Alysse felt her arms tremble and then a minute later, Jay’s arm was around her to support her while he pleasured her. She slowly slipped a hand to touch him while he continued to caress her breasts.
She undid the button at the top of his jeans and gradually lowered the zipper, caressing him through the barrier of his boxers. He shifted his hips and she gripped his cock. It was hot and hard and she slid her hand up and down its length until his hips bucked forward and a drop of moisture was at her fingertip. She rubbed it over the head of his cock and then stroked him again.
He found the fastening of her jeans and undid them. She moved, trying to get her pants off but it wasn’t going to happen while she was sitting on his lap. She pushed herself to her feet and shimmied out of her jeans and then turned back to him.
“I can’t believe we’re here. Like this. After everything that’s happened,” he said. He reached out and trailed his fingers down her stomach and around her belly button. Then his touch moved lower and he cupped her intimately.
His fingers gently stroked against her mostsensitive flesh. She wanted—no needed—more and she wouldn’t be denied any longer. She pushed against his shoulders, urging him back to his chair but he shook his head.
“No way. I’ve dreamed of this moment for too long,” he said.
She was taken aback at his words. Soon she felt his mouth against her shoulder, kissing and suckling as he continued along her arm. He kept that one hand between her legs, fingers teasing her, as his other hand slipped her bra away.
His eyes narrowed intensely as his gaze fixed on her exposed torso. She splayed her hands on his chest and, in a reverent way, opened his jeans. She pushed them down his legs along with his boxers. He stepped carefully out of them while continuing to explore her body with his mouth.
She touched his cock. He stopped then, and lifted her up to carry her. She put her arm around his shoulders to steady herself as he strode to the table. He set her on her feet next to it. Then he walked around the gazebo and lowered the curtains so that no one could see in. She watched every movement, admiring his fluid grace.
“Like what you see?” he asked when they were closed off from the world.
“Very much,” she admitted.
“Good,” he said. He returned to her side and kissed her. His hands were on her waist and he raised her up onto the table. She felt a little uncertain, but when he stepped between her legs and she felt the hot nudge of the tip of his cock she stopped worrying. She knew this was right.
He cupped her bottom and drew her closer. She responded, wrapping her legs around his hips, but he pushed them down and away. Instead, he took her hands in his and placed them on the table on either side of her. “Lean back.”
She did and her breasts jutted out, as if on display, her nipples painfully tight. He leaned down and kissed eachnipple, scraping briefly, carefully with his teeth before he nibbled his way down to her stomach. His tongued dipped into her belly button, readying her instantly. Then he nibbled her hip bone before gently tonguing his way to her center.
She felt his fingers first, then the brush of his tongue against her clit. She screamed his name and immediately put her hands to his head. She needed to touch him as he found that sweet bud of passion and sucked on it. She knew she was close to climaxing as soon as the tip of his finger penetrated her and the rolling wave of her orgasm began to wash over her. Eagerly, her body responded, desperate for more. He lifted his head.
She stared down at him. “Take me, Jay.”
He nodded and reached for his jeans. She saw him draw out a condom from his pocket. He opened the package and put the protection on quickly before returning to her.
He spread her legs and then she felt him tap her clit with his cock. She shivered as he rubbed himself against her and then she caught her breath as the tip of his cock entered her. But he paused there and she shifted under him, trying to get all of him.
“Beg me,” he said.
“Please...take me, Jay.”
He slid another tiny inch inside of her. “That’s not begging,” he said, leaning forward so that his chest teased her tingling breasts.
He whispered naughty, dirty sexual ideas in her ear and her muscles clenched around him. She felt his hips jerk, and she bit the lobe of his ear.
She could sense the shiver that went through him and then a moment later he filled her completely. She tightened her legs around his waist as he took her, relentlessly moving in and out of her body.
“Come for me,” he said.
She was already from the moment he’d first thrust inside her. What control she had left was quickly slipping away. Her clit was pulsing as one sensation after another claimed her. He leaned down and kissed and sucked the side of her neck as his hips pistoned forward. On a breathy cry, her name passed his lips, and she felt his hard, smooth cock spilling into her.
Alysse ran her hand up and down his strong back and buried her face against his chest. His breath sawed in and out of his body and she relished the afterglow.
He held her loosely in his arms and then brought her to the chair with him where he’d cradled her earlier. He held her to him and she let him. She rested her head against his chest and pretended she was never going to have to leave this spot.
She wanted to stay with him, like this, and remember that one perfect week they’d spent in each other’s arms.
But that wasn’t going to happen. She sat up and faced him.
His expression went from relaxed and sated to guarded. “I guess that was a mistake?”
