Total pages in book: 72
Estimated words: 67665 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 338(@200wpm)___ 271(@250wpm)___ 226(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 67665 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 338(@200wpm)___ 271(@250wpm)___ 226(@300wpm)
“Now,” I begged him.
He crawled onto the bed obediently, pushing my legs even further apart with his knees. He concentrated on what he was doing, holding himself in his hand, guiding his cock toward my channel. I felt his head press against my opening, warm and wet for him. He circled my clit, ducking into my canal gently, briefly, before pulling back out.
I screamed in pure joy, so close to getting exactly what I wanted. I fell back against the bed, arms wide, breasts quaking with labored breathing. He teased me once more before sliding home, locking his hips to mine and burying himself deep inside. I cried out. Something inside me broke, some vestige of propriety I had been hanging on to. I wanted him even further, deeper. I wanted him to crush the remnants of the good girl I always tried to be and to bring out the crazy, free-spirited woman.
I grabbed his butt with both hands and held on as he pumped, gently at first but with increasing speed. The friction was magic. I soared to the top of the mountain and saw the entire world laid out at my feet. I looked up to see him working above me, his patient eyes halfway shut. The tiny bedroom in the remote cabin fell away, and we were flying on clouds of silk and pleasure.
I could feel him closing in on his climax, diving deeper, harder. I fell open beneath him, reaching up to embrace him, fighting for release. I was so close. The wave was about to break, sending me spiraling toward the beach. I wrapped my legs around his hips and crushed my sex to his, welcoming him in as far and fast as he could possibly go.
We exploded together, my body spasming and gripping him with waves of impressive aftershocks. He buried himself deep, releasing his pleasure into my core. I curled up, wrapped around him with my entire body. He panted in my ear, his elbows shaking under the pressure. I felt him shudder, every last drop draining from his body in one magnificent act. My pussy pulsed with exertion, dragging both of us dangerously close to the edge again.
We found our breath slowly. I untangled my legs and let my arms drop from his shoulders. I found him looking down at me tenderly, his eyes softer than I had ever seen them before. I caught myself blushing. Even though we had just been fucking like rabbits, this gentle gaze seemed even more intimate.
He withdrew inch by inch, wincing when another of my aftershocks gripped his cock. He went to the bathroom, leaving me alone and plundered on my own bed. Suddenly we were back to being roommates, and I worried about him coming out to find me naked. I found my underwear and my jeans and put on a new shirt to avoid going into the living room topless.
The alcohol was starting to wear off, putting our explosive lovemaking in perspective. Exactly the thing that I had said was out of the question had just happened. And it had been more wonderful than I could possibly have imagined. That didn’t change the situation, though. He was still my landlord, and I was still his tenant. We had crossed the line of propriety, and it had been my fault. I was the one who suggested screwdrivers. He couldn’t be held responsible for an act of passion brought on by my shortsightedness. I sighed. It was the best sex I had ever had in my life, but it had been a mistake. I resolved to be more circumspect in the future. It wouldn’t do to trade sex for rent, and if that single encounter was any indication, it would be hard to keep our hands off each other once we started.
13
JASON
Iwas at my desk, but I definitely wasn’t working. The computer was on, and I was staring at the screen, but all I could see was Lindsey’s body laid out before me. That moment when she had closed her eyes, legs wide, expecting me to pierce her opening with my cock, was seared into my memory like a flashpoint.
That act had been glorious, but it had been a colossal fucking mistake. I shouldn’t have indulged myself. I should have taken the beer she offered instead of downing two entire screwdrivers. I should have suggested that we hook up the television instead or drink coffee on opposite sides of the porch.
Going into this arrangement, I had known I was attracted to her. Hell, all of my fantasies had been about her since catching her eyeing me in the grocery store. That didn’t make sleeping with her right, when I was in a position of authority.
A position of authority? I laughed at the thought. I was no more an authority figure to her than she was to me. She was just off-limits, that was all. We had a business relationship, and it had to remain a business relationship no matter how sweet her kisses tasted. I would have to redouble my efforts to avoid her, or at least avoid having sex with her. The fact that her bedroom was literally right down the hall was going to make that resolution a hard one to keep.