Grace flipped a light switch, which turned on the two lamps in her living room, then tossed her purse on a side table.Before she could step away from him, Sean grabbed her around the waist and pulled her close.Her ass cradled his erection, and he couldn’t resist thrusting his hips forward.She stretched her arms back and wrapped them around his head as he nibbled on her neck and exposed shoulder.Her perfume was sweet and sensual and drove him crazy.
A meow interrupted them, and Sean lifted his head to see Rico sitting on the back of the couch, staring at them.He shook his finger at the cat.“Sorry, Rico, but your first night here will not be in your mom’s bed.I plan on spending the entire night getting to know every inch of her body.Now, if you’ll excuse us…”
Giggling at his inane lecture to her new pet, Grace took his hand and led him to her bedroom, clearly intent on letting him do exactly what he’d just said.Sean shut the bedroom door in case Rico tried to follow them.When Grace’s hands went to the zipper on the back of her dress, he stopped her.“Uh-uh.Let me.”
She dropped her hands and watched him over her shoulder.Ever so slowly, he lowered the zipper, his mouth watering at each new inch of exposed skin.
When the zipper couldn’t go any further, he peeled the dress off her shoulders and let it fall into a pool of silk at her feet.She was now standing in nothing but her black, lacy bra, thong panties, and her “come-fuck-me,” high-heeled shoes.Yeah, those would stay on for a while because her legs looked gorgeous in them.
Pulling her against his chest and groin, he continued what he’d started out in the living room.His lips, tongue, and teeth, respectively, kissed, licked, and nibbled on her shoulders and neck as his hands reached around and cupped her breasts.Grace’s head fell back onto his shoulder, and she moaned in pleasure.The sound went straight to his throbbing cock, and he ground his pelvis into her ass again.
Her hands went to his hips and held him in place as she gyrated her own.Unable to help himself, Sean bit down hard on the curve of her neck, then quickly licked the sting away.His fingers lifted the band of her bra, and her breasts dropped free.Spinning her around, he bent forward and drew one of her nipples into his mouth while rolling the other between his thumb and forefinger.He stepped forward, urging her back onto the bed.Before letting her lie down, he unhooked her bra and pulled it down her arms, tossing it to the side.
Shifting from side to side, Grace made her way to the middle of the bed, with Sean following, never leaving her breasts as he alternated between them with his mouth and fingers.He felt her trying to get her heels off and lifted his head.“Leave them on, Gracie.You look so sexy in them, I want you in nothing but them.”
Grabbing the sides of her thong, he proved his point by sliding it down her legs and throwing it atop her bra.
She removed the clip from her hair, letting it frame her face.Her gaze followed his hands as they undid the buttons of his shirt.His heart beat faster when she played with the rosy peaks of her breasts.Sean quickly removed the rest of his clothes and removed a condom from his wallet.
Shit!How long has this been in there?
His worry was gone in a flash as he remembered it was a replacement after a colleague had begged for one after hooking up in a bar they went to occasionally for happy hour in Jacksonville.
Dropping to his knees beside the bed, he pulled her to the edge and placed her legs over his shoulders.One of the heels of her shoes scraped his back, and his dick grew even harder.He kissed his way up her inner thighs until his mouth found her bare pussy lips.He sucked on their plumpness, then impaled her with his tongue.Grace’s hips bucked, but his hands held her in place as he feasted on her.The taste of her feminine spice was heaven.He could stay there and eat her for hours, but not tonight—there was so much more he wanted to do to her.First, he wanted her to come for him.
His fingers went to her clit and tortured the little bud as he fucked her with his tongue.Grace’s breathing and moaning increased with each second that passed until she was begging for release.“P-please, Sean… I need… oh my God… please!”
The corners of his mouth ticked upward as he picked up the pace.Her orgasm hit her like a tidal wave.Her thighs clenched his head, her heels dug into his back, and her body shook with an intense force as she screamed her release.Rubbing her clit, he thrust the fingers of his other hand into her tight channel and prolonged her pleasure as best he could.
