Yes, he heard Kate say, her voice husky with desire. God she was hot. She was wet and slippery and ready for him. Ready for whatever he had in mind.
***
Kate felt one of Eric’s thumbs slip inside her panties. He slid slowly through her folds until he found her clit. Oh. My. God. He knew enough about a woman’s body to know that direct pressure was sometimes too much, especially when a woman was as turned on as she was. He deliberately circled the swollen nub with his wet thumb, a thumb that was wet with her now, instead of water from the kitchen faucet. The second thumb trailed after the first, entering her carefully, thrusting inside her in a slow, steady rhythm. Kate tried to keep her eyes open, she tried to watch Eric’s face as he watched her, but she found it impossible. She thought she might scream with pleasure. Instead, Kate threw her head back against the couch and gripped the cushions hard with both hands.
Kate called, “Eric…”
He bit the inside of her thigh in response.
“Oh…God…Eric…” She arched her back, rising towards him as she came, pressing hard against his fingers. Her orgasm went on forever.
“That’s it, lover,” she heard Eric murmur. “I want you to come again, just like that, but this time, against my mouth.”
Kate heard herself reply, but her reply was unintelligible, as he removed her boy shorts, spread her thighs and lowered his mouth to her. Eric replaced his thumb with his tongue and he ran it over her swollen, sensitive clit and down to her tender opening.
He lifted his head for a moment. “You taste heavenly, Kate,” he said, and then he placed his mouth against her, alternately sucking and licking, nipping at her clit. He slid a finger into her, then two, while his other hand reached up her body to toy with a hard nipple.
Never, in her entire life, had Kate experienced anything so sensual, so arousing, so intense. She threaded her hands through Eric’s thick hair and followed his movements. There was no need to direct him. He knew exactly what she needed.
Kate moaned wildly as she teetered on the brink of orgasm. Suddenly Eric nipped her and she screamed. She shattered, his tongue thrusting inside her to lap at the tiny contractions. Eric was masterful, Kate realized from a far, distant place. He was quite simply, a masterful lover.
***
The woman was delicious. Honey and caramel and Celtic sea salt mixed together. Her response drove him wild and he nearly exploded when she came against his tongue.
Jesus Christ, Kate was much woman. Eric laid her down on the couch and impatiently stripped off his remaining clothes. As Kate watched, he pulled a condom out of his jeans pocket. He ripped open the package, but Kate sat up and reached for it, stopping his hands.
“Let me,” she said.
She took the foil wrapped condom from him and set it next to her on the couch. Her hands stroked him as he stood before her. She ran her palms slowly along both sides of his swollen cock and Eric closed his eyes for an instant. Surprised, he felt her warm, wet tongue follow her palm and he groaned, deep in his chest.
“Like silk over steel,” Kate murmured, just before she wrapped her hot, luscious mouth around the head of his thick cock, taking in as much of him as she could.
Eric placed his hands lightly on Kate’s head, not directing, just encouraging, letting her take charge. She wrapped one arm around his hips, her other hand caressed his scrotum, squeezing gently, as she sucked the head of his cock with marvelous enthusiasm.
Eric felt like a gourmet lollipop at a specialty food fair. Her tongue was a wonder. Without second thought, he began to thrust his hips, and she took him deeper. Christ, if she didn’t stop, he’d come in three seconds.
“Kate…” His voice was deep. “Kate, stop. God… Stop. Let me inside, now. Fuck. Now.”
It seemed to Eric that Kate reluctantly pulled her mouth away, rubbing her thumb over his tip as she left him to reach for the condom. She pulled the latex out and carefully rolled it over his jutting erection.
“Magnum,” she said, looking up at him with a mischievous grin.
“Too big for you?” He challenged her with a matching grin as he lowered her to the couch.
“Uh-uh,” she replied. “Just right.”
“Then spread your legs, lover, and let me in.”
Eric lay over her. He ran his cock through her slick folds and pressed against her opening, exactly the position he’d wanted to be in since the moment he saw her. Kate was tight and he met with resistance. He could tell this act wasn’t something she made a habit of. What a shame. A woman like Kate should be fucked, and often.
Eric heard her gasp as he entered. He lowered his mouth to hers and licked her lips. “It’s all right, lover. Relax. I’ve got you. It’s okay. I won’t hurt you. Ssshhhhh.”
