"Oh!" She threw her head back as he slurped her clit between his lips. He hummed hungrily and attacked her pussy. "Jamie! Yes! Ah!"
His tongue circled her clit before sliding between her folds and dipping inside her. Her juicy pussy welcomed his probing tongue. He fucked her with it until she rocked her hips and pushed her cunt against his mouth. His tongue moved to her clit again but he penetrated her with his fingers. He thrust them in and out of her at a slow pace while his tongue swirled around her clit.
"Oh! Oh! Oooh!"
He let the sounds she made guide him. He could feel her pussy getting wetter and wetter around his fingers. Her juice slicked his chin and made a mess of the ottoman. He couldn't get enough of her taste and ate her like a starving man.
"Jamie," she moaned his name. "Oh! I'm coming. Oh god. Oh! Jamie!"
He could feel her clit pulsing against his tongue as she came. Her pussy spasms clenched his fingers. He went wild between her thighs, eating her pussy until she shrieked and came again.
"Oh, god. Oh! No more. Please. Please!"
Chuckling and amused at her begging tone, he showed mercy and abandoned her pussy. He wiped his mouth just below her navel and peppered kisses along her lower belly. She shuddered and sifted her fingers through his short hair. Her nails scratched at his scalp. It occurred to him then that she was probably leaving paint flecks in his hair but he didn't care. That was nothing a shower couldn't fix.
"Fuck me," she begged. "I need you inside me, Jamie."
"Honey, I've got what you need right here." He dragged her ass to the very edge of the ottoman and grasped the base of his cock. He rubbed the head of his dick through her slick lips and circled her clit with it. She gasped and whimpered and pumped her hips. "Please, Jamie, don't tease me."
"Where's the fun in that?" He laughed but decided to give in to her pleas. More than anything, he wanted to feel her hot, wet flesh embracing him.
With a quick thrust, he impaled slippery cunt on his cock. She cried out and clawed at his forearms. He groaned at the wicked sensation of her tight pussy squeezing his shaft. He stabbed deep inside her welcoming cunt. Gripping her hips, he pounded her sweet pussy. Her perfect little tits jiggled and bounced. He reached out to pinch her nipple. She gasped and her cunt clamped down around him. Liking the response, he tormented her nipples with his fingertips. He pinched and tugged until she was a shaking, shuddering mess.
"Oh!" Her eyes widened as he lifted her legs high in the air. Her ankles bounced against his shoulders as he hammered her snug pussy. Her fingernails bit into his forearms as she held on for dear life. "Jamie! Jamie! Oh! Yes!"
He loved her enthusiasm. "That's it, Corrie. Take my cock. Take it, you little slut."
"Oh!" The slightly shocked but totally aroused expression on her face told Jamie no man had ever used that kind of language with her. Clearly she liked it. "Yes! I'm your slut. I'm your dirty little slut."
"Fuck!" He put his hands on the backs of her thighs and pushed her knees toward her chest. Her pussy became impossibly tighter. His balls ached and heat rolled through his lower belly. Wanting to feel her coming with his cock buried deep inside her, he swirled his fingertip around her pink, swollen clit. He thrust shallow and fast and forced her into a climax. She shrieked like a banshee as she came, her pussy fluttering around his cock. The thrill of victory pierced him as she came undone under him.
The second her orgasm ended, he pulled free and flipped her onto her stomach. She let out a loud oof of surprise at his sudden movement but rose up on her shaky legs and arms. He stood and swept his hand down her back. Glancing over her shoulder, she shot him a daring smile. "Fuck me, Jamie. Fuck me hard."
"Like this?" He slammed balls-deep in her wet pussy. She cried out and gripped the edge of the leather ottoman. "Or this?"
"Oh! Ooh! Yes! Yes!" Corrie screeched wildly as he snapped his hips and fucked her. Their bodies slapped together, the muted smacks echoing in her apartment. The sound of her music no longer grated on his nerves. The low thudding base of the electronic album proved to be the perfect soundtrack to their frantic mating.
Every stroke of her snug, slick pussy drove him closer to the edge. His toes curled against the floor as his orgasm started to build low and slow in his belly. Calves burning now, he jackhammered her dripping cunt. Her moans and cries left him trembling and hot. He couldn't wait to spill his seed deep inside her.
