SexedUp by Sally Painter Page A

he paused, she looked up.
    His lips parted into a slanted smile and a
knowing look in his eyes. Wet heat rushed between her legs. She wanted to step
into his arms and grind against his stiff cock. Instead she bit her lip.
    His smile widened and she wondered if he
sensed the growing need streaking through her. He moved his hand to his groin, teasing
her by fumbling with the clasp until finally it fell open and she widened her
stare on the teasing opening. A small moan parted her lips when he paused and once
more looked over at her.
    It was as though the world stopped. Her
hair fluttered around her and the wind pushed against her back as though urging
her to join him. Soft moonlight washed over him. He reached for the zipper and
her stomach fluttered as she watched the long, slow movement of his hand down
the length of the zipper. She tucked her lower lip under her teeth and ran her
tongue over it, imagining the vision soon to be unveiled once he dropped his
slacks. Her pulse drummed feverishly in her ears.
    She held her breath, waiting…watching his
fingers gripping the waistband of the slacks. He stared at her with his head
slightly tilted and she knew he was enjoying the way her breath came in short,
fast pants as her stare stayed trained on his hands.
    He opened the slacks and they fell in a
pile at his feet. She watched him, drinking in the vision he made, surprised he
wore the slacks in the old-fashioned commando style. Absently, she wondered if
he somehow knew the absence of underwear had once been considered very sexy by
women, or if it had merely been an oversight while dressing. She sensed it had
been intentional.
    She didn’t care. He was gorgeous standing
there in the moonlight, naked and aroused, waiting for her to step into his
arms. Randi reached out to him and he closed the distance between them. Strong
arms lifted her from the deck and cradled her to his chest as he climbed into
the tub.
    “My clothes,” she gasped as the warm water
roiled around them and she floated slightly from him. He sat down on the molded
seat and tugged her onto his lap.
    Water streams bubbled around her. Her
fingers glided over his wet skin as she moved her hands up his arms to twine
around his neck. He covered her mouth with his in a passionate and oh-so
delicious kiss.
    The water’s buoyancy lifted her from his
lap slightly, but he pulled her back to him. Her dress floated around them like
a silky seductress swaying and undulating with the jet currents. His hard cock
pressed against her ass, but suddenly she felt something else.
    “What’s that?” she asked, staring up at
him.
    “You programmed me to improvise so I
decided to grow some accessories.”
    “You what?” She turned, trying to see below
the flow of bubbles.
    “Not now.” He pulled her back to him. “Let
me show you what I’ve invented just for you.”
    He lifted her so she was straddling him and
moved his hand between them, guiding his cock inside her opening. His heat
filled her and she squirmed in his lap, easing him inside. Something pressed
against her clit and she gasped.
    “William, what is that?”
    “You’ll see.” He pressed a series of tiny
kisses over her face before covering her lips with his.
    The fleshy appendage massaged her clit,
very much like a tongue, while a third appendage slipped into her anus. The
sensations shot through her, tingling and radiating in electric pulses.
    “Oh my God. How did you do this? Did the
nanites—”
    His warm breath caressed her breasts as he
pulled slightly from her to bend down and take one of her nipples between his
lips. It was all she could do to remember to breathe. Her senses overloaded
with the incredible pleasure tingling everywhere. The sensitive zones were
massaged and stimulated. She closed her eyes as the feelings overwhelmed her
until she tottered on the edge of orgasm.
    He lifted his head and smiled down at her,
leaning in to claim her lips once more. The water made everything slow and
easy,