again as she strained upward toward his hand. She sighed. “Does that feel good, baby?”
“You know it does. I want to touch you, Justin.”
“You will. Just let me take care of you right now.” Justin wove a magical spell of arousal around her. He continued to play with Kelly’s drenched pussy, bringing her close to climax but always changing rhythm at the last moment to prolong the pleasure. When he felt that she could take the sensual torture no longer, he drove his cock to the hilt into her waiting pussy and began the fierce rocking motion, hard and fast, that would bring them both to completion. When Kelly screamed out her orgasm, Justin followed her over with a groan of satisfaction. Gathering her in close, he held her while her pounding heart calmed.
* * * *
Kelly ran her hands over his broad, muscular chest, and sighed with contentment. “Justin, I never knew it could be this good,” she said. This is better than I ever thought it could be. I never really did get what the big deal was with sex. Who knew? Well, obviously everyone else!
“Will you stay with me for the rest of the weekend, Kelly? I have a lot more to show you,” Justin crooned in her ear.
“Okay, I would like that. I can go home and get a few things in the morning,” she said as she nestled into his chest and purred like a kitten. He woke her several times during the night to repeat the most amazing performance of her limited experience. Then they slept the sleep of the dead until dawn, when the peacocks that strolled the garden paths at Le Club began their raucous, screaming calls. Justin rolled over and buried his head under the pillow. “I could be severely tempted to try peacock soup. What do you think?”
She snuggled closer, twining her long legs with his. “I’m feeling too good to resent the peacocks this morning.” She giggled.
Chapter Seven
After breakfast on the veranda, Kelly had gone home to pack a few necessities and some clothes for the weekend while Justin joined Jason and Trent in the gym.
“How’s it going, JD?” Steele asked as he set up the weight bench. “I see you’re making progress on the Kelly front.”
Justin settled himself on the rowing machine. “It’s going. I had her out to the farm to ride yesterday afternoon. She had the poor judgment to think she could win a race against me and Jester, and that got her here for dinner last night. We’ll see where it goes from here.” Justin, being a gentleman, would never tell just exactly how well it was going.
“That was poor judgment!” Trent said with a grin as he settled into his stride on the treadmill. “I sure would never make a wager against you two. That is the most powerful-looking horse I’ve ever seen. Speaking of poor judgment, Paula’s birthday present could turn out to be one of my biggest errors in judgment to date. We’ll have to wait and see about that as well.”
“I have a question for the doctor, if he’s in,” Steele said cautiously.
“What would that be?” Trent asked.
“Well, you know that Calleigh is two months along, and her hormones have been raging. She was the one who wanted a weekend at the club. Her doctor said it was okay to have sex, but I’m a little concerned about it,” Steele said.
“Well, I’m not a gynecologist, but it’s early on, and if you take precautions to protect her belly, I don’t see why it should be a problem,” Trent responded with a grin. “No hanging from the rafters, whipping, or extreme bondage though,” he cautioned grinning.
“Right! I’ll have to remember that, Doc! Thanks for the advice. Send me your bill!”
Justin had to laugh. As though Calleigh would put up with any of that! He grinned to himself. Since Kelly was somewhat resistant to the idea of BDSM, he doubted she would put up with it either. This relationship promised to be new and interesting for both of them. He had hopes of broadening her horizons, and hopes that she would bring a sense of