Tamara pretended to look offended.
Kendrick stepped forward, obviously taking control. “Good night, Caress. Julius, you take care on your trip man.”
Trip? Caress thought, as Julius released her to shake hands with Kendrick.
“Caress—” Tamara began.
Kendrick grabbed his wife’s hand and pulled her behind him. “Say good night, Tam-Tam,” he called over his shoulder even as he continued to pull her toward the door.
“Safe trip, Jules. Call me, girl,” Tamara shouted over the music, before she disappeared into the crowd.
Julius pulled Caress’s petite frame back into his arms. “Where were we?” he asked, tasting her lips.
Caress forgot everything but his heated kisses.
Julius pulled the Range Rover to a stop in front of the brick duplex Caress pointed out. His fingers were en-twined with hers in her lap, and he liked how it felt. “You’re home, safe and sound.”
“Yeah,” she said softly, her body relaxed against the leather seat.
They both sat, not moving. He wondered if she was as reluctant as he was for the night to end. The seconds ticked into minutes as time sped by too quickly.
“Guess I better go in,” Caress said in a reluctant voice barely above a whisper.
Julius raised her hand to kiss the back before he climbed out of the vehicle and came around to open the passenger door. Holding out his hand, he smiled down at her beauty. “I’ll walk you to your door.”
Accepting his hand, she looked up into his handsome bearded face and gave him a smile that was meant to beguile. “Thanks.”
Together they walked up the brick path. She led him down the stairs to her basement studio apartment. “This is me,” she told him softly, as she dug in her purse for her keys.
Julius took them from her and unlocked the door. “Here you go,” he said, placing them back in her hand.
“Thanks.”
“It was nice to finally meet you, Caress.”
She smiled, licking suddenly dry lips, as he stepped closer to her and lowered his head. “And it was nice finally meeting you,” she whispered, just before his lips pressed sweetly but firmly against hers.
They both moaned at the pure pleasure of it.
She caressed his low beard, wanting more…much more as she looked into those beautiful eyes of his. But she said, “Bye.”
“Good-bye, Caress,” Julius murmured against her lips. He turned with reluctance and climbed the steps with a final wave back at her.
“Julius!” she called out suddenly, following an impulse she couldn’t fight off for the life of her.
He turned back, moving down one step to look at her. “Yes?”
Taking a deep breath, she said, “Don’t go.”
Their trail of clothing led a path straight to the sofa. Caress straddled Julius’s narrow hips in nothing but her matching peach lace bra and panties. His hands massaged her full bottom, pressing her heated flesh closer to his erection bulging through his silk boxers.
They couldn’t keep their hands off of one another.
His coal black eyes feasted on her breasts as her hardened nipples strained against the flimsy lace. His mouth watered. Nearly growling, Julius lowered his head to suck deeply on the tempting bud through the material.
Sparks of electricity shot through every inch of her body. “Suck harder,” Caress demanded hotly, her back arching for more, as she flung her head back.
“Like this?” he asked huskily, nearly sucking all of her plum-sized breast into his eager mouth.
Caress gasped.
Not wanting the lacy barrier, Julius’s hands rose, caressing her soft skin as he easily unlatched her bra and flung it away. “God, they’re beautiful,” he whispered hoarsely with truth, drinking in the sight of her small round breasts peeking through the soft strands of her hair.
Caress leaned forward to outline his lips with her tongue, the short hairs of his beard tickling her mouth as she did. He groaned in sweet pleasure. “You like?” she teased saucily, before slowly rising from his lap.
Smiling wickedly, Caress lowered her panties over her hips and shapely legs as Julius freed his long and hard member from its silk confines to massage it deeply with long strokes.
Naked and unashamed, she lay back on her large wooden coffee table, her head bent back toward the floor as she propped her feet on the edge and opened her legs to offer him a welcoming sight of her shaved womanhood and moist core.
Heated by her boldness, Julius rose from the couch to kneel between her quivering thighs with his member still hard and throbbing in his hand. The sweet scent of perfume mingled with her womanly scent, driving him nearly insane for a moment. He had to shake his head for clarity.
Caress reached blindly with her fingers into the silken folds of her own moist intimate treasure. Finding it slick and wet to her touch, she moaned wantonly.
Enjoying the show, Julius watched closely as she teased her own swollen bud until the desire to make her come filled him. With a swift lick of his lips he lowered his head to dip his tongue deep inside her core. His shaft hardened in his hands from the feel and taste of her as Caress bucked up from the table. He felt her body shiver as he suckled her bud like he was thirsty. It pulsed against his tongue matching the steady beat of his heart.
“Oh, Julius,” she cried hoarsely, her chest light with emotions as white hot spasms pushed her to be lost to time or place. Blindly she reached for his head and pressed his swift-moving tongue closer.
“Give it to me,” Caress demanded hotly, unable to think of anything but having his sizeable tool deep inside of her.
“What?” he asked thickly, rising to position himself so that the thick dark tip of his erection slid inside of her.
He clenched his jaw as his body jolted. “This?”
Caress bucked her hips up off the table again, driven with want for him. “Yes,” she begged unashamedly.
Julius tensed for control, flinging his head back as her walls created a spasmodic rhythm against his tip. Feeling her climax finally ease, he gave her another thick inch. “Say please,” he ordered, his own voice strained as he shifted his head to look down at her.
Caress pulled her upper body up, bracing her arms on the table’s edge to look him hotly in the eyes. “Now,” she demanded softly as she quivered for him.
Moving his hand up her shapely thighs to her flat stomach, he continued upward to massage her breasts with skillful fingers just as he plunged his shaft deeply inside her core with one powerful thrust.
They gasped hotly. Quick, hard, and fast they worked their hips with grunts and moans, giving in to their primal lust. Both sought to please and be pleased in a hurried but pleasurable fashion that was completely electrifying.
Caress met him stroke for stroke, using her tight walls to pull him deeper inside of her. She released all of her inhibitions and gave in to pure and raw sexual pleasure.
Julius grasped her shapely hips with trembling hands and thrust hard and deep inside of her like a piston, his pumps fast and furious as her moans pushed him to the edge.
Both of their movements became intense as the first wave of their climaxes warmed them from their toes to their loins. It was the first of many to come.
Caress’s body definitely felt like it had been made love to all night. Her thighs ached, her breasts were tender, and her core was decidedly sore. She grimaced as she remembered all of the things