It was his turn to lean back, but as he did he let their lips ease apart. “I like the way you kiss, Lana. You are open and fresh.”
Those words sang inside her. If he was trying to get her into bed, he was doing a great job. “You don’t hide anything either. I like that.”
“I like your bra. It’s sexy.”
“You noticed.” Her purchase had been right on.
“Always.”
The last thing she expected was for Cal to place a hand under her knees and lift her off her feet. “Cal!”
He laughed. “You are mine, woman.” He jutted out his bottom jaw, apparently trying to look like some He-Man.
She dropped her head back and laughed. The joy of being in his arms infused every cell in her body. For the first time in a long time, she wasn’t going to think, just react. The house was small enough so that the way to the bedroom was clear. Down the hall were three doors. One led to a closet, one to the bathroom, and the only open door led to her bedroom.
Instinctively, he knew where to head. He placed her on the bed, stepped back, and toed off his shoes, despite them having laces. His hands were on his belt buckle when she sat up. “May I?”
His grin emerged, slow and seductive, and he held out his arms. “Be my guest.”
“This may take a while.”
The wind chose that moment to howl. “I don’t think the weather gods are going to let me leave any time soon.”
“That’s fine by me.”
She scooted to the end of the bed and drew him near. His cock was slightly below mouth level. Her fingers were a bit shaky, but she managed to unhook his buckle. “You smell good.”
He chuckled. “I think you’re smelling the pine air freshener from the store.”
That didn’t matter. “I still like it.”
She’d opened his buckle and popped open the first button with ease but struggled getting the next one through the hole. The tight jean material prevented an easy gliding motion. Before she could stop him, he grabbed each side of the fly and pulled them apart. In a second, all of the buttons opened.
“Neat.” She looked up and met his smile.
“I’ve had practice.”
His gray briefs covered his bulging cock straining to get out of his jeans. With great deliberation, she tugged on his pants from behind and lowered them to his thighs and made sure to rub against his tight, round ass. She loved how the rough material bunched on his muscular thighs. It took a few tugs to get them down his legs perhaps because she kept admiring the way his cock pressed rather aggressively against his briefs.
“Lift your leg.” She threaded the material over his foot and repeated on the other side. She couldn’t help but drag her palms lightly up his legs, enjoying how the hairs prickled her palms.
When she lifted her head so that her mouth was close to his cock, she inhaled. “He’s rather large.” She hadn’t meant to tinge her comment with awe, but it came out that way.
“I’m sure we can find a way to ease him in.” His easy grin sent a streak of pleasure through her, and her pussy got wet thinking about what it would be like to make love with a man as virile and good looking as Cal Martin.
She stood and her chest came within inches of his. Fortunately, his blue shirt was a polo that sported the store logo. Getting it off was easy, but as soon as she did, the discovery had lust coursing through her. She never expected such glorious contoured shoulders, pecs, or abs.
“You work out.” That wasn’t a question but a clear statement.
“Some.”
If this had been Jake, he would have bragged about some bench pressing contest he’d won. Nah. Jake wasn’t the gym-rat type. That would take too much discipline.
Sitting back to the bed to get the best view, she tentatively lifted the elastic on his briefs toward her to lower them. “This is more fun than opening a Christmas present.”
Boing.
His cock jutted skyward. “Like what you see?”
He didn’t ask out of ego, she bet, but from the fact her eyes had widened and her breath had lodged in her chest. She exhaled. “Very much so.”
She spent a moment gazing as his grandeur almost forgetting she was but an inch away from letting go and having the band snap back.
His thumbs hooked onto the side and lowered his briefs below his cock. “For safety purposes.”
She laughed. “I got distracted.”
“I’m glad you like him.”
More than like. “I’m happy to finally meet him.”
With one finger, she traced a line down his cock. She hadn’t expected her single touch to evoke such a large gasp.
“He’s a little jumpy.”
It felt good to know that he might have gone without sex almost as long as she had. Uh-uh. He’d never go that long.
Dying to taste him, she leaned over and licked the top. The moisture made his cock glisten. Out of the corner of her eye, she noted that his thighs flexed. Aha. He wasn’t immune. Once she molded her mouth over all of him and compressed her lips as hard as she could, she clasped on to the base and slid her mouth downward. Not only did her body thrum from the thrill, but Cal’s stomach fluttered as if he needed to tense his abs to keep his control. His fingers threaded her hair and tugged, keeping the pressure tight.
“Take it easy on him. You’ve got a wicked mouth.” He ground out his words.
She pulled off and looked up. “Oh, yeah?”
Knowing that he liked what she was doing gave her the needed encouragement to continue. She returned to pleasuring him and more fully grabbed his cock this time. She squeezed her fingers as she eased up and over the head. The pop after her removal gave her such satisfaction.
“Maybe I need to get you naked.” His voice cracked, and she swallowed her joy.
He stepped out of her reach, moved to the side, and placed a knee on the bed beside her, his cock at chest level. When she grabbed him, he placed his hands under her armpits and gently moved her to the middle of the bed.
“Now it’s my turn.”