"Fuck. Fuck. Fuck!" He shouted and drove into her one last time. With little jerky movements, he shot his cum. The bursts of semen rocketed from the tip and filled her pussy.
Awash in the shuddery vibrations of his orgasm, Jamie sucked in a long, shaky breath. He stayed sheathed in her cunt and enjoyed the rippling spasms of her pussy as she rode those last waves of climax. How many times had he made her come? Three? Four?
Jesus, when was the last time that had happened? The last few years of his marriage to May had been filled with one unsatisfying fuck after another. Not until the end, when she'd started sleeping with the HVAC guy, had she started to show a little interest in the sack. Later, he'd realized it was guilt motivating her to show some enthusiasm. What a blow to his ego that had been.
But this quickie with Corrie? Oh, hell. He was back on his "A" game. He'd been so afraid he was the problem, that he was the reason May had stepped out on him. Fucking Corrie had shown him that simply wasn’t true. He still had it.
Corrie slumped forward on the ottoman and trembled with aftershocks. The soft giggle that left her throat told him all he needed to know. He'd rocked her fucking world.
CHAPTER THREE
Jamie pulled free from her pussy and helped Corrie sit up on the ottoman. She wore a goofy, satisfied grin. Her infectious smile left him grinning, too. "You okay, kid?"
She nodded. "Better than okay. Fan-fucking-tastic."
He laughed. "Glad to hear it."
"You want to grab a shower?"
Her question threw him at first. Of all the things he'd expected her to say that wasn't one of them. He started to point out that he had a perfectly good shower downstairs but decided that he wasn't about to turn down her offer. Who knew where it might lead. Somewhere hot and kinky, he hoped.
She led him to the master bedroom. Her apartment layout was identical to his. Her space looked nothing like his though. She'd decorated her apartment to fit her style. It was all very bohemian and artsy. The dining area had been converted to an art studio. He saw the canvas she'd been working on when he'd knocked on her door. He wasn't by any stretch of the imagination an art aficionado but he could tell Corrie had talent.
Once in the shower, she wasted no time getting her hands back on his body. He leaned against the white tile and relished the sensation of her soapy mitts gliding along his skin. She washed his back and chest and then spent time fondling his balls. She used both hands on him, stroking his cock with one hand and cupping his balls with the other. Jamie was happy to let her play with him as long as she liked.
"You have a really huge cock." She spoke with a bit of awe in her voice.
He grinned down at her. "You say that like you're surprised."
She shrugged. "I've seen enough cocks to know what's what. A lot of guys like to talk like they have big dicks, but, in my experience, that's not so. You're huge compared to most." She snipped at his neck. "I thought I was going to pass out earlier because it felt so fucking good."
He wasn't sure he'd ever received a nicer compliment after sex. Jokingly, he assured her, "I know first aid."
She giggled. "Good to know."
He stepped under the shower head to rinse off and then lathered up his hands. He attacked her soft, curvy body with his palms. She sighed with pleasure as he swept his hands up and down her back and belly. He was gentle with her breasts, spreading the soapy foam and swirling it around her nipples.
When his hand dipped between her thighs, she inhaled a sharp breath. Her smoky gaze told him all he needed to know. She was turned on again. Damn, this girl was insatiable!
Though he'd intended to simply wash her, his fingers soon began to explore her pussy. She flattened both palms against the tile behind her and widened her thighs. He held her gaze as he slowly penetrated her cunt. She licked her lips and practically begged him to continue
Feeling bold, he let his soapy fingers slide even further back. When his fingers touched between her cheeks, her eyes flashed with interest and need. So she liked backdoor play?
He lowered his lips to hers and claimed her mouth. His fingertips circled her pucker and pressed against it gently. She whimpered against his mouth. "Jamie."
"Tell me, Corrie." He nibbled her lower lip. "Tell me what you want."
"I want your fingers in me. In my ass," she added, her voice low and husky.
He added some pressure to his seeking finger and breeched her tight hole. "You like this?"
She nodded. "So much."
