He stepped between her legs, cupped her buttocks and drew her closer to him. Rubbing the tip of his erection against her center, nestling it to the opening of her body. She shifted against him, wrapping her arms around his shoulders as he entered her. Just the smallest bit because he couldn’t wait.
She reached between his legs and fondled his sac, cupping him in her hands, and he shuddered. “If you keep doing that, this is going to be a very short experience.”
She squeezed him and sucked his lower lip into her mouth. “I don’t mind.”
He held her hips steady and entered her slowly until he was fully sheathed. Her eyes widened with each inch he gave her. She clutched at his hips as he started thrusting, holding him to her, eyes half-closed and her head tipped back.
He leaned down and caught one of her nipples in his teeth, scraping very gently. She started to tighten around him. Her hips moved faster, demanding more, but he kept the pace slow, steady. Wanting her to come before he did.
He suckled her nipple and rotated his hips to catch her pleasure point with each thrust and he felt her hands in his hair, clenching as she threw her head back and her climax ripped through her.
He varied his thrusts, finding a rhythm that would draw out the tension at the base of his spine. Something that would make his time in her body, wrapped in her silky limbs, last forever.
She scraped her nails down his back, clutched his buttocks and drew him in. Sensation feathered down his spine, his blood roared in his ears and everything in his world centered on Melinda.
He called her name as he came, collapsing against her chest. Her arms held him, one hand moving up and down his back, until his breathing steadied, and he shifted until he stood between her legs again. He looked down at her face and kissed her softly. He had no idea what he was going to do with Melinda. She wasn’t the right woman for him, but he couldn’t walk away.
He heard her doorbell ring and she looked at the two of them, still joined and naked.
“Who could that be?” she asked.
“I don’t know,” he answered. “Want me to handle it for you?”
She glanced at him as he stepped back and pulled on his trousers. “No. I need to do this. Let’s go and get dressed and I’ll take care of it.”
She picked up her phone from the table and glanced at the video app to see who was there. “It’s my sister Esme.”
He lifted her off the counter, caressing her as he did so, and she batted his hands away. “Not now.”
“Give me a minute,” she yelled at the closed front door as she dashed upstairs to her bedroom. He collected their clothes and followed her upstairs to her bedroom. When he entered, she was already twisting her hair back into a ponytail and wearing a flowery patterned wraparound dress that accentuated her curves.
“Hurry back,” he said as she kissed him before running out of the room. He couldn’t last long without her.
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