As she floated back to earth, she gasped for air.“Holy shit… that… that…”
Sean chuckled while reaching for the condom.“I’ll take that as meaning I left you speechless, which does wonders for my ego.But the night has just begun.Move back on the bed, sweetheart.Let’s see if I can get another one of those out of you.”
Crawling onto the bed until he hovered over her, he took her mouth with his, and their tongues danced together.She sucked on his lips, and he realized she was enjoying the taste of herself on him.Her legs wrapped around his hips as he lined his cock up with the slit of her pussy.Her pelvis tilted, silently begging him to enter her.He eased in as her body yielded to him, and then he saw stars.Her wet heat drove him to near insanity, and he had to force himself not to rut her like a wild animal—at least not this first time.
With each thrust of his hips, he slid further into the tight channel until he was buried to the hilt.Grace’s nails scratched his back, sending a shiver of ecstasy down his spine.He loved being clawed by a woman during sex.Why, he didn’t know, but it was a huge, fucking turn-on for him.And tomorrow, he would revel in the marks she left on him.
Rising on his elbows, he pumped in and out of her while watching her expressions.Her eyes were open but glazed over as she bit her bottom lip.Her groans and gasps urged him on.Reaching down, he tucked his arm under her leg and bent it toward her chest, then shifted his hips to an angle that had them both moaning loudly.The woman was going to be the death of him.“Fuck, baby.You’re so tight, I won’t last much longer.”
A tingling started at the base of his spine, and he leaned down, gently biting her nipple.As he’d hoped, it sent her flying again.Her walls spasmed around him, and white and black dots flashed before his eyes.Pounding into her, he felt his balls draw up tight and roared his release.Never in his life had he come so hard or so long.He shook with the impact until he was spent, and it took everything in him not to collapse his full weight onto Grace’s body.Dropping his head to her shoulder, he struggled to get some much-needed oxygen to his lungs.“Damn… woman… and here I thought… it would be best… if I went home earlier… I hate to tell you this, but… I may never walk again… at least not until tomorrow… morning.”
Beneath him, Grace purred like a kitten.“Well, you won’t hear me complaining.Consider yourself invited to stay for the rest of the night, as long as we can do that again at some point.”
Lifting his head, he smirked at her.“Oh, we will.Scouts honor.”
“You were a Boy Scout?”
“Nope,” he said as his smile widened, “but it sounded better than a pinkie swear.”
Turning off the ignition of her BMW convertible, Jessica Daly stared at the decrepit tobacco factory on the outskirts of Elizabeth City.It had been shut down for nearly three decades after the company’s cigarette manufacturing profits were eaten up by the larger, more popular brands.It seemed no one wanted to purchase the three-hundred-acre property and pay to have the one-million-square-foot building demolished—especially since there was really nothing else of value in the area.
Grabbing her oversized purse and the portable video camera she’d brought along, Jessica climbed from the vehicle, then shut and locked the door.It was a few minutes before 11:00 p.m., but the nearly full moon provided plenty of light.There was no other vehicle in sight, but several bay doors where trucks used to enter the building were missing, so someone could easily have driven inside.
To her right, a beam of light skittered across the property toward her.Someone was signaling her from inside the building.Putting the straps of her purse and camera bag over her shoulder, she also made sure her gun was within reach at the small of her back—one could never be too careful.She’d gotten a pistol permit months ago after another street reporter in Virginia and her cameraman were shot and killed on live TV while conducting an interview.
Making her way across the cracked pavement peppered with weeds and garbage, Jessica scanned the area as she tried not to trip and fall.Thankfully, she’d worn comfortable clothes and shoes that were still appropriate for the camera.
A lone figure stood in an open doorway and pointed his flashlight at her feet.That was nice of him, giving her more light to see by.As she neared the doorway, she took in his appearance.He was a white male, probably in his mid to late thirties, and kind of cute.His brown hair was neatly trimmed, and he wore jeans and a blue button-down shirt.
