I’m not sure I can withstand another assault of his hungry mouth on...
Oh God! It is so good. His kisses were burning her up, and when he moved, it wasn’t so much to let her move as to get closer to her, so he could show her how very much he was prepared to make good on his earlier threat. She rubbed herself against him and groaned when he pushed back. Oh God, I’m going to lose my mind.
Never had she been so thoroughly seduced by kisses, as she was now. Plus, never had she wanted a man, as she wanted this man. She kissed him back, tasting the mint of his toothpaste and smelling the manly scent of his cologne. She felt herself growing hotter and barely resisted the urge to raise her legs and circle his waist, thereby giving him absolute freedom to fuck her blind.
He pulled away first, again, proving that he was definitely a man with strong control. A part of her wanted to break that control; but, she was never one to sleep around. She wouldn’t give in to lust without getting to know him better, no matter how much she wanted it. So, she let him pull his lips from hers, smiling when he came back to brush them again and again, as though he couldn’t get enough of the butterfly kisses.
“You’re doing it again,” he said huskily, all anger gone from his voice.
“What?” she asked, equally undone.
“Teasing me,” he whispered and kissed her again. “Stop it!” He kissed her once more, longer this time, giving her his tongue.
“I’m not the one kissing me,” she said on a breathy chuckle, giving hers back.
Then, there was just heavy breathing and more groaning, as their hungry bodies inflamed each other. Finally, he pulled away and stepped back from her.
“Can we make a deal?” His eyes searched her face.
“What?” Faith took deep, shuddering breaths to calm her body.
“Let’s declare a truce. I know you don’t know me and have no reason to trust me, aside from what Grant said. However, I also know something’s caught fire between us. So, if we use this trip to get to know each other, maybe we can figure out if we want this to go further or not. I’m way older than you are, Faith. You may just decide you don’t want a used up older guy chasing your tail.”
She could hear him trying to inject humor to defuse the tension that still rolled between them. Suddenly, she didn’t want that. She wanted the sexual tension to remain. She could sense that he wasn’t as used up as he’d said, and that he was, in fact, restraining himself. And that only made her want him more. His age didn’t faze her, either; although it was clear that her age bothered him.
“I’ll do it, if you promise to stop throwing the age difference in my face.” As she watched his face, she had another realization. “And if you stop thinking of me as Grant Lee’s little girl. I’m a grown woman. I’m not afraid of you. And you wouldn’t be my first lover.”
She watched as his face lost all expression, and she wondered what it meant. Could he be jealous? Nah, not possible, she decided . Still, it would be nice if he felt possessive towards me. It would mean I matter more than just a quick fuck.
She waited for him to agree, and when he nodded, she released the breath she had been holding. She wished they already knew each other well enough to do the strip-and-fuck she suddenly craved. Instead, she straightened her shirt and stepped out of the circle of his arms. “I guess we’d better go, then,” she said, trying to fill the silence that grew between them.
Jack cleared his throat. “Yeah, we’d better.”
He took their luggage and led the way out to the truck after checking out. The drive was quiet, and the tension between them was not helping. Faith wanted to know more about him, but she didn’t know where to start, or whether she should wait for him to
Oh God! It is so good. His kisses were burning her up, and when he moved, it wasn’t so much to let her move as to get closer to her, so he could show her how very much he was prepared to make good on his earlier threat. She rubbed herself against him and groaned when he pushed back. Oh God, I’m going to lose my mind.
Never had she been so thoroughly seduced by kisses, as she was now. Plus, never had she wanted a man, as she wanted this man. She kissed him back, tasting the mint of his toothpaste and smelling the manly scent of his cologne. She felt herself growing hotter and barely resisted the urge to raise her legs and circle his waist, thereby giving him absolute freedom to fuck her blind.
He pulled away first, again, proving that he was definitely a man with strong control. A part of her wanted to break that control; but, she was never one to sleep around. She wouldn’t give in to lust without getting to know him better, no matter how much she wanted it. So, she let him pull his lips from hers, smiling when he came back to brush them again and again, as though he couldn’t get enough of the butterfly kisses.
“You’re doing it again,” he said huskily, all anger gone from his voice.
“What?” she asked, equally undone.
“Teasing me,” he whispered and kissed her again. “Stop it!” He kissed her once more, longer this time, giving her his tongue.
“I’m not the one kissing me,” she said on a breathy chuckle, giving hers back.
Then, there was just heavy breathing and more groaning, as their hungry bodies inflamed each other. Finally, he pulled away and stepped back from her.
“Can we make a deal?” His eyes searched her face.
“What?” Faith took deep, shuddering breaths to calm her body.
“Let’s declare a truce. I know you don’t know me and have no reason to trust me, aside from what Grant said. However, I also know something’s caught fire between us. So, if we use this trip to get to know each other, maybe we can figure out if we want this to go further or not. I’m way older than you are, Faith. You may just decide you don’t want a used up older guy chasing your tail.”
She could hear him trying to inject humor to defuse the tension that still rolled between them. Suddenly, she didn’t want that. She wanted the sexual tension to remain. She could sense that he wasn’t as used up as he’d said, and that he was, in fact, restraining himself. And that only made her want him more. His age didn’t faze her, either; although it was clear that her age bothered him.
“I’ll do it, if you promise to stop throwing the age difference in my face.” As she watched his face, she had another realization. “And if you stop thinking of me as Grant Lee’s little girl. I’m a grown woman. I’m not afraid of you. And you wouldn’t be my first lover.”
She watched as his face lost all expression, and she wondered what it meant. Could he be jealous? Nah, not possible, she decided . Still, it would be nice if he felt possessive towards me. It would mean I matter more than just a quick fuck.
She waited for him to agree, and when he nodded, she released the breath she had been holding. She wished they already knew each other well enough to do the strip-and-fuck she suddenly craved. Instead, she straightened her shirt and stepped out of the circle of his arms. “I guess we’d better go, then,” she said, trying to fill the silence that grew between them.
Jack cleared his throat. “Yeah, we’d better.”
He took their luggage and led the way out to the truck after checking out. The drive was quiet, and the tension between them was not helping. Faith wanted to know more about him, but she didn’t know where to start, or whether she should wait for him to
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