“Are we doing kinky today?”
Nolan stripped off his shirt and went to work on his footwear and jeans. “Not today. We’ll save that for another time.”
His cock was fully engorged and ready for action. Yvonne’s hands went to the hem of the uniform polo shirt she wore for work.
“No, let me.” He kissed her hard, the pressure of his lips and the sleek thrust of his tongue signaling his intent. Moisture pooled between her legs as she surrendered to him. She was his.
The second he’d dispensed with her clothes, he brushed his fingers over the fullness of her breast. She held him to her as he bathed her nipple with his tongue then sucked hard. With every touch, desire climbed inside her and they hadn’t even reached the good stuff yet. Nolan trailed his fingers lower, parted her legs and slid one thigh between hers. She quivered with the rush of cool air on her damp folds. Making love with Nolan always sent her flying, but this time seemed extra special.
“You’re so beautiful,” he whispered.
“I love you.”
His expression softened. “I know. You didn’t think I was going to let you get away did you?”
“What?” She gaped, saw the upward tilt of his lips and the humor sparking to life in his eyes.
“I love you too much. I intended to give you time before I stormed the fortress again.”
“You make me sound like a battleship.”
“No.” He bit her nipple, the sensations exquisite. “Mine.”
Chills chased across her flesh, the achy need between her thighs growing bigger, more. “Don’t use a condom,” she said, seeking his gaze and connecting with his wide eyes.
“But don’t you want to wait?”
“I’ve waited for you for a long time already.” Yvonne pressed a kiss to his pectoral muscle and sank in her teeth hard enough to make him start. “What do you say about a baby girl?”
“Are you sure?”
Yvonne cupped his face and drew him down for a kiss. “I’ve never been surer of anything in my life.”
He groaned, deepening their kiss. Desire, liquid and molten bounced between them. He nuzzled her throat and guided his cock to her entrance. His fingers branded her flesh as he pushed inside. “Yvonne, you feel perfect—hot and tight around my dick.” He pushed deeper, the friction between their bodies almost unbearable. Never had she scaled the heights of passion so quickly, and she trembled with urgent need.
Yvonne gripped his rump, felt the flex of his muscles when he embedded himself fully. The curl of arousal spiraled low in her belly, expanding when he withdrew and drove deep again. Hot, sensual flames licked up her middle, and he gave a rough growl as he upped his pace. He pushed her body deeper into the mattress, and she clung to him, trembling with the ecstasy of his possession.
“How close are you?”
“Really close,” she said.
“Touch yourself. Let me feel your finger against the base of my cock.”
Yvonne slipped her hand between their straining bodies, rubbed, and when he drove into her body again the coil of energy rippling through her snapped. Bolts of pleasure streaked to her toes, and she gasped. “Love you, Nolan.”
His cock pulsed against the walls of her vagina and his shaft seemed to thicken. He groaned and stroked into her again hard and fast. Once. Twice. His face contorted in a mask of pleasure, his big body quivering with the punch of his climax.
“Yvonne.” He stole her next breath with his kiss, the uneven thumping of his heart keeping time with her own pulse rate. “God, Yvonne. That was amazing.”
She grinned at him. “Think how much better it will feel with practice.”
“Cheeky minx.” He pulled out of her and tugged her against his sweaty body. “I was serious about spanking you.”
Laughter bubbled through her as she winked at him. “As long as the spanking comes with cooling lotion and cuddles afterward.”
They lay quietly together, his arm brushing up and down her spine.
“I need to move soon and pick up the boys.”
