Forbidden by Vanessa Devereaux Page B

However, her first one of the night took her by surprise. Just six small passes across the clit and she enjoyed a mini climax.
    He pulled at her panties until they ripped. He dragged what was left of them down her legs and tossed the shredded material over the top of the couch.
    That caught her completely off guard, but was really turning her on like never before. A young man taking control of the whole sex thing. He pushed her knees apart, drove his hand up under her skirt and wasted no time in plunging two fingers inside her pussy. Shit, he was taking her over the edge. She’d almost forgotten what it was like to have a man bring pleasure to her like this. It not only made her sex tingle but her legs and belly too. She was already at the point where she’d have a tough time telling him they’d gone too far.
    She should have told him that this touchy feely thing was only for her breasts. Maybe she’d touch his cock and play with it for a while and that’s as far as things could go but it was too late. Jon was going to town on her pussy and fuck, she liked it. He thrust his fingers into her, using his long middle finger to find her sweet spot.
    God, an orgasm was building already. Shit, this was so wrong. She had her legs spread and her best friend’s son’s fingers were inside her, turning her on. She couldn’t let him take her all the way. She’d fight it.
    “Maggie, I know you’re close to climaxing, your pussy is almost squeezing the life out of my fingers. Just relax and let me take you where you want to go.”
    His fingers fucked her harder. She cried out and dropped her head back until it was resting on the couch. She’d never witnessed lights dancing in front of her eyes before. Was it because she hadn’t been with a guy for a while, or was it because Jon was younger and the whole thing turned her on so very much?
    She couldn’t help herself. She was going to enjoy what was coming her way. She relaxed her legs but clenched his fingers with her pussy and waited for the lights she’d seen seconds ago to grow brighter and dance more wildly. She took a deep breath when her climax took over. It was the most incredible orgasm she’d ever had with a guy just using his fingers. Maggie breathed deeply, still not being able to believe what had just happened. She’d tried to fight it, attempted to resist her passion, really she had.
    Jon tugged on her skirt. “I’m not done with you yet.”
    What was he going to do next? He knew intercourse was off limits.
    He removed her skirt, lifted her legs until the soles of her feet were flat on the couch and then placed his hands on her knees and forcing them apart.
    He couldn’t take his eyes off her pussy. Did he like what he saw? Had he suddenly realised that an older woman who’d had three kids didn’t have as great-looking pussy as a twenty-year-old?
    He ran his finger along a trail from her clit all the way to her anus. “You are gorgeous down here.” He spread her labia before leaning towards her, his face soon disappearing between her legs. His tongue met with her entrance.
    “Jon, this isn’t touchy feely anymore.”
    Maggie let her head rest back on the couch as Jon slipped his tongue deep inside her. That wasn’t the same as doing it with his cock, right? Okay, just this once, she’d let him do it his way.
    Jon was just as talented with his mouth as he was with those fingers. She bit on a lock of her hair as he took her closer to the edge. She sucked in her breath. How many women had he done this to? It had to be dozens because how else would he be so skilled?
      She held the cushions of the couch as another orgasm built. Her nipples grew taut and hard. Maggie had a tingling sensation building in her womb, even in her butt. The sensation was breathtaking. She wanted to get to the good part but at the same time she wanted this to go on and on. He flicked, plunged, sucked in quick succession. She screamed out when she finally climaxed, actually feeling