He pumped his finger in and out of her rosebud. "Have you ever had anal sex?"
She nodded. "A few times."
"Did you like it?"
"Very much," she answered honestly. "There's no feeling like coming with a cock shoved deep in your ass."
He chuckled against her sensual mouth. "I'll have to take your word for it."
"Do you like anal?"
He nodded. "I do."
She narrowed her gaze. "But?"
He shrugged. "My wife, my ex-wife, wasn't into it. We tried twice and never did it again."
She patted his chest. "Luckily for you, I'm not your wife." She captured his mouth in an erotic kiss. "Let's take this into the bedroom."
He didn't have to be told twice. Jamie stepped back and let her rinse off before joining her on the bath mat. They quickly dried off and she tugged him behind her into the bedroom. He stood next to the bed as she crouched down and pulled a basket out from under the bed skirt. It was filled with sex toys, condoms and lube. Apparently she was a girl who liked to be prepared.
Corrie tossed a bottle of lubricant and a condom onto the bed. "I'm on the pill, by the way."
It struck him suddenly that he'd come inside her without even bothering to ask about her birth control status or if she was clean. Jesus, that was risky! "I'm clean."
"Me, too," she assured him. "But, if you're going to be screwing around now that you're divorced, you might want to remember to glove up, Jamie. You might not get so lucky the next time around."
Duly chastised, he nodded. "I will."
"Good." She hopped up onto the bed, pulled a pillow under her chest and got comfortable down on all fours. She wiggled her sweet ass and glanced over her shoulder. "Well? What are you waiting for? Get over here and fuck my ass, Jamie."
He couldn't help but laugh. She managed to be sexy and silly at the same time. Stepping closer to the bed, he slid down to his knees and grasped her ass cheeks in his big hands. He brushed his thumb over the pucker hidden there. She shivered and moaned.
After drizzling lube between her cheeks, he used his fingers to smear it around her asshole. She made little mewling sounds of enjoyment as he pushed a finger into her. Because she took one digit so easily, he worked a second into her. She was so fucking tight. He couldn’t wait to get his cock in there.
With two fingers buried knuckle-deep in her ass, he used the fingers of his other hand to work her pussy. She seemed to like having both holes penetrated. Her pussy was so fucking wet again. The slick lady cum dripped from her cunt and coated his fingers.
Jamie couldn't help himself. With her pussy and ass bared to him in such an inviting way, he buried his face in her cunt and feasted on her.
"Oh! Ah! Yes!" She cried out in ecstasy as he lapped at her clit and tongue-fucked her pussy. He thrust his two fingers in and out of her ass, stretching her hole and helping her relax. He groaned against her sweet cunt and suckled her clit. She squealed with delight and pushed back against his mouth. He couldn’t get enough of her pussy and ate her like it might be his last meal.
But he didn't let her come. He left her trembling and panting and hovering on the edge. He wanted her relaxed and ready for his cock.
"Jamie, please," she begged and reached back to clutch his arm. "Please, no more. Take me. Put your cock in me."
"You want my cock in your ass, little girl?"
"Yes, Detective," she said breathlessly. "I want your cock in my ass."
His dick throbbed painfully. Pre-cum dribbled from the tip. He quickly sheathed himself in a condom and slathered more lube on his latex-gloved shaft. Grasping the base of his dick, he pressed the head against her hole and gently pushed forward. She went still beneath him but didn't ask him to stop. He breached her ring and left just the head of his cock inside her. Just in case he was misreading her cues, he asked, "Are you okay?"
"Yes! Fuck. Don't stop, Jamie." She fisted her comforter in her hands. "Don't stop."
He wasn't about to, not now. Jamie pushed forward another inch or so and then retreated. He held her plump ass cheeks wide open and watched his cock gliding in and out of her ridiculously tight hole. It was the fucking dirtiest sight he'd ever seen.
The way she responded to having her ass plowed stunned him. She loved it! He'd heard there were women who liked backdoor action but he'd never been lucky enough to find one—until now, that is.
"Jamie! Oh! More!" She rocked on her hands and knees and met his thrusts with such enthusiasm. "Harder, Jamie. Harder!"
