He slowly slid in deeper and then pulled out, the rhythm excruciatingly delicious. She gasped as he angled in, his body brushing against her sensitive clit.
Her eyes rolled up in the back of her head as his lips sucked down on her nipple. Having him inside her, his lips tugging at her nipples, was too much. She was going to come again.
The man was sex on a stick, and when she came for the second time, her brain blanked. Had she passed out? She had no clue, but her whole body felt alive with fire and desire. Being with this man felt marvelous, delicious, like the most exquisite and luxurious taste on her tongue, and feel on her skin.
“So close,” Link grunted.
"Yes." Ansley couldn't believe that he was going to get her to come again.
Ansley was a hot little number,her body writhing against his. Her hot pussy felt like she was massaging his dick. She had good core muscles that worked him hotter than he’d ever been.
“So close,” he said as his balls pulled up tight.
She came again, pushing him even closer. Her fingers dug into his back, and it was all he could do to suck in another breath. He came hard, his vision blanking as she squeezed around him.
He couldn't move, because it felt so good. She held on to him, and he never wanted to let her go. After a moment, he pulled out, and they both gasped.
Leaving her body made him crave her even more. He dropped the condom into the trash can and then pulled her onto him. Her head rested on his chest, her hand stroking over his side to his hip.
“That was amazing.”
She lifted up, her gaze finding his. “You are amazing.”
Happiness filled him. Sometimes connections happened in an instant, other times it took a while. The connection he felt with Ansley had been lightning fast, and he hoped it never died out. “I hope you like this enough to do it again.”
The smile she shot him almost took his breath away. “Yes. I want to do this again.”
He grunted, glad she had liked it. “I need to recover.”
“Of course.”
He sat up and stared down at her, happiness filling him. She reached for him and ran her fingers over his cheek, sending shivers down his back.
“So tonight, you’re going to sleep in here, right?”
She nodded, her smile even wider. “Oh yeah. That sounds good.”
He dropped back to the pillow beside her. “Thank you for coming out here to be with me.”
“It’s weird, I felt a connection to you. I’ve never done anything like that before.”
Her words made him pause. “You’ve dated people, though. You’ve had, you know, sex before, right?”
Ansley let go a ragged sigh, and he felt her stiffen. Something was up, and he wasn’t sure he liked the change in her expression or her body.
She hadto tell him something, especially with that email from Pete. She shook her head, trying to clear it.
"How about we put on clothes, then I can tell you about it."
His expression went serious. “This doesn’t sound good.”
She grabbed her bra and put it on, then pulled on her shirt. This might just be the end of everything. She shouldn’t have slept with him without telling him everything. She’d had the best, and now it would be over. "I think a beer would be good now."
Link’s expression was weird, but she was acting cagey, so it made sense. She doubted he would understand, or maybe he would understand too well and tell her to leave, but she hoped not.
After dressing, they headed into the kitchen. She grabbed a beer and took a drink before sinking down on a kitchen chair.
She shook her head. “Where to start?”
