Chapter 13
Chapter Thirteen
Having Joy tell me she wanted me to take off my pants was hot. Wasn’t it every man’s fantasy not to have to try to read their lover’s mind?
But behind her mischievous grin, I saw a hint of vulnerability, and I wanted to make sure that not only did she have the fun she said she wanted tonight, I wanted her to feel cherished.
“Okay, Doll, I took off my pants. Now what?”
She swiped her bottom lip with her tongue. That nervous tic of hers got to me every time she did it. She seemed at a loss. I leaned over the side of the bed and brushed back a strand of her silky hair, then kissed her temple. “How about it be my turn?”
She opened her blue eyes, shining with trust. Her gaze about knocked me over. “Okay,” she whispered.
I stood back up, wearing only my boxer briefs and socks. “I took off my shirt and pants. How about you lower the top of your dress? It seems only fair.” And just like that, I had my sexy Joy back with me.
She crossed her arms, each hand going to a shoulder strap, and eased it down until they were past her elbows, past her wrists, then finally free from her hands. I lifted my eyebrow, and she licked her lip. Apparently, the little minx was aware it drove me insane.
Out on the deck, I hadn’t gotten to see the color of her nipples, but now I saw they were a pretty pink. Pink, aroused, and tipped up, as if calling out to me. I couldn’t wait to get my mouth on them again.
“Graham. Are you listening to me?” Her voice was husky and just a little bit sharp.
“How could I possibly be listening to you when I’m actually seeing your naked breasts for the first time? You’re fucking gorgeous.”
Her soft laughter made me shiver.
“Take off your briefs,” she breathed.
She was looking at me like I was a dish of chocolate mousse, and I’d never been harder.
I shook my head. Time for our little game to end.
I got on the bed and knelt in front of her.
I grabbed her stretchy dress and slowly pulled it down past her hips, her thighs, and then all the way off.
I concentrated on that, ignoring the froth of pink lace that covered nothing.
If I looked at it, I would lose my mind.
Her dress flew over my shoulder, and she shuddered. “That’s not fair. Your underwear was supposed to come off.”
“All’s fair in love and war. Remember, baby?”
Now I looked.
Holy fuck.
I’d seen panties before. More than my share of panties. But these had little flowers on either side, connected by lace that reached down to where a flower was covering her mound.
Jesus Christ.
I’d never before looked at a woman’s pussy and thought it was adorable, but I was now. Not only adorable, but it was also sweet.
I bet she tasted sweet. My taste buds were salivating for a taste of her honey, but even with my all-consuming need, I was careful as I pulled down her delicate panties. I definitely wanted her to wear them again.
“Now your briefs?” Joy’s voice sounded weak.
“Nope. Now it’s time for my dessert,” I whispered as I parted Joy’s legs. She’d been lying down flat, but she pushed herself back up onto her elbows. Apparently, my girl liked to watch.
“You’re so ready for me,” I murmured against her skin. “I can see just how much you want this.” I licked up her inner thigh, then took a long indrawn breath when I got to her core. “Oh yeah, I can tell just how excited you got when we kissed.”
“Graham. You’re not supposed to say things like that,” she wailed.
I lapped up some of her cream that glistened on her folds, then parted the delicate lips of her sex so I could get to the good stuff.
“I’m not supposed to say that you have the prettiest pussy I’ve ever seen? I’m not supposed to say how I can’t wait to suck on your clit?” It was so sexy to watch more goodness drip from her core each time I talked dirty to her.
“Graham,” she gasped. “No more talking.”
She was right; it was time to get serious.
As I licked her from bottom to top, she cried out.
I couldn’t understand what she said, but it sounded positive, so I did it again.
Soon her hands were tangled in my hair, and I definitely knew I was on the right track.
Damn, I could keep this up for hours. Her taste was like a lick of a vanilla ice cream cone on a bright summer’s day. Like sunshine.
Her nails bit into my scalp, and she called out my name again. I tugged at her lips so that I could thrust my tongue deep into her hot sheath. As I plunged, the deeper her nails dug in. She shook, and I hadn’t even touched her clit yet.
I pulled out and dragged my beard against her delicate flesh.
“Don’t stop,” she wailed.
The way she responded to my touch, to everything I was doing, was like a gift. To see her vulnerable like this, trusting me to pleasure her, made something primal take over. I didn’t want to just protect Joy, I needed to protect her. This wasn’t just getting off, this was about Joy. My Joy.
I circled her clit with my tongue, again and again, and gloried in her moans.
Had I ever had a woman who got into this as much as I did? I couldn’t wait to get my dick inside her. No, this was different. More. Joy wasn’t just reacting to me, she was meeting me stroke for stroke, taking as much as she was giving. And fuck if that didn’t undo me.
Scraping her clit gently with my teeth, I started an in-and-out rhythm with my fingers that seemed to drive her crazy. Too bad I couldn’t talk dirty at the same time. I kept going.
“Graham! Stop this and fuck me!”
I laughed again. There was no way I was going to stop until she had at least two more orgasms. The one on the couch didn’t count. That had only been heavy petting.
I curved my fingers so that I could find that secret spot that would drive my baby out of her mind. It didn’t take long. I started to circle her g-spot as I lightly sucked her clit. She trembled beneath me, her fingers loosened in my hair, but her core clenched around my fingers.
Again, she said something that I couldn’t decipher, then she shrieked. Her slick tissues pulsed around my fingers, trapping me inside the most guarded part of her.
