eyes closed. “Just a little?”
Gunnar peered behind him at the other nightstand. He found the remaining string of condoms. “Make up your mind, sweetie.” He ripped open a package. “You want it or not?” He rolled it on him underneath the comforter.
“Slow,” she murmured.
Gunnar kept her on her side and swept her top leg over his body. “Slow.”
“Gentle.”
He nodded even though with her eyes closed, she wouldn’t have seen him. “Gentle, I promise.”
“Good.”
Gunnar wrapped one arm underneath her and held her tit. The other hand he used to guide his cock to her still-wet pussy. He slid inside of her so slowly it felt like neither one of them breathed until he’d fully seated himself.
“Mmm, yes.” Eboni blinked her eyes open as he made his slow thrusts.
“Good
morning.” He tightened his hold.
Gunnar could die at this moment. He didn’t care about going to work. He could care less if he never fought again. He could give everything up for her. Too bad Eboni didn’t feel the same way.
Stroking in and out of her felt like he touched heaven. Her silken folds welcomed him. It surprised him how quickly her body responded to him. He had expected her to be stiff or reserved. Instead, as soon as he touched her, she melted.
So why did she want to hide how she felt about him? Eboni seemed to dismiss him without much thought. To make sure he stayed on her mind, Gunnar deepened his strokes. He moved over to her ear. He swiped his tongue over the shell of it before dipping it inside. For that move, he received a throaty moan.
“You’re addicting.” She caressed his arm that held her and brought his other hand down to her clit.
“Just tell me what you want.” He joked.
As soon as he brushed his fingers on the hardened nub between her legs, her body ignited. Eboni undulated her hips to drive him more into her. In an attempt to keep her controlled, he tightened his hold around her body. Gunnar stroked his thumb over the side of her tit.
Eboni coiled her outer leg around him more. She clawed his arm. Having sex with an older Eboni allowed him to experience how a real woman moved. She enjoyed her body and his. Gunnar hoped she knew he desired her for more than sex. Damn if it didn’t feel good though.
“I thought you wanted it slow and easy.” Gunnar slid her clit between his fingers.
The slick nub eased in between his digits. With each pass, Eboni writhed with a complementing moan. When she nibbled on his arm, giving his skin slight nips, he knew he had her.
“Please.” She reached up and grabbed his head.
“Please, what?”
“Hard.”
Gunnar didn’t need to hear anything else. He turned her over on to her stomach, brought her up on her hands and knees, and pounded her from behind. The sounds of their slapping bodies echoed in the room.
“Yes! Yes!” Eboni pushed back against him.
He held her waist as he moved in and out of her. The tightness of her slick inner walls would forever be imprinted in his thoughts.
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