Jessica murmured with delight as he breathed in her scent and licked every inch of her in the darkness. Just as she was about to reach her climax, he stopped and whispered, "Shall I keep going? I know you're worried about staying tidy."
Jessica gave a little laugh. "You asshole," she whispered. "Like I care about that now." She sat up straight and put her feet under his armpits, gently but strongly guiding him up. "But I want you inside of me. All of you." She fumbled in the pitch-black darkness to find his belt and his zipper, pulling down his clothing to release his full erection.
Worth stepped out of his trousers and came close enough in the dark for her to smell the sex on his skin. As she wrapped her legs around his waist and her arms around his neck, he lifted her off the counter and maneuvered the two of them to the wall until her back was flat against it. "I've always wanted to try this," he whispered as he reached down with one hand, guiding his penis into her wetness. He returned his hand to support her bottom and began to push rhythmically, hard, against her.
The sensation of the cool wall at her back and his hot cock ramming deep inside her sent Jessica immediately to the peak of orgasm, her fingernails digging into his shirt as he continued thrusting, his breath coarse as he cried out at his own climax. In this position, she could feel the explosion and began moving quickly against him. "More," she murmured. "Don't stop. Don't…" She sighed as she climaxed a second time, even more exciting than the first.
Worth held her against the wall for a few moments more before he picked her up gently off his still-erect penis and lowered her feet to the floor. "I want you on top of me," he said hoarsely, opening the bathroom door. "And I want to see you."
He unbuttoned his shirt and dropped it as they walked to the bed. He lay down in the middle as Jessica untied the belt of her dress and pulled it quickly over her head. In a frenzy, she unhooked her bra and threw it aside before straddling him on the bed, sitting down, onto his erection, and leaning her breasts forward to meet his hungry mouth. As he sucked first one nipple, then the other, Jessica rocked hard and fast. She'd had two orgasms—this was all for him. Roughly, she pulled his hands from around her bottom and pinned them over his head.
"I don't mind it a little rough," she said breathlessly as she pounded him into the mattress, "as long as the emphasis is on pleasure."
As she spoke the word, his back arched in climax. He shuddered a little as he gripped her hands and rolled her over. They lay there together, sweating, recovering from the wave of complete intimacy that had overtaken them.
Jessica raised her left arm from the bed to glance at her watch, then she sat straight up. "Oh my God, Worth! We're going to be late if we don't get up right now!"
In the scurry of getting dressed again, Worth couldn't stop chuckling. "It will be fine, honey."
Jessica was a whirlwind of activity, underwear and clothing flying in every direction as she tried to put herself back together. She ran into the bathroom and shrieked at the sight in the mirror. Just as quickly, brushes of various sizes flew this way and that. Jessica hopped on one sandaled foot while she put the other one on as she came back into the room and posed as if for a big reveal. "Well?"
Worth clapped appreciatively from the chair before slipping his feet into loafers. "You just set a record for speed, beautiful lady. You look great."
As they drove to the restaurant a few minutes later, Worth took a deep breath and chuckled.
"What?" Jessica asked.
He took his eyes off the road long enough to give her a smirk. "Take a deep breath and tell me what scent you detect. That's not perfume."
She did so, blushing and rolling her eyes. "Oh, Worth. I forgot my perfume! The smell of sex is all over us! What will your mother think?" Jessica turned to look out the window. It had started to rain. "Maybe the rain will help if we don't use an umbrella," she said ruefully. And then she started laughing. "You certainly took my mind off my nerves; I'll say that for you!"
They were just pulling into a parking space now; soon, she would be sitting at a table with Worth, his mother and her boyfriend. She decided that in a big room, her scent would be less noticeable than drenched hair and clothes, so she handed Worth an umbrella before he got out to come around to her door.
Inside, the hostess smiled. This was one of their favorite places for dining out.
"The rest of your party has already arrived, Mr. Vincent," she said. "Please, follow me." The table Worth always reserved was located near a beautiful stone fireplace that in a few months, when the weather turned colder, would be ablaze. When the weather turned colder. We'll have known each other a year. Jessica shook her head at the thought then concentrated on what was about to happen.
As they approached the table, a handsome silver-haired gentleman in his sixties stood and welcomed them, "Hello, Jessica. I'm Fred. We've heard so much about you from Worth."
"Hello," she said warmly, taking the hand he offered.
Fred sat back down, and the petite woman with a short salt-and-pepper hairdo seated next to him smiled broadly at her, unable to contain her delight. "Oh, hurry! Sit! I'm so happy to finally meet you, my dear! I'm Molly. Please call me Molly."
Worth held out a chair for Jessica, seating her across from his mother. "Thank