He felt her muscles loosen ever so slightly and he thrust inside before she could tense up again. Thrust to the very root of his cock and held still. Kate jerked, but remained silent. Eric kissed her, concentrating on her mouth, calming her, as he tried to bring himself under control. If he didn’t, he’d come in one more thrust. Like a fucking teenager. Kate was hot. She was wet. She was tight as a virgin and he could feel her body take him in and surround him as if there was no barrier between them.
Slow as maple syrup in the early spring, Eric began to move inside Kate. He pulled nearly all the way out, hearing her whimper, and he thrust again. She moved to meet him and he rocked against her, watching her thrash beneath his hard body. Her hands clutched at his buttocks, squeezing, pulling him deep inside with each pump of his hips. Eric moved his mouth to her breast. His teeth tugged at her erect nipple. He growled against her as she practically screamed with arousal. God almighty… Eric had no idea it was possible to be so hard. He couldn’t wait another minute.
“Kate,” he said, panting as he spoke her name. “Come with me lover. Come with me.”
“Oh yes,” she moaned. “Yes, Eric, yes…”
Eric felt his climax begin. He buried his face in her sweet neck and bit down. Kate clutched at him, fingernails digging into his shoulders. She shattered beneath him without a sound, as he thrust deep, burying himself within her. Her contractions milked him and he spurted hot and heavy. Eric felt as if he’d been thrust out of his body for one long, heavenly moment. It was almost as if Kate was the first real woman he’d ever made love to.
Panting, spent, arms shaking, Eric tried to hold himself above her, but Kate pulled him to her chest.
“You won’t squish me,” she said with a smile. “I want to feel the weight of you.”
So Eric lay across her, his face nestled in her soft, sweet-smelling hair, his fingers toying with her still erect nipple. She purred her approval.
“You better be careful,” she whispered. “I might make you do that all over again.”
Eric chuckled. “You read my mind,” he said. “Give me fifteen minutes and we can continue this in the bedroom.”
“I was teasing.” Kate laughed.
“I’m serious,” replied Eric.
Kate was silent for a moment as she stroked his back. “The perks of being with a younger man?” she asked.
Eric lifted his head and kissed her lovely mouth. “The perks of being with me.”
***
Kate drowsed against Eric’s chest. The water in the tub was still warm and she felt deliciously sated. What was that old saying? The third time is the charm? She wasn’t certain that the first and second times weren’t the charm too. Eric had wrapped one of his arms firmly about her waist while his other hand held her breast softly. She fit into his hand perfectly, as if made for him. Who knows? Maybe she was, at least for this one night of sensual bliss.
“Eric?” Kate’s voice was soft.
“Hmm?” He sounded sleepy.
“I should go back to my apartment.”
“Why?”
“Well, so you can…I don’t know, so you can do whatever it is you do.”
She felt Eric’s chest shake beneath her back as he laughed.
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�There’s nothing I’d rather do than this,” he replied. “With you. Stay tonight. Here, with me.”
Kate turned her head and looked into his face. “Are you sure that’s what you want?”
“Have I seemed uncertain about what I want up to now?” He grinned at her.
“No, uh, you’ve seemed, quite certain.”
“Then stay.”
“On one condition.”
“What’s that?”
“I make breakfast. I make the best cowboy biscuits this side of the Mississippi.”
Eric brushed her wayward curls from her face. “It’s a deal,” he said. “That will give us an opportunity to discuss a few other details.”
Kate’s eyebrows flew up. “Like what?”
“Like, whose apartment we’re going to sleep in tomorrow night.”
“Oh.” Kate sputtered with laughter. “You plan on sleeping, do you?”
“God,” teased Eric. “I’ve unleashed a beast.”
“Be careful what you wish for,” Kate commented, a wry grin on her lovely face.
“Because I just might get it? That, lover, was my plan all along.”
You Might Just Get It is also available in the anthology, The Cougar Book, by Logical-Lust Publications.
Julia Barrett lives on the West Coast of the United States. She writes romantic suspense, science fiction romance, paranormal romance and the occasional contemporary. You can find her other works on Amazon under her author names, Julia Rachel Barrett and J.R. Barrett. For additional information, visit her website:
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