“Let’s go to bed,” she whispered daringly.
His mouth hardened. “Yes,” agreed Bennett, in an odd kind of voice. “Why don’t we?”
Without warning he shut the door with an echoing slam, then picked her up and carried her towards a vast double bed which was covered with a lavish embroidered red coverlet.
A tight little knot of desire was unfurling low in her pelvis, filling her with yearning and impatience. Even her senses seemed to have gone into hyperactive mode: her fingers filtered through his springy black hair and rejoiced in the silken texture while the already familiar scent of his skin acted on her like an aphrodisiac.
“You are gorgeous,” Bennett told her and it was a smile of such charismatic power that she felt as though her heart were bouncing like a rubber ball inside her chest.
He found the bare skin below her T-shirt and closed his hand to a tiny, sweet pouting mound. For an instant she went stiff because she had forgotten that she had no bra on and there was no warning before he found the part of her body that she was least confident about. He pushed the turquoise fabric out of his path and exposed her small breasts to his appreciative scrutiny.
“Ravishing” he pronounced with satisfaction, catching a pouting nipple the colour of a tea rose between thumb and finger and chafing the delicate bud until a smothered sound of response was wrenched from her. He used his tongue to moisten the distended crest and it was only the beginning of a slow process of sensual torment. Her hips jerked and shifted with increasing frequency, her thighs pressing together on the ache of emptiness that was stirring between them. Her breath rasped in her throat as he toyed with the sensitised nubs until they were stiff and taut and wildly responsive to his every caress.
Hands biting into his strong shoulders, she lifted her hips upward, succumbing to an almost uncontrollable urge to get closer to him. He toyed with her lush, damp opening, honeyed quivers of sensations rippling through her womb, and circled the tiny bud of her arousal until almost without warning a wild, seething force of irresistible sensation engulfed her like a flood. Her eyes flew wide and she bucked and jerked and sobbed in the grip of rush after rush of intense and enthralling pleasure.
He tipped her up, hooking her legs over his shoulders in a move that unnerved her. He plunged into her tight channel and for a moment she was preoccupied with the sense of fullness, the certain knowledge that this was exactly what her body had craved throughout his teasing foreplay. In fact everything was wonderful until the hot glide of his flesh within hers sank deeper
He moved against her and tingling, driving sensation awakened in her pelvis again. She relaxed a little. The slow, almost provocative thrusts became enticing and she relaxed completely, indeed began to arch up to greet him with an enthusiasm she had never expected to feel. His skilled acceleration delivered sensation like nothing she had ever experienced and her excitement
soared to delirious heights that climbed and climbed until she reached a peak and soared effortlessly over it and then down and down into the cocoon of lethargy and satiation, exhaustion pulling at her every sense.
Bennett settled her back down on the pillows and smoothed her tangled hair off her damp brow.
Rachel was fully satiated and ready to execute her plan. Planting a deep kiss on Bennett’s lips, she said;
“thanks. I’ll call you once it’s done”
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Shirley had just gotten back from an work. After an excruciating day at the office, all she needed was a soft massage. She groaned in frustration as she slumped on the bed. Allie would have massaged her but the lover girl had gone back to her husband. She felt happy that at least, Luke’s name was cleared and Allie could now be happy in her marriage.
She slowly got up and began to strip her clothes, then she heard a knock on the door. Who was that? Could it perhaps be Allie? She quickly changed to a different set of clothing and went to get the door.
“Allie?” She smiled as she opened the door but it wasn’t Allie who knocked.
Her mouth flew open when she saw him. It was Adam Fisher.
He was her high school crush and college fling. They met years ago and she developed a crush on him because of his looks. He was very hot then and now as she looked at him, she stifled a gasp because he looked gorgeous. Mouth watering.
“Hi, Shirley” he flashed a dashing smile and it made her feel a pool of heat in her pelvis.
“H–hi Adam, ho-how did know where I lived?”
“Can I come in first?”
“Oh, right ” she led him in and shut the door
Adam had found Shirley on the road as he went to work. While he rode his car, he watched her walk and he was taken aback by the way he ogled at her
The sway of her hips as she moved, mesmerized him beyond control and it made him think of the good old days when he’d had a casual fling with her.
He decided to trace her down to her house because he could hold back no more.
“It just happened. I saw you as I passed by and I followed you to say hi” he smiled. “can’t old friends say hi to eachother?” He asked
“Of course they can ” she managed. Her mouth went dry as she stared at him from up close.
“I’ll go get you some drinks” she said and made to leave but he pulled her and she crashed against him hard chest.
“What-what are you doing?” She managed, her senses in overdrive as she inhaled his musky scent.
Cupping her face with a calloused hand, he kissed her.
She inhaled deeply as she savoured the softness of his mouth over hers.
She didn’t know how it got to this but she didn’t want to resist.