“Hmmm. Let me take care of that.”
Gripping the sides of the dryer, she watched as Tim shut the door to the laundry room before he picked up their damp clothes off the floor and shifted her legs to the side so he could toss them in the dryer. He paused and looked at her hungrily, hooking his index fingers over her shorts. He jerked them off quickly and threw them in the dryer before Jessica had a chance to realize what he had done. Pressing the “on” button of the machine, his lips curled into a wicked smile before he nestled back into the crevice of her thighs, causing a wet ache to surge to her core.
“What do we do while we wait?” Her voice was high and breathy.
“I don’t know.” His hot skin pressed against her exposed thighs, his body a solid mass of muscle and power. The rough scratch of his voice had her coming undone.
“Are you hungry? Thirsty?” She delicately pushed his hair over his shoulder and shuddered with desire being skin on skin with him.
“Always,” he replied, his eyes roving her body. For a split second, his expression darkened, the grip on her thighs intensifying. He tentatively pressed forward, his nose grazing her nose, warm puffs of breath hitting her cheeks.
Jessica swallowed before he pounced, his lips capturing hers in a wild and demanding kiss. They were out of control, his tongue deep in her mouth, totally possessing her. She used her hands to rove the hard planes of his shoulders, reveling in the touch of his bareness. His tongue roamed her neck down to her chest, and she fell into the bliss as he teased his way across her body. Unhooking her bra, he threw the garment to the side, his massive hands grabbing at her ample bosom, his kisses along her curves, obliterating every thought from her mind. She arched against him, eager to feel him even closer, their tongues swirling and twisting in an erotic dance.
When Tim pulled back, his eyes burned with desire, making her blood pound in her ears. His expression was hungry, like a lion, and a surge of anticipation trembled through her. Tiny prickles of desire shivered across her skin as he made a trail of kisses down her neck, falling through the crevice of her breasts and skating across her tummy, pausing to kiss her scar. He looked up with the crinkled eyes of his smile before he continued his descent, taking her panties with him.
Pleasure surged through her body, thick and sweet and she wanted to cry out from the exquisite ache of lust spiraling through her. He jerked her forward to where she was dangling on the edge, the steady hum of the dryer vibrating her butt cheeks as he settled his knees on the floor with her thighs open wide. He lifted her legs over his shoulders and offered swirling kisses on her inner skin.
Jessica pressed her eyes tight and gripped the side of the dryer allowing the blackness to envelop her. Her whole universe shifted, her focus on the tender throbbing between her thighs. Tim dragged his tongue against her clit and slipped two fingers deep inside her. The sensation was overwhelming, and she gasped.
“Too much?” he whispered erotically, the slide of his fingers against her wet core intense.
“No,” she replied in static, short breaths. “No…don’t…stop.” She arched to his mouth, and he licked her hard and fast, sending shock waves of pleasure slamming through her body, all the while his grip on her thighs never letting up. Her eyes pressed closed as hard as she could, the intense feelings of his mouth and fingers overwhelming her to the point she thought she might pass out. At one point, she tried to pull away to catch one, tiny, cleansing breathe, but he wouldn’t let up, his fingers thrusting deep, over and over, lapping at her clit with relentless pressure. His fingers curled inside her, stroking a new secret spot and moved faster and faster.
Jessica’s body was coiled so tight, and she cried out his name. “Tim! Please, stop! I can’t take any more!”
“You’re almost there, baby.”
He closed his lips around her and sucked, hard, making her shatter. The orgasm ripped through her body, devastating every last ounce of strength she had left. Waves of intense pleasure washed over her like a monsoon, and she lost her grip, Tim’s strong arms catching her as she slipped off the machine.
Cocooned in his arms on the rug in front of the large appliance, her body trembled with aftershocks as he raked his fingers softly against her temple. When she could finally feel her toes again, she opened her eyes and gazed at her lover in awe.
“Welcome back,” he crooned, his deep voice soothing.
Jessica wrapped her arms around his solid neck and rewarded him with a warm, wet kiss against his cheek. She didn’t want to let go. She didn’t want to give up the exquisite pleasure this man so generously offered. The confidence he gave her allowed her finally to let go for the first time in ages and be free of her insecurities she’d struggled with all those years married to Stephen. And she was grateful.
Pulling back, she shyly fixated her eyes on his. “I’m naked, and we’re on the floor in my laundry room.”
“And?” his voice tinged with humor.
“And…you’re not. Naked, I mean,” she giggled, not sure where they were headed next.
“Stand up,” he requested, allowing her to push off his arm so she could get up.
She stood over him and watched as he slid his pants off, casting them to the side while he remained on the floor. A slight whimper escaped her throat as she gazed at his engorged, erect penis. He bit his lip, suppressing a smile.
“Now I’m naked too,” he whispered, looking up at her with the greenest eyes she had ever seen. Her insides were about to combust as he held out his hand. She gingerly gripped his fingers and cautiously took a wide stance on either side of his outstretched legs, the apex of her thighs gaping and tingling. She watched him take hold of the base of his penis as if to steady it.
With her chest rising and falling in anticipation of his hardness deep inside, Jessica lowered herself to him, her breath catching when his hot skin touched her sensitive nub. He clutched her buttocks, and she slid effortlessly on top of him, the pure pleasure immediate.
“Oh, god,” she pined, never feeling anything as magnificent as what she was feeling at that moment. She was wrapped solidly around him, moving up and down in an undulating motion, the swell of his hardness rubbing her insides in pure ecstasy.
“We’re having unprotected sex,” she whispered in alarm. Even though she said it out loud, she didn’t do anything to stop, both of them pushing harder and deeper as if to combat the danger they were putting themselves in.
“I can pull out when I’m about to come. Or I can pull out now.”
Jessica bit her lip, the delicious ache tempting her judgment. She didn’t want the feeling to end but knew she was as fertile as they came.
“No… I…can’t risk it. I’ll get pregnant again. I always do.” Pushing back from his glistening chest, she disengaged from their game of Russian roulette and slouched on the floor next to him. Disappointment and embarrassment rushed through her like a freight train, taking her libido with it. Tim immediately stood and eagerly hoisted her to her feet.