He had her boots and socks off before she could protest. The speed and strength in which he discarded them spoke volumes for his need. He dragged his hands up her thighs, squeezing gently along the way. Her eyes closed, and she pictured him fingering her then licking her pussy. Her breasts would press into his chest, and then he’d impale her.
She opened her eyes. Whoa. She must have been daydreaming because he managed to undo her jeans and get them off without her feeling it. As soon as she was down to her underwear, he climbed on top of her and rested on his elbows.
“You look good in pink.” He fingered the frilly lace around the top of the bra cups.
“Thank you. I picked it out just for you.” She smiled. “You going to stare at it or enjoy what’s underneath?” She never was this forward, but the excitement thrumming through her body emboldened her.
“Hmm. I’ll have to think about it.” He nipped her chin then captured her lips but only for a moment. “Or maybe I’ll do this.”
His tongue cut a path across her lips, over her chin, and finally landed on the hollow of her throat. Every inch of her skin sizzled in need of his fingers, but she didn’t want to rush him. This first time with Cal needed to be remembered. His small flicks only inflamed her body further, and she imagined what that tongue could do to her pussy. Her clit throbbed in anticipation.
While his cock was out of reach, his fine ass wasn’t. She clasped his rear and massaged those tight orbs. “You’ve got a great ass.”
He laughed. “Give me time and I’ll explore yours in great depth.”
Her chin tucked under. “Cal?”
“What?”
“Are we talking about what I think you are?” He didn’t seem the type to like fucking a woman back there.
“You don’t need to worry about that just yet. Tonight, I’m going to delve into your sweet pussy.”
That was better. Her body relaxed as he slipped lower. Her hands rose over the plains
of his back and landed on his muscled shoulders.
He lowered one pink strap then dropped the cup under her breast. He looked up and smiled. “You’re beautiful.”
She wasn’t very large, but she’d admit they didn’t sag. “Thanks.” That expression seemed so limited.
On the first suck of her nipple, his intensity took her by surprise, and her body nearly burst into flames. He gently squeezed the other covered breast while he continued to pluck and suck on the first one. With each teasing pull, her body heated. She kneaded his shoulders and couldn’t help but dig her fingernails into his flesh when his tongue swirled around and around, driving her mad with blissful desire.
“I love this one.”
“I have two.” Her desperation almost embarrassed her.
“I’ll get to her in a minute.” He gripped the nipple between his teeth and tugged. The quick shot of pain morphed into excruciating pleasure as heat zinged through her veins.
“I love what you’re doing to them.”
He lowered the other strap and tugged down her bra. He transferred his attention to the other side but pressed the first nipple between this thumb and forefinger. The intensity never let up. As soon as he sucked on the second nipple, spasms rippled down her pussy and dampened her panties. Even she could smell her excitement.
“You are so responsive.”
That was because he knew exactly how much pressure to exert and where to touch her. When his suction increased, her back instinctively arched. “Ahh.”
His fingers replaced his mouth. As he rotated her swollen nipples in unison, his lips trailed down her belly. All she could think of was having him between her legs.
Soon, he let go of her breasts and drew a scorching path over his waist and down her hips. His tongue worked its miracle as he licked his way downward. When he arrived at her panties, she wiggled her hips. His fingers slipped under the elastic band and pulled them down to her thighs.
Her breath caught, as she waited to see what he would do. Instead of licking her, he widened her thighs and nibbled on her inner legs close to her opening.
“She wants you.” There. She’d begged, something that was almost foreign to her.
“I want her, too, but let me understand all of her needs.”
She groaned. He seemed determined to drive her to total desperation. As he moved closer to where she wanted him to be, her body ached more and more with need. Just one touch. That was all she asked for.
Finally, after her fire grew hotter and brighter, he swiped a tongue across her needy pussy and her moan came out embarrassingly loud. The more noise she made, the more he swiveled his tongue around. When he pulled back, she lifted on her elbows.
“Why did you stop?”
He tugged off her panties. “They’re in the way.”
“Yes.” Voluntarily she widened her legs.
Instead of returning and giving her some relief, Cal got off the bed, leaned over, and picked up his pants, as if he needed his condoms. He opened his wallet and looked up at her in total despair.
“Look in my drawer.” She was prepared.
He cocked a brow and did as she asked. “Whoa. You planning on a marathon?”
Her face heated up. “They come in packs.” That didn’t really explain why she had so many, but she had high hopes.
“You planned this.” He motioned between his cock and her pussy.
“Let’s just say I was hopeful.”
His grin spoke of his approval. He picked up a condom, tore open the foil, and donned the rubber in seconds. “No one ever accused Cal Martin of disappointing a lady.”
Who was this cocky man? He sure was different from the gentle, competent man in the store, but she loved this side of him.
He crawled back to his position and continued his sexy seduction. This time, he plunged a finger into her, which nearly shot her off the bed. The contact intensified when he rotated his finger around in a circle, hitting every nerve ending possible. It was when he nipped her clit that she almost lost it. Holding off on her climax seemed right, but she was struggling not to come.
