The Mammoth Book of Erotica presents The Best of Marilyn Jaye Lewis by Marilyn Jaye Lewis Page B

it.”
    This took her aback; she thought she’d been alone in that secret pleasure. “You do?”
    “Yeah, I do. That was so hot, don’t you think? I get a lot of mileage out of that memory. You were such a wild little girl that day. Not that you aren’t all the time,” he added playfully. “You just outdid yourself that time – and in public, no less.”
    “It was hardly ‘in public’,” she said, suddenly feeling shy about it. “We were simply outside.”
    Connor reached over and squeezed her hand. “Hey, you’re blushing.”
    “I am not.”
    “Yes, you are.”
    The simple touch of his hand on hers gave Kaylie that spark; it ignited somewhere between her heart and her belly, and the sudden clarity of the memory overwhelmed her in its intimate detail. They’d been walking along the tow path of the old canal that day; it was late spring, warm enough to be walking without jackets for the first time that season. The sky had been that perfect shade of blue; the clouds, puffy and bright white. The air was filled with the scent of the first May blossoms and the river itself had smelled of spring; a thing alive and fresh and full of new promises. It had made Kaylie feel hungry for life – insatiable for it, in fact. One minute, she’d been kissing Connor; the next, she’d felt ravenous for his tongue. They were
really
kissing then – passionately, right there on the old tow path, out in the open. She was clinging to Connor’s neck and his hand was up under her T-shirt. The feel of his fingertips grazing her nipple, even through the lace of her bra, had set her on fire. She’d practically dragged him to the ranger station – a very small, very old clapboard house just off the main path – and thrown him down onto the grass behind the building.
    For a mere moment, she’d confined herself to lying on top of him in the grass and kissing him like crazy. But it wasn’t long before he had her shirt pushed up, her bra tugged up over her tits and her tits exposed in the air – her tender nipple suddenly in his mouth and swelling from the intense pressure of how fiercely he was sucking on her.
    She couldn’t stand it then. She’d reached behind her and unclasped the bra but even that had felt too constricting. She managed to pull the tee shirt and then the bra off completely. It had felt so liberating, she remembered; that was the exact feeling, to be suddenly topless in the warm spring air, with Connor so eager to devour her nipples. It had become quickly obvious that they were going to have to fuck – there was no doubt about it. She was too worked up.
    Her hands were at his belt, unbuckling it. Abruptly, his mouth was off her. “Kaylie,” he said. “What are you doing?”
    “You know what I’m doing,” she insisted – hurriedly, as she fumbled with his buckle.
    “Not really.” He was mildly alarmed when he felt his zipper coming down. “It could be a couple things,” he stammered, feeling his cock spring out into the warm air. “Oh, Christ, Kay.” He gasped quietly; his head fell back into the grass as he surrendered to his wife’s mouth in utter delight. Her mouth felt so hot and so wet, and she was so greedy about it. She was really sucking on it, creating too much pressure, letting the head of his cock nudge way back in her throat.
    “Shit, Kaylie, I’m going to come.”
    It was happening too fast. Kaylie stopped. “No way,” she said breathlessly. “Don’t you do that to me, I’m too excited.”
    “Kay, what you are doing?” Connor watched his wife with mixed feelings of shock and absolute arousal as she stood up and unzipped her own jeans and then pulled them, and her panties, all the way down. She kicked off her sneakers almost angrily, as if she couldn’t get them off her feet quick enough, and in a heartbeat, she was completely naked. Right out there in the open.
    She looked so beautiful, so swept up in her own desire. Connor pulled her down next to him in the grass, then