Take Me To Bed. Joan Elizabeth Lloyd

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СКАЧАТЬ leaned close to her face, his breath hot on the side of her neck. “I imagined breathing into your ear and watching you shiver with pleasure.” He caressed the skin on her cheeks and forehead with the pad of his index finger. “I imagined stroking your face and touching your lips with the tip of my tongue.” He licked the sensitive skin around the edges of her lips until it was almost torture for Steph not to rub the ticklish spot. He brushed his tongue along the joining of her lips until her mouth opened. “And I dreamed of tasting you.” He pressed his mouth against Steph’s until their tongues found each other and played deep inside the sensual depths.

      “Oh, baby,” Hank purred when they separated. “I knew it would be this good.”

      Steph opened her eyes and gazed at Hank. She should be ashamed of what was happening, but she wasn’t. She was revelling in the sensations and in the knowledge that this wasn’t her husband. This was a sensual man who wanted to make love with her. In the small part of her brain that was still capable of coherent thought, she realized that it was okay. No, she corrected herself. It was wonderful. She smiled.

      “Oh yes, baby,” Hank said, almost able to read her mind. “Let me make love to you. Shall we go upstairs to where we can be more comfortable?”

      Steph stood and, barefoot, wearing only her tiny, lace panties, she followed Hank upstairs to the guest room. While he ripped the spread off the bed and heaped the covers on the floor, she stood in the center of the room now eager to let Hank make love to her.

      Hank turned and allowed his gaze to roam over Steph’s almost-naked body. “I can’t believe this is really happening,” he whispered.

      “It is happening,” she purred, feeling sexual power and strength flow through her.

      When she started to pull the tiny wisp of lace down over her hips, Hank knelt and took her hands. “Let me do this the way I’ve fantasized.” Then he pressed his mouth against her flat belly, flicking his tongue into her navel. He slowly lowered her undies and inhaled her fragrance. He helped Steph step out of her undies, then nudged her legs apart to make it easier for him to touch and taste and smell her.

      He reached his tongue between her legs and pressed it against her swollen clit. He felt her legs tremble. “So excited,” he whispered, standing and scooping her into his arms and gently laying her on the cool sheets. He crawled between her spread legs and lowered his face to her cunt. He blew hot air through her pussy hair, further inflaming her, then brushed his chin lightly against her fur, just barely touching it, watching her hips buck and reach for him. “Tell me now, baby. Tell me how hot you are.”

      “Oh God, Hank, I need you so much. I want you.”

      “And I want you. My cock is so hard that most of me wants to climb onto you and fuck you until we both come. But I’m going to wait. I’m going to give you more pleasure than you think you can stand.” He brushed her pussy with his finger, then slid the length of her slit, parting her lips but not entering.

      “That’s torture,” Steph moaned. She raised her hips but Hank kept his fingers just touching her.

      Hank’s laugh was deep and sexy. “Yes. It certainly is.” He pressed just a tiny bit harder so his finger penetrated only a small way.

      “Oh God,” she moaned. “Oh God.”

      Hank tightened his tongue and flicked the tip over Steph’s hard, swollen clit.

      With his breath on her skin, his tongue stroking her nub, and his finger rubbing her pussy lips, Steph could hold out no longer. “I’m going to come,” she cried.

      As he felt her body begin to spasm, Hank forced three fingers deep into her body and sucked her swollen clit into his mouth.

      Waves of liquid heat pulsed through Steph’s body, filling her belly and cunt. He seemed to know just how to rub and lick, when to make it hard and when to stroke. Her orgasm continued for what seemed like hours.

      “Hold on to it and don’t let it down,” Hank said as he climbed over her quivering body.

      Steph wasn’t sure what he meant, but she concentrated on not relaxing, on reaching for more of the glorious sensations and not letting them ebb. When Hank plunged his fully erect cock into her soaking passage, it triggered more spasms of erotic pleasure. He thrust into her over and over until he climaxed and she came again.

      “Lord,” Hank said as his breathing returned to normal. “It was even better than I dreamed.”

      “It was fantastic,” Steph said.

      Back in the kitchen in Harrison, Jessie listened to her friend’s story with increasing amazement. When Steph sat back on the kitchen chair, Jessie was silent for a long while. “I’m flabbergasted,” she said finally. “I’m…I’m…I don’t know what I am.”

      Steph stared into her empty coffee cup. “Horrified? Disgusted?”

      “No, of course not.” She got up and poured a fresh cup of coffee for herself and her friend. On the way back to her chair, she gave Steph a quick hug. “Not horrified or disgusted. Surprised and, I guess, a bit curious. Can I ask you a few questions?”

      “Of course. This wasn’t intended as a monologue. I wanted you to know. For lots of reasons.”

      Jessie remembered the picture of Steph, draped over the lawn chair. “This obviously wasn’t the only time.”

      “Actually, Brian and I are now what you would probably call swingers. We have a wonderful life together, but we also have other relationships.” When she saw Jessie’s eyebrow go up, she said quickly, “None serious. Just playtimes.”

      “You have people you go to bed with and Brian does too? Like a lover? It’s not just the occasional couples swapping partners?”

      “That’s exactly what I mean.” Steph wasn’t sure how much Jessie was ready for so she decided just to react to questions for a while. “Right now I have two men with whom I get together from time to time, and Brian is currently seeing a wonderful woman, a systems designer in the computer department at his office.”

      “The mind boggles,” Jessie said, then giggled. “That’s how it all started. Boggle, I mean.”

      Steph let out a deep breath. She hadn’t been sure of Jessie’s reaction but she had wanted very badly for her best friend to understand. “You’re okay with this?”

      Jessie reached across the table and took Steph’s hand. “I’m fine with this, as long as it works for you and Brian. It was the lying that upset me so much before. But you don’t lie to each other. This is all very new to me, but I love you both and you seem very happy.” She pulled back and grew thoughtful. “I guess I never thought about women who make love to other people’s husbands.”

      “Hold it,” Steph said. “I never make love to anyone who is married, unless the wife knows what’s going on. No lying. That’s my first and most important rule. No lying. To Brian, to the man involved, or to wives. Period.”

      “No lying,” Jessie said softly.

      “In my mind, that’s the cardinal sin, the commandment, if you will, that Rob broke with his bimbo, as you call her. He lied to you and he probably lied to himself. It’s the dishonesty that makes me СКАЧАТЬ