by Golden Angel
Sarah tilted her head upwards, looking down the length of their bodies so that she could see the muscular, sexy V of Derrick's pelvis as it thrust against her, his black cock shiny with the juices of her body as it moved back and forth inside of her. He looked impossibly huge, the thick girth and the long length of him as he pulled away. She didn't know how he could possibly fit in her body, but he did just barely. Curving even further, Sarah got her lips around one of his nipples and she sucked hard, making Derrick's thrusting even harder and faster as the sensation went straight to his groin.
His right hand pulled her left leg up onto his shoulder and then she felt his hand gripping her ass, curving over the cheek. Juices had trickled down into her crack and she felt his fingers rub through the wetness. It wasn't until his forefinger was pressing against her anus that she realized his intention behind the lubrication. She released his nipple from her lips just as his finger plunged into her tightest hole, made even tighter by the huge dick that was filling her pussy. Sarah cried out wordlessly, writhing with insane ecstasy at the forbidden sensation. Full, she felt so incredibly full of fire and heat, molten bliss that was pooling in her core and swirling with tension.
When his finger pumped back and forth it felt like everything inside of her tightened down, increasing the friction, the burning pleasure, and the intense fullness. Sarah could feel her orgasm coiling, heavy in her stomach, deeper inside of her than she'd ever experienced. It was almost frightening in its intensity, and it kept building and building and building...
Sarah's ass was tight around his finger, pulsing madly as he stroked her, rubbed her inside and out. Having her leg on his shoulder opened her in new ways, allowing him to drag the head of his dick over her g-spot with almost every thrust. Normally he would have slowed down, let the pleasure build for her even more, but he could tell that she was doing it herself, trying to hold off her orgasm. Naturally that just created a challenge for him. Every time he buried himself full inside of her he began to do a small bump and grind against her body with his hips, rubbing her swollen clit with his pubic bone in a circular motion, making his dick bounce inside of her. Her anus greedily sucked at his finger every time he did that and Sarah's nails dug into his shoulders with abandon. That might hurt tomorrow but right now it felt fucking fantastic.
She was coming apart beneath him, shattering to pieces as he picked up the pace. Cries of ecstasy began to spill from her lips, sounding almost panicked, out of control with the pleasure that he was bringing her to. Her pussy spasmed uncontrollably, fluttering around him, sucking at him, as her ass clenched hard enough that it felt like she was going to cut off the circulation to his finger.
It was the most intense climax of her life. The fullness of her body sent multiple explosions surging, like fireworks going off from various locations and blending together into a symphony of light and noise, heat and beauty. Sarah's entire body curled backwards, pressing her against him, her nipples rubbing against his chest and only sending her surging further forward into mindless rapture. Inside of her Derrick swelled and lengthened, pulsing against her shuddering walls as hot fluid gushed forth, his low groans of orgasm in sweet counterpoint to her higher cries and gasps.
Derrick's thrusts slowed and gentled, slowly stroking them down, until his hips were barely moving. With a small sigh he settled on top of her, burying his face in her soft hair and cradling her against him. Small lips pressed against his shoulder, licking the salt from his skin.
Smiling, he pulled away enough to see Sarah's flushed face, lazy with satisfied pleasure, her swollen lips curved in a smile. That was a look he liked seeing. In fact, he could get used to seeing that look every day for the rest of his life.
"Would it be too soon for me to say that I could see doing this with you for a very, very long time?" he asked. Putting himself out there was scary, but he'd realized today that his feelings for her went pretty deep. Worrying that he might lose her because of how he'd handled Vincent's investigation and let the asshole get away had shown him just how much he wanted to keep her. To his delight, Sarah flushed even further, opening her eyes wide with wonder and joy. Then she got a small, mischievous smile on her face.
"Just this?" she asked, looking completely innocent as she bumped her hips up and flexed her inner muscles around his slowly softening dick. Which, of course, made it jerk right back to attention.
"If you keep that up then we're going to be doing it again real soon," he growled at her. In fact, even if she didn't. He just liked being inside her too damned much. Softening his tone he added, "But I meant the nights together, mornings together, working together, dinners together, whole nine yards thing."
"Oh," Sarah said. While she'd been making the joke to tease, she'd also been doing it because she hadn't wanted to get her hopes up or make him think that she had too many expectations. The fact that he felt as much for her as she did for him was almost mind-boggling as a revelation. Tears sparked in her eyes as she nodded, twining her arms around his neck. "I'd love to go the whole nine yards with you."
"Thank God," he said, winking down at her, before smothering her with another kiss.
Epilogue
One Year Later:
Gloria stood in the center of Polenta, looking gorgeous in a black dress that highlighted her bright red hair, with a wine glass in one hand and a microphone in the other, eyes sparkling merrily.