The combination of his finger and his mouth was indescribably delicious. The inferno building inside her flared up her back. With his free hand, he reached up and pressed on her nipple. The dam broke. Her climax blasted her so hard, her breath lodged in her throat. Electric shocks rippled down her body as the carnal lust washed her away.
Cal lifted up and smiled. “You liked that?”
It took a moment to answer. “I’m sorry.”
His cheer disappeared. “Sorry? Why?”
“I tried to hold back.”
His grin returned. “I just wanted to get the first one out of the way so the real loving can begin.”
“When did you have time to become such an expert?” She always pictured Jake as the lady’s man.
“By being with you, my loving comes naturally.”
He couldn’t have rehearsed a better line, and her heart soared. “I’m ready for act two.”
“I’m hoping this play has a long run.”
“Me, too.”
“That bra looks uncomfortable.”
It had slipped almost to her waist. He slid one hand behind her and snapped the hook open. In a flash, the bra was sitting near the top of the bed. He winked and lowered his head. What came next defied all description. He drove in three fingers.
Her breath caught and she squeezed tight her eyes. While his thumb flicked her clit, his lips inched their way upward. Somehow he managed to reach her tit and savor it. Each nip and suck got harder and faster. The shot of pain intensified until it transformed into exquisite relief and pleasure. Her whole body vibrated as the heat in her pussy got hotter and hotter.
“What you do to me, Cal Martin.” She followed her comment with a series of moans and groans, each ones louder and more intense.
Just as she was about to dive off the climactic cliff again, he stopped. Her lids flew open. He stepped off the bed and as carefree as could be, walked over to her desk. Confusion clouded her brain. He pulled out the chair, sat down, and motioned her near.
“Come sit on me.”
Only then did reality dawn. Having sex with Cal wasn’t going to be plain old vanilla that was for sure. She eased off the bed and oozed toward him, trying to be as sexy as she knew how. As she got close, he reached out and grabbed her rear.
“You have the finest ass.”
“I thought you wanted my pussy.”
“I do. Today, as in right now, but in the future?”
He let his comment dangle as he drew her so close she was forced to straddle his legs. His big cock bulged upward. Too bad he’d already donned a condom. She bet it would have been fun to slip it down over him. Next time she’d take the lead. From what he said, there would be plenty of next times. Pings of ecstasy coursed through her at that thought.
He moved his hands from her ass to her waist. “Kiss me.” He opened his mouth in invitation.
Chapter Six
Instead of impaling herself right away, Lana sat on Cal’s lap with his cock snuggled against her clit. She wiggled her hips as she delved into his mouth. Sparks flew and ignited her. His strong hands roamed over her body as she rubbed her palms across his head, feasting on the prickly texture of the upright strands. Every inch of this man turned her on.
His hands landed on her waist, and he leaned back. “I can’t wait any longer.” He bit down on his lip as if her one touch would make him blow.
Her power magnified. Never before had she dreamed she could have this effect on a man. Tensing her legs, she lifted and reached down to move his cock toward her. When her fingers touched him, he jerked.
“Careful. He’s on the edge.”
“Darn, and here I was planning on a long, slow siege.”
He shook his head. “Not going to happen, darlin’. I’m not made of steel.”
She so enjoyed his metaphor. With care, she aimed her pussy over his cock and dipped down. Only then did she un
derstand the magnitude of his size. “You’re huge.”
“All the more to love you.”
She swallowed and eased him in an inch. His fingers dug into her side as if he was doing everything in his power not to come. She sucked in her bottom lip as she pulled up and tried again. Thank goodness for her wet pussy. That helped ease him in. Over and over, she lifted and dropped until he was almost fully seated. She’d frequently milked his cock on her way down.
His size stretched her insides to the maximum, but having him in her brought her as close to heaven as humanly possible.
He lifted her half off him. “Let me take control.” He swallowed, and his Adam’s apple bobbed.
“Okay.” Thinking he’d merely tilt his hips upward, he leaned forward and captured her engorged nipple. That one touch set her on fire. With her breasts now being so sensitive, each lick was like adding fuel to an already hot pyre. He latched onto the tip and clamped down on her waist. As he pushed her downward, he lifted his hips until there was no space between them. When her ass met his balls, all rational thought left her. She pressed her chest against his face and planted her feet against the floor and drove upward. To hell with him having all the fun. She needed him now. Hard. Fast. Furiously.
Passion fueled her and together they rode each other. Her pussy slickened as she pumped her legs up and down. Their moans drowned out each other. Louder and with added force, she fucked him hard. Never had she wanted anything more in her life. It was like he was her lit fuse. Without him, she would fail to launch.
“Jesus, Lana, you’re so fucking tight.”
“No. Not my fault. You’re too big.” Her breath came out in tiny pants.
His grip tightened as his teeth nipped each tit over and over again. Her pelvic muscles gripped his cock harder.
“Christ.” His strangled cry undid her.
Her climax swooped in and stole her away to another plane of existence. Blood pounded in her ears as every part of her body got torched with passion. Infused with intense rapture, she continued to drive down on him.
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