- Alex -
emma flicked a corner light on when we entered her apartment, and a ball of butterscotch fluff came over wagging its tail.
She scooped it into her arms and held its little cartoon face up for me to admire. “This is Tinkerbell,” she said, letting the dog lick her cheek. “Can you hold on one second? I need to let her out.”
She was gone before I could object.
I looked around, surprised to find a picture of the recently deceased king of Thailand next to one of Jeanie and her family. Then I leaned against the counter, reticent to get caught showing myself around.
Gemma appeared a minute later, the dog skipping in the door behind her and going straight for her little pink water bowl. “Sorry,” she said, her hips shimmying around the counter into the compact kitchen area.
I watched her reach into a high cabinet, her lower back arching as she retrieved two glasses.
“Do you have a craving for anything in particular?” she asked, opening the fridge. “Beer? A glass of white?”
The glow from the fridge highlighted her gorgeous shape, and my dick stirred as my attention settled on her shapely ass.
She turned and caught me looking.
“Come here.”
She shut the fridge door and came around the counter. “We might have a bottle of red in the pantry, if you—”
“Stop talking.”
She closed her lips.
I leaned forward, savoring the scent of her hair as my breath teased her ear. “One last rumba.”
She smiled at me and then struck a pose.
I followed suit, flicking my arms into position.
She danced around me, the bottom of her dress flitting against the back of my knees. Then she came to a stop, her round ass teasingly close to my groin. “We have no music,” she said, as if she’d suddenly noticed how quiet it was.
“Who needs music when you can count, two, three, four,” I said, spinning her away from me.
Her arm snapped straight, and I squeezed her hand to keep her from flying into the TV. Then she spun back to me, her chest panting against mine.
“I don’t want to have to fire you,” she said, her breath mingling with my own.
“Fire me for what?” I asked, letting my hands slide down to her hips.
“For sleeping with your boss.”
I dragged my lips across her forehead. “Sleeping is the last thing I had in mind.”
“Alex—”
“Shhh.” I leaned her back and nibbled the delicate flesh of her throat with my teeth, sliding a hand along her collarbone and down over the valley of her firm cleavage. “I’ll die if I can’t have you again.”
She lifted her head and wrapped a hand behind my neck.
I brought her slowly upright again. “I can’t be near you like this and not have you.”
Her eyes searched mine. “Prove it.”
I kissed her before she could say another word, pulling her hips against my hard-on as I tasted her. Then I lifted her up so she could wrap her legs around me and started blindly down the hall, bumping into the wall between kisses until we reached a small room that was only about twice the size of the twin bed.
“Unzip me,” she said, turning around.
I took a deep breath and found the tiny zipper, which felt slippery between my anxious fingers as I revealed the smooth skin of her back, my free hand pinching her bra free as soon as the clasp came into view.
She tried to turn around when the fabric fell over her shoulders, but I held her hips still and peeled her dress off, sinking to my knees as I pulled it to the floor.
“What are you doing?” she whispered.
I scratched my nails down her smooth ass as I slid her thong down. “On your knees.”
She only hesitated for a moment before doing what I asked.
I bent her over the bed and found her wet slit with my fingertips. “You asked what I’m craving,” I said, teasing her entrance.
A needy whimper escaped her throat.
“It’s this,” I said, thrusting my fingers deep into her hot center. “It’s you.”
She moaned with every twist of my wrist, soaking my hand with her hot silk.
I grew harder every time she gushed, my mouth watering at how wet she was for me.
“Fuck me,” she breathed finally.
I couldn’t tell whether it was an exclamation or an invitation, but I undid my belt and pulled my dick out anyway, stroking it as she trembled around my hand. Then, when it grew so stiff it began to ache, I moved behind her and teased her swollen bud with the tip of it.
“Yes,” she begged. “Give it to me.”
I forced her open, and her tight pussy clenched around me as I buried myself in her warmth. She felt so good I feared I might pass out, and before I could steady my breath, she began circling her hips like she was trying to stir her insides with my dick.
A guttural sound rumbled up my chest.
She answered with a high-pitched whine.
I dug my fingers into her hips and started fucking her from behind, finding a rhythm that made my dick swell with anticipation.
She clawed at her bedspread with both hands, my balls slapping against her pussy as my knees burnt against the carpet.
“You’re going to make me come,” she said, clenching big tufts of blanket in her fists.
I spit on two fingers and found the rim of her asshole, massaging it as my dick thrust inside her.
Finally, she cried out and gasped for breath, and I stuck a finger in her ass, sliding it in and out of her like I was doing with my dick.
“Fuck!” she panted, flooding my cock with cum before collapsing in a heap.
I thought about fucking my way straight through her orgasm, but I was too concerned about the way she’d just spasmed beneath me. In fact, her body went so limp, I withdrew in a panic and hoisted her onto the bed, flipping her over so I could make sure she was okay.
She looked like someone who’d been given laughing gas.
“Are you okay?”
Her eyes stayed closed but her head fell back and forth like it was weighted on both sides.
“Gemma, talk to me.”
She dragged a hand down my chest until she found my dick, wrapping her hand around it like she wanted to make sure it was still there. “You are so fired,” she said, opening her lazy eyes.
Relief washed through me when I saw that her eyes were smiling, and I collapsed onto my back in the tiny bed.
A few minutes later, my eyes popped open when I felt Gemma’s lips around my dick moments before she dragged her nails underneath my balls, making every hair on my head stand on end.
“Tell me how you like it,” she said, shifting her body over my legs.
I groaned and slid my hands under my head. “Just like that.”
She picked up the pace, her lips sliding through her own silk as she sucked me.
“You’re going to make me come,” I growled.
She moaned and my shaft tingled from base to tip.
“Sit on it,” I said, overwhelmed with the desire to come inside her.
She lifted her face, and I dragged her forwards and slammed her hot body down on my dick, sinking my fingers into her firm ass so I could slide her up and down my cock.
“Come for me,” she begged, the taste of our sex mixing on our tongues. “I want to be full of you.”
I came hard enough to shake us both, my load exploding inside her and coating my throbbing cock.
I pawed at her hair and pulled her against me, my heart pounding against her firm tits as her greedy pussy milked me dry. “I fucking love you,” I panted, her body tensing in my arms as soon as the words left my mouth.
As if we weren’t already fucked enough.