"I've known Sarah for eleven years now, she's practically a second mother to me - when I'm not turning the tables on her, that is." The entire room laughed, acknowledging Gloria's well-known habit of acting like a mother hen, no matter the age difference between her and the other person. "I have to say that in all that time, I have never seen her so happy as she has been in the past year. She is the best owner we've ever had because she truly cares about every single person who works here. I'm so overjoyed to see that she has found someone who cares about her in the same way that she cares about everyone else. Derrick, I would love to make dire threats about all the awful things that I would do to you if you ever hurt this wonderful woman," everyone laughed again as Derrick pretended to look terrified under Gloria's mock - threatening glare, "but anyone who has seen the two of you over the past year can bear witness to the fact that you don't need a single one of those threats. Thank you so much for taking care of our Sarah."
Everyone cheered and raised their glasses, whether it was wine, champagne, beer, a mixed drink or - in Sarah's case - sparkling cider.
"It's a good thing she's not making threats," Derrick whispered as he brought Sarah's hand to his mouth to kiss. "She had me shaking in my boots."
Sarah rolled her eyes, although she wasn't able to keep the silly grin off of her face. "Oh yeah, because Gloria's about as threatening to you as a kitten attacking a Great Dane."
Derrick chuckled, snaking his arm around her and pressing his hand against her stomach as he pulled her in for a kiss. The happiness that rushed through Sarah was overwhelming. Who knew that one year could make such an incredible difference in her life. She was on top of the world. Even though Vincent hadn't been caught yet, she found that she truly didn't care. He had no effect on her life. Polenta was more successful than ever under her, Derrick, Patricia and Lloyd's management, so much so that they were thinking of opening a second location sometime soon. That location would run by Patricia and Lloyd, because Sarah wouldn't have as much time to put forth with a new restaurant, not with the baby on the way. Derrick's hand rubbed against her tummy, even though she wasn't really showing yet, and she knew that he was having similar thoughts as well.
"Are you sure we have to wait till tomorrow to announce?" he asked, caressing her stomach. "I'm pretty sure some people have already guessed.
Sarah glared at him. "And whose fault is that?"
"You're so cute when you're angry," he said, deflecting her and dazzling her with another one of those gorgeous grins, white teeth flashing in his dark face. Sarah sighed, knowing already that she wasn't going to be able to stay mad
at him just because he'd nearly pitched a fit when Gloria had handed Sarah a glass of white wine earlier and replaced it very obviously with the cider. And the way he kept touching her stomach. She was pretty sure that the majority of the conversations going on around them had to do with speculation about whether or not she was pregnant. Derrick's mother was practically quivering in her seat with excitement, continuously shooting ecstatic smiles at them.
Well everyone would just have to wait until after the ceremony for the official announcement tomorrow. Sarah smiled at her soon-to-be husband.
"Have I mentioned lately how much I love you?"
"Yeah, but I never get tired of hearing it." And he pulled her in for another long, sweet kiss, so wrapped up in each other that they were completely oblivious to the cheers around them.
Also by G. Angel: The Venus School of Sex
Want to expand your horizons? Learn about pleasing yourself and your partners? Explore some kink? The Venus School of Sex is the place for you.
When Jessica signs up, eager to learn more about herself and her unexplored fantasies of being tied up and submitting to a dominant man, she has no idea that two of her co-workers are also going to be there as instructors. Justin and Chris have been wanting to get close to Jessica for a long time and they see this as their big chance for one of them to win her.
As Jessica delves deeper into sexual exploration she finds herself falling for her two hunky instructors and is even convinced to take their Menage Trois Class. Can she handle the two men or will she have to choose between them?
This book contains masturbation, light BDSM, anal play, toys, MF sex, MMF sex, one scene of FF sex, and a whole lot of hot!
"Will you tell me all about it when you get back?" asked Hilary, watching Jessica pack with swift practiced motions. Not that she needed to pack much; the brochure said the school provided uniforms.
Jessica glanced at her best friend. They’d been best friends since high school and now at 25 nothing had changed that. In fact, they were closer than ever, living in the same apartment and even working at the same company, even though they were in different departments. "You know I have to sign a non-disclosure agreement along with a bunch of other papers when I get there."
"Aw that's just so you don't sue them or out them to a newspaper or anything, it's not for keeping secrets from your best friend." Hilary pouted prettily at her, tossing long blonde hair as she crossed her arms and swung her head around in mock sulkiness. Jessica grinned, shaking her own short brown curls at her friend.
"If you wanted to know, you should have signed up with me," she admonished. Her hand hovered over her garter belt and stockings, her favorite black ones with a visible seam that travels up the center of the back of her legs. Ah heck, why not. Maybe she wouldn't get the chance to wear it, but then again maybe she would.
Hilary rolled her eyes. "You're the adventurous one, not me. Not," she added dryly, "that anyone would be able to tell looking at your closet." Her eyes raked unforgivingly over the garments hanging in it. It was true, most of them were good colors on Jessica's slightly tanned skin tone, but for the most part she wore clothes that were a size too big, preferring to hide her body rather than show it off. When Hilary said that Jessica was adventurous she meant that Jessica had played around with some slightly kinkier aspects of sex with her last boyfriend, Sean, asking him tie her up and blindfold her. It had turned her on immensely, but he hadn't been willing to go further than that, saying that he felt awkward not sexy. Hilary loved living vicariously though Jessica's descriptions although she was too scared to try it herself. However she dressed to impress and plenty of guys panted after her, perfectly willing to put up with pure missionary sex as long as they could peel off her skin tight jeans and tops to the delectable body they knew was just a thin layer of fabric away.
