mouth.
“Look at me,” Kenny said, raising his hands to hold her head in place. Their gazes locked again for a lengthy pause. “I’m not Greg. And don’t even try to pretend he’s the one fucking you.”
“Kenny,” she muttered, then raised herself slightly and came down on him hard. “Fuck me, Kenny.”
“Christ,” he shouted, grabbing her bucking hips. He lifted her up and down, all his doubts and fears fading away with every thrust of his cock inside her. He couldn’t get enough. It had been so long since he’d felt anything this good.
She held on for the ride, looking like a beautiful sex goddess. And then he couldn’t hold on to his control any longer. “Come with me, Holly. Now!”
Kenny felt her insides clamp tightly around him as she convulsed with pure pleasure, and then he exploded. His mouth sought hers, tongues twining together, imitating their lovemaking they’d shared. Her heart beat against his, and it was hard to tell whose was beating faster.
Breaking the kiss, he simply held her in his arms, never wanting this feeling to end. Never wanting her to leave. He wanted to stay buried inside her forever, and yet he knew that wasn’t going to happen. That it might never happen again, in fact.
Tracing lazy circles up and down her back and arms, he waited for her breathing to return to normal.
“Are you okay?” he asked sometime later, lifting her chin so he could look into her big brown eyes.
She smiled and released a noisy, satisfied sigh. “Mmmm, this is better than a cucumber any day.”
Kenny laughed and pulled her close for a hug.
Lifting her head to peer at him, she asked, “You don’t really think I would do something like that, do you?”
“Nah,” he said. “I know you didn’t have sex with a cucumber, or you wouldn’t have been able to walk over here.”
She slapped him on the shoulder, a playful slap. Then a serious look came over her face. “Kenny.” She paused for a moment. “Can we do it again?”
CHAPTER SIX
T hat’s it, baby,” Kenny purred from behind her. “You can take a little more.” Pulling Holly’s hips back toward him, he showed her just how much more, filling her completely.
She was bent slightly forward with her back to Kenny, riding him with her legs straddling his chair. It was something she’d never done before, and it gave new meaning to the term “thrill ride.” Every one of her senses was on high alert.
His sparsely decorated bedroom smelled of sweat and sex, and the air within the room was warm and stuffy. She used the edge of his bed for support, her hands clutching the mattress. With each push and pull, her breasts slapped against her chest with a light blipping sound.
Then Kenny shocked her, running a finger along the crack of her butt. She screamed out with pleasure. Nothing had ever felt so erotic, so decadent.
“You like that, don’t you?”
“Yes,” she whispered breathlessly.
“C’mon,” he urged, tugging at her again. “Fuck me harder!”
It was all too much for her, and his words finally sent her tumbling over the edge. Kenny followed, pumping into her like a man possessed.
When it was all over, he pulled her close, while still buried deep inside her. Her bare back fit against his hairy chest and beating heart. Lifting her hair out of the way, he tickled the back of her neck with his tongue, his warm breath caressing her skin.
She wanted to stay like this forever, in Kenny’s muscular arms, with him still inside her. But she couldn’t. Excusing herself, she made her way to the bathroom, her legs shaky and weak with every step. Once she cleaned herself up, she brought a warm, wet cloth and sponged Kenny. After disposing of the used condom and cloth, she returned to the bedroom.
An awkward look passed between them, and Holly almost reached for her clothing. But then Kenny held out a hand, and she lowered herself to sit in his lap.
His hands went right to her nipples. And she knew by the way he was touching
“Look at me,” Kenny said, raising his hands to hold her head in place. Their gazes locked again for a lengthy pause. “I’m not Greg. And don’t even try to pretend he’s the one fucking you.”
“Kenny,” she muttered, then raised herself slightly and came down on him hard. “Fuck me, Kenny.”
“Christ,” he shouted, grabbing her bucking hips. He lifted her up and down, all his doubts and fears fading away with every thrust of his cock inside her. He couldn’t get enough. It had been so long since he’d felt anything this good.
She held on for the ride, looking like a beautiful sex goddess. And then he couldn’t hold on to his control any longer. “Come with me, Holly. Now!”
Kenny felt her insides clamp tightly around him as she convulsed with pure pleasure, and then he exploded. His mouth sought hers, tongues twining together, imitating their lovemaking they’d shared. Her heart beat against his, and it was hard to tell whose was beating faster.
Breaking the kiss, he simply held her in his arms, never wanting this feeling to end. Never wanting her to leave. He wanted to stay buried inside her forever, and yet he knew that wasn’t going to happen. That it might never happen again, in fact.
Tracing lazy circles up and down her back and arms, he waited for her breathing to return to normal.
“Are you okay?” he asked sometime later, lifting her chin so he could look into her big brown eyes.
She smiled and released a noisy, satisfied sigh. “Mmmm, this is better than a cucumber any day.”
Kenny laughed and pulled her close for a hug.
Lifting her head to peer at him, she asked, “You don’t really think I would do something like that, do you?”
“Nah,” he said. “I know you didn’t have sex with a cucumber, or you wouldn’t have been able to walk over here.”
She slapped him on the shoulder, a playful slap. Then a serious look came over her face. “Kenny.” She paused for a moment. “Can we do it again?”
CHAPTER SIX
T hat’s it, baby,” Kenny purred from behind her. “You can take a little more.” Pulling Holly’s hips back toward him, he showed her just how much more, filling her completely.
She was bent slightly forward with her back to Kenny, riding him with her legs straddling his chair. It was something she’d never done before, and it gave new meaning to the term “thrill ride.” Every one of her senses was on high alert.
His sparsely decorated bedroom smelled of sweat and sex, and the air within the room was warm and stuffy. She used the edge of his bed for support, her hands clutching the mattress. With each push and pull, her breasts slapped against her chest with a light blipping sound.
Then Kenny shocked her, running a finger along the crack of her butt. She screamed out with pleasure. Nothing had ever felt so erotic, so decadent.
“You like that, don’t you?”
“Yes,” she whispered breathlessly.
“C’mon,” he urged, tugging at her again. “Fuck me harder!”
It was all too much for her, and his words finally sent her tumbling over the edge. Kenny followed, pumping into her like a man possessed.
When it was all over, he pulled her close, while still buried deep inside her. Her bare back fit against his hairy chest and beating heart. Lifting her hair out of the way, he tickled the back of her neck with his tongue, his warm breath caressing her skin.
She wanted to stay like this forever, in Kenny’s muscular arms, with him still inside her. But she couldn’t. Excusing herself, she made her way to the bathroom, her legs shaky and weak with every step. Once she cleaned herself up, she brought a warm, wet cloth and sponged Kenny. After disposing of the used condom and cloth, she returned to the bedroom.
An awkward look passed between them, and Holly almost reached for her clothing. But then Kenny held out a hand, and she lowered herself to sit in his lap.
His hands went right to her nipples. And she knew by the way he was touching
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