The Private Club 3 by J. S. Cooper, Helen Cooper Page A

gently.
    “Oh, shit,” he groaned, and I felt his body shuddering as he came inside of me. “Oh, Meg.” He held on to me tight as his lips sought mine. He withdrew from me slowly and looked back up at me with a determined look in his eyes. “You didn’t come?”
    “No.” I shook my head and he smiled wickedly.
    “I guess I’ll have to change that to a yes.” He grabbed my body and held me as he swam to the steps. He pulled me out of the pool with him and quickly ran to get some towels. He came back with three large white towels and laid one flat on the side of the pool. “Lie down.” He grabbed my hand and pulled me down to the towel. “Are you cold?” he asked as he noticed my shivering.
    “I’m fine.”
    “Let me warm you up a bit.” He grabbed another one of the towels, unfolded it, and gently started rubbing my body dry. “I don’t want you to get a cold. How does this feel?”
    “It feels nice.” I nodded and smiled at him. It felt nice to be rubbed down by Greyson. It made me feel like he actually cared about me.
    “Now, lie back and spread your legs.” He grinned at me wickedly. “I’ve got some work to do.”
    I stared up at him and tried not to sigh. Just when I thought it might have been about more than sex, he said or did something that brought me back down to earth.
    “You are so beautiful to me.” Greyson stared at me and started singing.
    “Is that a song?”
    “No, it’s a fact.” He winked and then I felt his fingers kneading my breasts as he kissed my stomach and licked my belly button. “You look like an angel and you taste like a sinner.”
    “I don’t feel like much of an angel ,” I groaned as he kissed farther down and buried his face in my pussy. “Oh, Greyson.” I reached down and grabbed his hair. His tongue felt warm and soft against my coldness, and I squirmed beneath him as his lips sucked and kissed me. His tongue slowly moved back and forth on my clit, and I grabbed his hair harder. “Please,” I moaned, wriggling around in ecstasy. I wanted to feel more of him everywhere. I needed to feel him inside of me.
    Greyson didn’t play games with me this time. His tongue entered me skillfully, teasing and tormenting me as his fingers played with my clit. I couldn’t believe how exquisite the pleasure was. I could feel every nerve ending in my body tingling and crying out. I felt as if I were on the edge of a cliff and there was a cool breeze that was aching to push me over. I was so close to just falling and letting nature do what she wanted to with me. I was so close to becoming one with the wind. I just needed one last push.
    I screamed out when Greyson pulled his tongue out of me. “No, don’t stop!” I begged, not caring that I was squirming beneath him. My hands reached down and pushed his head back between my legs. “I’m so close,” I whispered pitifully.
    “Tell me how it feels ,” he growled at me and licked my clit again.
    “It feels like I’m going to explode ,” I moaned. “Please.”
    “Please, who?”
    “Greyson!” I cried out. He grinned and then pulled me up quickly.
    “Get on all fours ,” he commanded me. “That’s it.”
    I kneeled on the ground and waited for what was next. Greyson swiveled me around so that my ass was facing him and I felt his thumb rubbing me gently.
    “What are you doing?” I gasped and jumped slightly as he grazed my asshole.
    “Don’t worry, Meg.” He laughed as he came up behind me. I felt the tip of his cock at my entrance, but instead of entering me, he gently rubbed my clit. I buckled forward slightly and he laughed again. “You’re still so wet for me.” I didn’t answer him. Instead, I braced myself for the pleasure I knew was coming.
    I didn’t have to wait long. My first orgasm occurred as soon as he entered me. I felt my pussy walls tighten on his hard cock and my whole body shook as the orgasm hit me. That seemed to turn him on even more because he grabbed my hips and grunted as he