ToLoveaCougar by Marisa Chenery Page A

her skin, adding to her pleasure. His pace quickened as his shaft grew even harder. It stroked in and out of her pussy, stretching her, rubbing in all the right places.
    Her body coiled tighter, readying itself to come. The sound of their loud breathing echoed off the tiled walls. There was no holding off her orgasm. It slammed into her, sweeping her away on a wave of intense pleasure. She cried out Blaise’s name, a whimpered moan soon following. As her inner muscles spasmed around his thrusting cock, he let out a deep groan, coming right along with her. He held her tightly to him, emptying himself inside her.
    He slowly let her legs down and rested his forehead against hers as he fought to catch his breath. She breathed just as quickly. She skimmed a hand along his chest until she reached his pendant, then hooked her fingers around it.
    “Even though that was quick,” she said, “it was pretty intense.”
    Blaise chuckled. “I have to agree. It just keeps getting better and better.”
    That was the truth. At the rate they were going, she wasn’t sure another man would ever live up to Blaise’s standards. He said he craved her touch, well, she had a feeling she was becoming addicted to his.
    Once they came down from their pleasure high, they quickly finished showering. By mutual consent, they let each other wash their own bodies. If they’d done otherwise they wouldn’t have left the shower without going for another round.
    They toweled dry and headed into the bedroom to dress. Harley took her clean clothes out of her backpack. She’d pulled on the ones from the day before, sans bra and panties, before going to Blaise’s parents’ bedroom to see what was going on. She packed the dirty things to take home with her.
    Once they were dressed, Blaise took her by the hand and walked her out of his bedroom and into the hallway. They silently headed down the stairs. The smell of something delicious hit Harley’s nose after they reached the lower level. Her stomach growled in response.
    “Hungry?” Blaise asked with a smile.
    “Very. I think I’ve worked up an appetite.”
    “Then I’d better get some food into you.”
    They walked into the dining room to find his family already there eating, except for his father. Harley was introduced to Aspen. She took an instant liking to the other woman. And from the way Aspen and Taylor acted with each other, Harley could tell they were deeply in love. She also noticed Aspen wore an identical cougar head pendant like Blaise, as did his mother. She guessed maybe it was something the men in the family did, gave their wives their necklaces once they were together. Harley thought it was cute.
    She furtively gave Blaise’s pendant a glance, imagining what it would look like around her neck. Maybe if things lasted between them he’d give it to her. Harley shook her head at her silly thoughts. It was just a necklace, not as significant as, say, an engagement ring. And she wasn’t expecting one of those any time soon.
    Lunch turned out to be really good. There was freshly made bread, lobster bisque and a spring mix salad dressed with a raspberry vinaigrette. There was no mistaking it as anything but a chef-made meal with the way it was plated and the garnishes sprinkled around to add color. Harley dug into the food, relishing every mouthful. The only time she got to eat like this was if she went out to a fancy restaurant, which didn’t happen very often.
    “I can see you like the food,” Blaise said as he leaned closer where he sat beside her. “You haven’t lifted your head since you started eating.”
    Harley felt her cheeks grow red. She realized what he’d said was true. She had been kind of wrapped up in enjoying it. “Sorry,” she said softly.
    “You have nothing to be sorry for,” Blaise’s mom said. “Blaise is just being Blaise. He sometimes likes to make people the butt of his jokes. If he says something stupid like that, you have my permission to give him a