"I plan to be a lot more adventurous," Jessica muttered. She threw some toiletries in her bag and her birth control pills, and then zipped it up. She was done. It felt weird to only need one duffel bag for a two week long seminar in sexual exploration - AHEM - two week long vacation.
"At least tell me if it's good," Hilary begged. "If you like it and you want to go back, and you say it's worth it, I'll go with you to the next session they have."
Jessica looked at her friend surprised. "Really?"
Hilary blushed. "I read some stories online and on my Kindle after you told me about you and Sean and the tying up stuff. Some of it is kinda hot. I'm just not sure I'm ready for it. And those are all fiction. If you come back and tell me that it's really good and it's worth it, then yeah, I think I'd be willing to try."
Jessica grinned and impulsively hugged her friend. Even though Hilary was very good about being nonjudgmental Jessica had felt fearful that confessing she was going on a two week seminar, that would school her in all sorts of sexcapades and probably with various partners, would be too much for her friend's open-mindedness. But she needed to tell someone where she was going and who could she tell if not her best friend? Obviously not her parents. Her older brother would react just as badly. And Hilary was the only one of her friends that she trusted with this information, she was the most close-mouthed person Jessica had ever met and had never failed to live up to a promise she made.
The only other person she’d told that she was going was a good friend from work, Olivia, but that’s because Olivia had been the one to tell her about the school when Jessica had drunkenly confessed her fantasies one night. Olivia knew a lot more about kinky sex than Jessica did, she even went to BDSM clubs, but Jessica wasn’t sure she wanted to take that step yet. A school where she could experiment anonymously and find out what she really liked and wanted out of sex sounded perfect.
Grabbing her bag, the girls headed out the door and off to the air port.
***
"You're sure she's coming," Chris asked Justin again. Justin sighed. He and Chris had been inseparable almost since birth, more of brothers than best friends. They even kind of looked alike. He knew that Chris was just nervous but he'd already answered that same question at least five times in the past hour.
"She's on the roster," he said again patiently. "If she'd changed her mind and gone to work today Olivia would have called me."
"God bless that woman," Chris said, finally stopping his pacing and turning to face Justin. He ran his fingers through his dark brown hair, his chocolate eyes glinting with anticipation. Sitting in the comfortable arm chair of their room, Justin couldn't figure out why Chris was so agitated; standing tall at 6'3" with a fantastic body, Chris' dark good looks got him plenty of girls. Then again, Justin hid a grin from his friend, not the one he truly wanted. And Justin had to admit, he wanted Jessica too. They all worked at the same company, but Jessica was in a different department and other than a few not-so-chance meetings at happy hours, they hadn't been able to get close to the buxom brunette, even after they heard her idiot of a boyfriend had dumped her and put her delectable ass back on the market.
When Olivia, their inside lady and very good friend that went to the same BDSM club as they did, and to whom Jessica had drunkenly admitted some of her kinkier desires to one fateful happy hour, had dropped a few hints to Jessica about the Venus School of Sex, their prayers had been answered and Jessica had followed up rabidly on the lead. Now she was signed up for a two week session, one that they just happened to be instructing at. There was no way she'd recognize them; the school insisted on absolute discretion even though the students signed a non-disclosure. The instructors were much more at risk for possible embarrassment or blackmail, so they wore masks that covered most of their faces and sometimes even their hair. Justin and Chris weren't worried at all about being recognized. She was shy enough that it had been nearly impossible to get near her before this.
They’d take the next two weeks to get to know her, find out if she really was compatible to them and use that knowledge when they got home so that hopefully one of them could get a real date with her. In some ways this was better
than approaching her anyway, because they both knew that they wanted a woman who was submissive and kinky. They couldn’t date pure vanilla, not if they wanted things to last and at the end of two weeks they’d know whether or not either of them was truly interested in Jessica. This wasn’t the first time they’d both wanted the same girl, and their friendship always lasted through it. Both of them were big believers in letting the best man win. And with her coming to the Venus School of Sex, they’d both have a chance to do a lot of winning.
***
Jessica twiddled nervously with the short hem of the skirt that was part of her “uniform.” Upon arrival to the school, which was a beautiful compound located in middle of nowhere, she’d been shown to her room where she met her roommate, a friendly red head named Charity and she’d had about thirty minutes to unpack her small suitcase and get dressed in the Venus School’s attire. She’d barely gotten to glance around her room, not that there was much to see. The room was barely big enough for the two queen sized beds - apparently “after-school activities” were encourage as long as you were ok with doing it in front of your roommate - a television, a half bookshelf and two small closets with a few shelves in them. She put her underwear and belongings on the shelves and looked at the school uniform. It was both more and less substantial than she’d been expecting.