Jack couldn’t think of anything but the mind- blowing feel of being inside Lei, her lovely face inches beneath his, and her eyes closed in ecstasy. Moisture filmed her skin and her cheeks flushed with the pleasure of coming. Her pussy muscles continued to clench around his cock.
“You feel so damn good,” he rasped, loving all the sounds she made, her coos and purrs as he stroked and licked and caressed her. And every time he smelled a rose, he would think of this night…this moment.
She was his, and tonight was only the beginning.
He ground his hips against her thighs, his balls slamming against her soft skin as her pussy muscles seemed to suck at his cock. If he hadn’t pulled out earlier he would have exploded, and it was all he could do to curb his excitement. Her pleasure came first—would always come first.
He knew the moment she shattered by her sensual moves and the deep, soft sounds that sighed from her throat. Her pussy swelled and gushed more moisture, while the feel, sound, and smell of her finally pulled the trigger on his meltdown.
Jack groaned her name as he thrust into her, hard and reckless like the orgasm blowing through his body.
Pleasure spun him out. Cum spilled from his cock like a fountain. Finally, the last roll of sensation rocked from his body—his warm, wet, hopelessly spent body—and he collapsed on top of
her. When both their breathing patterns calmed, he slipped from her body and discarded the condom before settling down next to her.
“Mmmm…I’d say that went pretty well, Jack.”
Jack smiled, plucked his wine glass from the table and levered himself on one elbow to admire her. She opened her eyes, and he thought of rare green gems.
“For the first round. In about five minutes, I’ll be hot for you again, Lei,” he confessed, and took a sip of his wine.
Keely looked at his cock and gasped. Sure enough, it was ready to go…and so was she! She reached for his wine glass. He laughed and handed it to her, grabbing the bottle of wine to top off the glass before it reached her lips. She took a long sip of the wine before giving it back to him.
“I’m ready for you, too,” she said, amazed by her body’s response.
“How long has it been since you last had a man?”
She gulped, and reached for the glass again. “Two years.”
“How come?”
She shrugged and sipped the wine. “I never wanted to...after my husband, well, now ex- husband,” she added quickly when his eyes narrowed, “left me for another woman.”
“He was an idiot. Do you have kids?” She shook her head.
“Would you like to have kids?” She stared at him. “Y-Yes.”
Oh, no-o-o! He couldn’t, wouldn’t play with her heart, she thought. It was just sex, nothing more.
Jack would be bored, and done, by morning. She was sure of it. Keely counted on it.
“That’s good to know,” he said, and Keely understood how women’s brains turned to spaghetti when he was like this—charming and hinting at a future.
“And you, Jack? When was the last time you were with a woman?” she asked, her skin all goose- bumpy as he caressed her bare hip and thigh.
“About four and a half minutes ago…okay, don’t frown. Three weeks ago. I don’t like your questions.”
Keely swallowed. “What about your…um, previous engagement the other night…?”
“Seeing you that night ruined me for her, I’m afraid,” he shrugged.
Keely didn’t allow herself to believe what he said, even though the idea of him saying ‘no’ to a woman gave her a jolt of pleasure. Turned her on, in fact.
“So…how are you?” he asked, his smoky gaze posing the question in a different way: Can I make you come again?
She parted her thighs, all too eager to have his magnificent cock sliding in and out of her wet pussy. Her hand closed over his.
“See for yourself,” she whispered, and melted for him all over again.