wasn’t tall but she wasn’t really short either, and damn the girl had the best curves. His wet dreams during his teens had consisted of having the beautiful Bella Drake under him, screaming out his name instead of the names of jocks who didn’t know what to do with a girl like that.
That wasn’t to say he wouldn’t strip her naked right now and take her every which way if she wanted him too.
Then he felt something cool and thick being rubbed onto his nipple. He looked down when she broke the kiss and lowered her head. Jam. She’d put raspberry jam on his nipple and now, dear God, she was licking it off.
“M-make sure you get your tongue under the barbell.” He fisted his hand in her hair and tugged. “I don’t want any left over. I don’t want any sticking to my skin.” She nodded as best she could with his firm hold.
She was so giving, so much about pleasure. She gave as good as she got. And then she gave some more.
Bella dipped her finger into the jam jar again. Travis sucked in air and held it, following the movement from the jar to his other nipple. She slathered the sticky sugar all over the brown circle on his chest and coated the ring. He did his best to keep his thoughts centered on what she was doing right then and there, but he couldn’t help letting them wander to what it would feel like having her suck jam off his dick and then returning the favor all over her body.
His cock jumped in his jeans and the woman on his lap wiggled along the ridge. She lifted her head, kissed his lips with more tenderness than the moment should have allowed, then lowered it again and worked her oral magic on his other nipple.
Travis sifted his fingers through her fiery hair with one hand and worked the other between their bodies. “Don’t stop what you’re doing,” he whispered. “I’m just going to make it better for both of us.” She nodded and grabbed the nipple ring in her teeth and pulled.
He eased his zipper down and with a little effort, had his cock in his palm. “Legs relaxed, baby, and slide up higher on my lap until you feel me on your clit. Oh yeah, Bells, right there. Feel it?”
Her moan was all the answer he needed. The more insistently he rubbed himself against her sex, the more concentrated her efforts on his nipple, but whenever he eased away from her clit, she bit down and her fingernails dug into his arms.
He had no interest in teasing her, not like before. No, he had a very keen interest in feeling her come, in feeling her body on his lap shake and shiver with an orgasm. He wanted to see her eyes, the slackness of her lips. The moist heat, the slick wetness coating the tip of his penis worked to push him closer to the edge, and when Bella started rocking and sliding on him? Holy. Fuck. “Is it gonna be soon, Bells?”
She nodded and lifted her head from his chest. Her eyes were glazed, pupils dilated. Her cheeks were flushed and she had her bottom lip pulled between her teeth. She was sexy as fuck as she rode the head of his dick with her pussy.
He held the shaft in his hand and stroked every few seconds, but honestly didn’t need it. She was driving him mad with what she was doing, and he knew himself well enough to know the second she started to fly, he wouldn’t be too far behind.
She’d sat across from him at her little table completely naked, completely comfortable being bare around him. He’d already put on his jeans before realizing she’d intended to stay sans clothes. It was erotic as hell and she turned him on like nobody’s business.
Now she slid along his lap, her naked thighs against his jeans. It was one of the hottest sights he’d ever witnessed. He loved her complete abandon. He’d been afraid she’d be timid once she gave in, that he’d have to coax everything out of her, but that hadn’t been the case at all. From the moment she agreed, she’d been a complete participant.
She was his fantasy, and now she was the dirty fairy tale come to life right