She pulled off her T-shirt and flicked the button on her jeans. He moaned as she lowered the zipper. He tugged her hand, bringing her close, and pushed her jeans over her hips. His hands skimmed her thighs, and he kissed her stomach along the waistband of her panties, which were already damp.
When he had her jeans at her ankles, he lifted each foot and moved the pants out of the way. Then he pulled her toward the bed. She sat and reached behind her to unclasp her bra. She barely got the straps off her arms before his mouth was on one breast while his fingers toyed with her other nipple.
“You feel so good,” she said, throwing her head back and thrusting her chest into his touch.
With an arm around her waist, he angled her more fully onto the mattress. “Lie back,” he whispered, his breath causing goose bumps to rise on her skin. The pillows cradled her head and she watched him kiss his way down her torso. When he reached her panties, he glanced up at her. The look in his eyes was halfway asking permission, halfway warning her she was about to have a great time. That wicked glint got her every time.
He yanked her underwear off and settled his shoulders between her legs. “I’ve been dying to do this. Still the fastest way for you to come?” He didn’t wait for an answer, licking her once. “I want you to come hard and fast.” Another lick. “The first time.”
His words were as seductive as his tongue on her sensitive flesh. That he remembered what she enjoyed in bed meant something. Maybe she hadn’t been just a notch on his bedpost.
He sucked and nibbled on her, driving her insane. “Taste so good,” he murmured against her thigh.
She bent her legs and widened the space between for him to get comfortable. She was on the edge and he knew it. He used his tongue and lips and then added his hands to make her writhe. Digging her fingers into his hair, against his scalp, she held him in place and thrust her hips to meet his movements.
Then she was spiraling out. Every muscle tensed and tightened as blinding white lights flashed behind her squeezed-tight eyelids. Her muscles relaxed as she came down, panting, heart still racing. She realized she still had a tight grip on Kevin’s hair.
Releasing her fingers, she smoothed his hair. “Sorry,” she said on a pant.
“I’m not. You’re fucking hot when you come.” He crawled up her body, his hard dick prodding her thigh. “All I have to say is this is the best lunch ever.”
She laughed, even though his self-satisfied grin should’ve irritated her. She reached between them and wrapped her fingers around his dick. His hips flexed and thrust into her grip. She pumped a couple of times, then said, “I can return the favor with my mouth, or would you rather come in my pussy?”
“Everything. I want it all.”
She rose up, kissing him as he backed away, tasting herself on his lips. Their positions reversed, with him leaning back on his elbows. He was hard and throbbing against her lips. She loved knowing she had done this to him. She hadn’t even touched him yet, and he was this turned on for her. He made her feel sexy and wanted.
She licked up and down his shaft and cupped his balls. Then she took him deep. His fist wound in her hair, much like she had done to him, but she knew he wanted to see. He liked watching her take him in.
“Fuck yeah,” he said. His thighs were bunched muscles of tension as he held tight to his control.
She had only managed to bob up and down a few times before he released her hair and grabbed her shoulders. Kevin wasn’t a huge guy, but he had the ability to move her entire body like she was nothing. Before she blinked she was splayed out on her back again with his body covering her.
“I’ll get more of that next time.”
She smiled. Every time he mentioned the future, she wanted to believe him. Wanted to believe this time was different. “Condom’s in the drawer.” She pointed at the bedside table.
He opened the drawer and ripped open the wrapper. She watched him roll it on and slowly licked her lips.
“You’ll pay for that.”
“What?” she asked innocently.
“You know what.” He settled between her legs and bent to take a nipple into his mouth. He bit down harder than she anticipated. She sucked in a sharp breath, and he thrust inside her.
Chapter Eleven
Kevin knew he wouldn’t last long. He’d been doing nothing but jacking off to mental images of Kathy for weeks. And now he had her naked in his arms.
He sank deep inside her and buried his face in the crook of her neck. She smelled good. Sweet like her flowers. He thought he could die right here, and it would be the perfect way to go.
But his body demanded that he move, that he pump into her, make her come again, tight on his cock. Propping himself up on one elbow, he hooked the other under her knee, opening her wider so he could go deeper.
He pumped his hips slowly at first, long strokes to feel every inch of her on him. Her fingers glided along his shoulders in a lazy motion. He wanted her frantic and wild again, so he picked up the pace and kissed her. His tongue mimicked the movement of his cock, sliding in and out. He sucked on her tongue and nibbled on her lips.
Releasing her leg, he lay so their pelvises touched. His thrusts were shallower, but with each pump, he
