Grace Anne by Kathi S. Barton

ass, and sat her on the counter. Her legs opened and he
moved between them and pulled her shirt over her head all in one move. He was
so wrong about the lace beneath. It was more than he could have imagined.
    The strapless bit of sex was
black. Silky black lace that was filled with her heavy flesh and left her
nipple bare. He moaned at how tight her dark nipples were and how long. He
leaned down and took the hard tip into his mouth as her fingers laced in his
hair. Christ, he was in heaven.
    She was warm and tasted like fresh
strawberries. Spreading his hand at her back, he pulled her closer as he moved
his mouth up to her throat and to her shoulder. Nipping at her, he felt her
legs wrap around him and he rocked them both against the ledge. Taking her
mouth, devouring her, he turned them to find something, anything he could take
her against. He looked at the desk and realized that even for the small size of
the room, the desk was simply too far away. He lowered them to the floor.
    Her hands parted his shirt;
buttons flew everywhere as she tore her mouth from his and took his nipple into
her mouth. He moaned when she bit him, his cock aching now to feel her clamped around
him as he pounded into her. He sat up on his knees to open his pants while she pulled
her pants down to her hips, lifted both legs up, and pulled them off. Michael
grabbed her legs as she tossed away her pants and panties and wrapped her
ankles at his shoulders.
    “Are you protected? I don’t have
protection, but if I’m not inside of you soon, I’m going to explode all over
you.”
    “Yes, no…I’m safe. I’m on the
pill.” She moaned as he moved his cock at her soaking entrance. “Please, fuck
me.”
    Keeping her legs up, he bent her
back and entered her. She was tight and hot; her walls clenched at him, rippled
along his cock as he moved in and out. Michael wanted to come now, felt his
balls tighten against his body even as he let her legs go and they wrapped once
again around his hips. He leaned down and over her and took her mouth again
before moving down to suckle at her luscious nipple.
    Her scream of release had him
throwing back his head as he followed her. He rocked as he jettisoned into her.
Every part of his body came; he’d never felt such an orgasm in his life and, as
he dropped his weight on top of her, he realized that he wanted her again.
    Rolling to his back, Michael took
her with him. His pants were still around his legs, so he shimmed out of them
and held her. His cock, still buried in her, stirred when she moaned, but he
was sure he needed a little more time before he could take her again. When she
stretched he thought maybe he’d need less than he’d thought. When she looked
down at him, her chin resting on her fist, he thought maybe he could get used
to this.
    “This doesn’t change anything. It
was really good sex, but I’m still going to leave.”
    He smiled at her words.
    “If you want the building then
tell me now.”
    “Grace, I don’t know how other men
have reacted to your bossy ways, but you’ll find I’m much bossier. You and I
just had incredible sex, not good sex, and I for one plan to do it a lot more.”
He rolled her to her back and rocked his hips into her. “Now would be nice, but
my family is—Christ.”
    She bit his neck and tightened around
him. When she wrapped her legs around him and surged up Michael’s eyes crossed.
Before he knew it he was being pushed to his back and she was astride him.
    With her hands on his chest she
rode him. Watching her face as she enjoyed herself, Michael found himself
mesmerized by her. With her eyes closed he could still read every time she hit
her sweet spot; her breasts flushed and her nipples hardened. When she moved
her hands along his waist to her hips then moved to her pussy he nearly came
watching her. As she slid her finger along her clit she surged forward and
moaned. Michael watched as she lifted her free hand, cupped her breast, and
rolled her