He grasped her hips and pounded her ass. His cock thrust balls-deep with every down stroke and pulled out until just the tip of him remained inside her. He loved the warm, snug embrace of her back channel. "God, Corrie. God!"
"Jamie! Jamie!"
His name sounded so good spilling from her lips. He put a foot up on the bed for better leverage and really gave it to her. She clutched at his calf, her paint-splattered nails digging into his skin. He didn't care. The sharp sensation just amplified every ripple of pleasure he experienced. "Take it, Corrie. Take my cock."
"Yes! Yes!"
"Are you going to come for me?" He thrust deep and fast. "You going to milk my cock with your tight little ass?"
"Ooh! Oh!" She slipped a hand between her legs and shifted all her weight to her other palm. As she flicked her clit, he sucked in a steadying breath and tried to ignore the building need to come. Those first shuddery spasms invaded his lower belly but he concentrated on the far wall. "Jamie! Oh, fuck. Fuck! I'm coming. I'm coming!"
He didn't need the announcement. He felt the fluttering waves of her climax as her ass began to rhythmically clench and release his dick. He lost it then. Like a feral beast, he hammered her ass with his throbbing cock. He fucked her right through the waves of her climax to find his own release.
With a wild growl, he slammed deep into her ass and shot his cum. Explosions of ecstasy burst within him, making his toes curl and his heart stutter. He jerked awkwardly and closed his eyes while reveling in the sensation of a damn fine orgasm.
Legs like jelly now, he slumped forward against her back. She slid down onto her belly and he slipped out of her ass. He fell onto the bed beside her. She snuggled back against his chest and idly stroked his arm. After a rough fuck like that, the moment was oddly sweetly and…nice.
For a long time, they caressed and kissed and smiled. Finally, Corrie spoke. She twisted in his arms to face him and trailed her fingertips down his jaw. "You want to stay?"
He was tempted to stay into bed with her. He'd be lying if he said it wasn't lonely in his apartment. Besides, it would be fun to squeeze in another round of nookie before his shift in the morning. With a shake of his head, he reluctantly explained, "I have to work in the morning. I should go."
She shrugged and kissed his cheek. "Whatever."
He studied her for a second. He didn't see any kind of annoyance or anger in her face. She seemed to be fine with him leaving. He'd been out of the dating game so long he didn't understand these new rules. Apparently random hookups could end as abruptly as they started without offending anyone.
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sp; Jamie found his clothes and shoes. He got dressed as Corrie leaned against the living room wall and watched him. She seemed so comfortable and not the least bit self-conscious. Naked and glistening with sweat, she walked him to the door. Smiling, she said, "So…"
He chuckled a little nervously. "Yeah."
"This was nice. Unexpected," she added with an impish grin. "If I'd known you would spank my ass and fuck me like that, I would have cranked my music up every night."
Jamie believed her. This girl had a kinky streak a mile wide. "If I'd known I'd get this kind of response, I would have marched up here and beat down your door that first night." He cupped her jaw. "Thanks."
"No need for that." She lifted on tiptoes and kissed his cheek. "I'll see you around."
It wasn't a question. Her intent was clear. She was open to seeing him again. He figured that was a good thing and left her apartment. Back in his place, he locked the door, undressed and collapsed in bed. Sleep found him quickly. That night, his dreams were X-Rated.
His alarm beeped way too early. Unable to help himself, he hit the snooze button twice. He woke with a hard-on that refused to budge. Safe in his shower, he lathered up and stroked his rock-hard cock to a quick eruption. The sight and smell of his cum brought back the memories of his night with Corrie. He could still feel her wet cunt enveloping him, could still taste the sweet musk of her pussy, and would never forget plowing her ass while she came.
His gaze drifted to the ceiling. She was still asleep. Was she dreaming of him? Was he hammering her tight cunt in her dreams? Was she screaming his name? Did she really want to see him again or was he simply being pathetic?
Annoyed with himself for even going there, Jamie grunted with frustration and finished his shower. He shaved and dressed in his usual suit and tie. Those two extra whacks of the snooze button had left him running late. He fixed a quick cup of coffee, dumped it in his travel mug and raced for the front door. Hopefully there were still some granola bars in his desk.
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