I didn’t say anything, I was afraidto. Afraid that if I spoke, even his name, I’d break the spell and he’s stop.
His belt buckle yielded to my grippingfingers and I groped at him, both greedy and desperate for the feel of himunder my naked fingers. I grasped his cock and he pressed into me, making mybreath stutter and flutter in my chest. “God, Jen,” is all he said and Ismiled. I gripped him harder and is fingers found my skin, my folds, my pussyand he sank them into me. One thrust of his warm fingers seated his fleshwithin mine and I threw my head back, tears streaming from the outer edges ofmy eyes, heart shaking like it would rattle apart in my chest.
“Right there,” I said as some kind ofencouragement. “Right there.” But right there was not enough. For either of us.And we tussled with each other, wrestling against one another in our efforts toget closer. It ended with a pile of clothes by the bedroom door. I laid backon the big, fancy bed and pulled Gil over me, kissing him with an urgency Icould never explain.
“Last chance,” he said, looking downinto my face. His hands held my wrists flush to the mattress, his strengthmaking me wetter, making me want him that much more.
“For what?” I asked, moving my hips soI rubbed against him.
His face warred between need andregret and I kissed his forearm, ran my tongue over his wrist where his pulsebeat.
“To change your mind,” Gil said,lowering his chest to me so that my breasts mashed to his warm skin. We bothstopped breathing for a moment. I had never been naked in front of him. It feltboth bizarre and natural.
“I don’t want to change my mind.” Ilet my legs fall open just a bit more so he could feel the moist heat of me.Gil shut his eyes, looking tortured and beautiful.
“Me either.”
I gave him one short nod and took himin hand. I ran the tip of his cock to the wet entrance of me and when hegrowled deep in his throat, my pussy clenched up, my heart too, and I moved upto take him in.
Gil gritted his teeth, surged into meand thrust deep so I sighed. “I didn’t think--” I stopped myself, shook myhead, my voice lost in a spiral of unshed tears.
Gil moved in me, rocking against me,his hot skin pressed to my hot skin. His hips slamming my hips, the bonessmacking and my clit singing with the pressure of each thrust. “What? Tell me.”His teeth found my neck and he gently bit a line of marks, like soldiers linedup in a row.
“I never thought it would actuallyhappen.” I tried to move my hands and he held me flat, pinned me flush to theplum colored duvet.
“Stay still,” he said, pushing hislips to my collar bone, licking over my salty skin, his breath whispering in myear. “You never thought this would happen?”
I shook my head, the first fat dropsof tears slipping from the corners of my eyes as I frantically swallowed to tryand not cry like an idiot. He licked the tears from my cheeks and his cockfilled me, stretching me so that my breath felt too big and my body too small.“No. Never.”
“But you wanted it to?” His eyes foundmine for a moment and he looked intrigued but puzzled.
“I’ve fantasized about it for years,”I admitted. I had to force each word over my lips so I could confess to him. Heneeded to know.
“You have?” He looked away when Istared at him and his mouth found my nipple again, kissing and sucking as hishands left my wrists, found my hips, held me down. Gil fucked me harder and Iwrapped my legs around his lean waist and moved up to meet him, the first swirlof orgasm dancing in my womb, filling my pelvis with pleasurable heat.
“I have. You haven’t?”
He didn’t answer me. He buried hisface to my shoulder and his thrusts grew more eager, more frantic. I held hiswaist because he’d let my hands free. My fingertips danced along his soft skinand I held him close until my patience shattered and my pussy grew tighter andbefore I came I wanted to know. I made him look at me. I kissed him. I said,“Gil, did you? Ever?”
He nodded once, a fierce almost angrynod and then he was coming, his admission pushing him past the edge and he bitmy breast, right above the nipple and that was enough to push me straight intomy own release so that I was falling with him. A perfect downward spiral ofbliss.
Chapter11
I woke when I heard the basement doorand felt Gil stiffen behind me. His arm tightened around my waist like he wasprotecting me and I realized I was hearing Carl come in. Carl who had fuckedTammy. Carl who was going to get his ass kicked if he ran into Gil. Gil sat upas if to go and I pulled his arm gently.
“Don’t, please,” I said softly. Icould see his profile from the stark street light coming through the window.
“Jen--”
“Please, Gil. I’ll just stay here.Stay here with me. Maybe he’s just come to get his stuff. It’s only fair thatwe let him.” I touched his arm again, running the tip of my finger along thebulge of his muscle.
I watched him clench his jaw and warwith himself. Let Carl sneak out like a coward or go kick his ass for fuckingme over. I leaned up and kissed his bicep, his shoulder. “Jen,” he said again.
“Come on. Stay with me.” I put my handin his lap and felt the bulge of his hard-on under my hand. Gil kissed me, hishands in my hair. He pushed me back and kissed me harder.
“On one condition,” he said. Hisfingers found their way between my legs and he slipped one in me, then another.
“What’s that condition?” I gasped,moving up under him, parting my legs