As she started to come down from her peak, I circled her clit with my tongue, faster and faster. Her breathing was coming out in short bursts. Once again, her nails were biting into my scalp, clutching my hair.
“Not again,” she wailed. “It’s too much.”
She was wrong. It wasn’t nearly enough.
Around and around, I circled her needy nub with my tongue until I grasped it softly between my teeth. I scraped my teeth back and forth in a gentle stroke, and Joy screamed for her lord to save her. Then she finally let go of my hair as she fell flat onto the bed. Totally spent.
She was magnificent.
I kissed her pussy as I pulled my fingers out of her core. I stood up to go to the bathroom and wash up when her voice stopped me.
“Where in the hell do you think you’re going?” she slurred.
I turned to her. “I’m going to clean up, and then I thought you might appreciate a warm, wet cloth between your legs for a few minutes.”
She rolled over and turned on the bedside light. She propped her head on her elbow and stared at me. “You thought wrong, big guy.” Her voice was getting clearer. “I want you to drop those briefs as promised and finish the job.”
It took me a second to comprehend what she was saying, then I threw my head back and laughed. I had my briefs off in record time.
“Now, I don’t have the gift for dirty talking like you do, but damn! That is a mighty nice…uhm…”
“You can say it, baby. It’s a cock.”
I watched in fascination as she blushed.
“Aren’t you the same woman who shouted out that I should fuck her, not so long ago?”
“That was different. I did that when you were doing things. I can’t be held responsible for what I said during those times.”
I shook my head and started laughing again. I put a knee on the bed, then bent down and kissed my embarrassed beauty. Soon I was lying beside her, and we were lost in one another. Her lips tasted almost as good as her pussy. But this way, I got to play with her nipples. She arched up into my touch.
Joy was writhing against me, her legs curling around my hips. I needed to slow this program down and suit up.
“Baby, slow down for a sec,” I said after I lifted my mouth from hers.
“You better tell me you have condoms,” Joy bit out. “If you don’t, I’ll be forced to kill you.”
There I was, laughing again. Who the hell knew this was even possible?
“I have condoms. And they’re within reach.”
I leaned over and opened my nightstand drawer. I yanked out the box I’d bought two weeks ago. I’d already taken off the plastic wrapping for easy access. Snagging a packet, I knelt up on the bed, tore open the package, and wrapped up in record time.
“Did you do drills for that?” Joy asked.
“Huh?”
“You know, military drills like the shooting range, only y’all practiced how fast you could roll on a condom.”
I’d been in the process of positioning Joy exactly where I needed her when she finished her smartass statement. “You know, wiseass women get their dick privileges taken away.”
She widened her legs and pushed up with her pelvis, giving me the prettiest view imaginable. “Really? You’re going to deny me?”
Fuck! I was doomed.
“Three orgasms, right? I think you’re going to have to work for your fourth one,” I said as I entered her in one smooth stroke. Her smile was a thing of beauty. I fell forward onto my forearms and pressed a light kiss on her swollen lips.
“You feel so good inside me,” Joy whispered.
“You’re the one who feels good,” I countered. “Feeling you pull me in and squeeze me hard makes me crazy.”
“Stop talking and get to work.”
“You like it when I talk,” I grinned. I pulled out of her sheath slowly, then pushed back in. She moaned, and I groaned.
She grabbed my head and brought it down to hers.
She captured my lips in a mind-blowing kiss, but it didn’t stop my pace.
Joy was loving the way I was fucking her as much as I was.
I could tell by her desperate kisses. But I wanted more.
Her breasts had been driving me mad all evening.
Seeing her up on stage, with her tits bouncing as she swayed on that stage?
Glorious.
I yanked my head from her grip and kissed my way down her jaw. I kissed my way down her neck, along her collarbone, until I finally closed my lips around her diamond-hard nipple. I sucked that beauty like it was a cherry lollipop.
Joy smashed her pelvis harder against mine, grinding against me. She was close, which was a damn good thing because I was about ready to lose it.
Tremors shot down my spine as my balls tightened up. I looked into Joy’s wide blue eyes. Just a little something more to send her over the edge. A nudge.
“Joy,” I breathed against her ear, my voice cracking. “You’re everything. You’re absolutely everything.” The truth of it hit me as I said it. This woman had somehow become my whole world without me even realizing it.
I felt soft kisses against my neck, then she breathed my name against my throat. “Graham.” The way she said it was almost like a prayer.
I gently kissed her, but soon our desire spiked, and her channel clamped around my cock like a velvet vice, pulling me straight into oblivion. I felt her go first, her breathy cries mixing with mine as we came together, the heat, the sweat, the pleasure crashing over us like a goddamn tidal wave.
My hips jerked, the last of my release spilling into her as she trembled beneath me.
I groaned, pressing my forehead against hers, both of us trying to catch our breath. For a long time, neither of us spoke.
Joy started to giggle.
“What?”
“Told you, you needed to stop talking and get to work.” She smirked.
“Bullshit. You love it when I talk dirty.”
Her smirk turned into a soft smile. “Actually, Graham, I’ll tell you what I love.”
Looking down at Joy, her hair wild, skin glowing, and her eyes soft with trust and satisfaction and maybe something even deeper, I realized I was completely gone. She was it for me.
“What?” My heart stopped beating as I waited for her answer.
“I love making love with you… when can we do it again?”
The answer was simple; I never wanted to stop.