They kissed, this time mouths open, tongues slipping over the other’s lips. Where had he learned to kiss like this? He pushed his cock up higher, hitting her G-spot and almost making her go cross-eyed. Instinct told her to wrap her legs around his hips. She lifted herself up to do just that, sending his dick toward the back of her pussy. He pushed harder, making her butt bounce off the wall.
He licked her neck, making a groaning sound as he drove harder and deeper. Her ass continually hit the wall now, exciting her more and forcing her to dig her fingertips into his shoulders.
She was coming in record time. Usually it took a lot of work on the guy’s part to get her even close to the edge. The pleasure began in her toes and traveled up her legs to her butt and then, that was it. Her pussy pulled and tensed and she moaned into his neck, biting him in the process. He drove hard two more times and then she felt the pressure inside her body that told her he’d climaxed too.
Flynn rested his forehead on hers, slowly putting her back on the ground. The thick pile of the carpet squished through her toes and even that felt good.
“That was a slice of heaven,” he said.
He pulled at her dress. She knew he wanted to take it off her, but she held it in place.
“Honey if you’re worried about being…”
“Heavy,” she said.
“I was going to say curvy, don’t be because I like my women big, and that’s the very reason I want to see you naked.”
“It’s not that.”
“Then what is it, you got a tattoo you don’t want me to see or what?”
This was stupid. This wasn’t going to be a one-time fuck. Or at least she hoped it wasn’t going to be. They couldn’t always do it standing with her still wearing her dress.
“It’s because of this.” She let the dress open. “You might as well see it.”
He ran his hands over the scar a few inches above her pubic hair. She had a tear in her eye, remembering the day they’d cut her open and took her baby from her body. Emily. His daughter.
“You had an operation and you think the scar is ugly or what because I don’t.”
“It’s from a C-section.”
“You have a child?”
She shook her head. She should own up, but she couldn’t. Now she’d crossed the line by miles. She couldn’t risk losing him.
“I lost her.”
“I’m so sorry.” He kissed her forehead. “So you were married?”
“No, I got pregnant while I was in high school.”
“No shame in that. Happens all the time.”
Not to nice little rich girls. Or at least that’s what my mother told me.
He pulled the dress off her shoulders and then took off her bra. He held her breasts.
“I knew you’d be quite the view without your clothes, but I didn’t expect to see the most beautiful woman in the world standing before me.”
****
Flynn couldn’t get enough of her body. He loved every inch of it. He sucked her nipple while swirling his finger around inside her pussy. She wiggled and groaned, and he loved that too. He tickled the back of her channel, loving the little guttural sound she made. He guessed by the grip on his finger she was about to come.
Should he let her, or should he slip inside her and let his cock take her all the way?
He liked the latter more. Good thing, he’d already sheathed himself. Flynn got up on his knees and nudged her thighs apart and glided into her. Her warmth and tightness made him feel like the luckiest man in the world.
Her breasts were the most beautiful he’d seen; full and their nipples a dusty pink. He touched them, she touched his arm, and for the first time in forever, he felt a connection. A woman he could envision having a future with.
Flynn rocked his hips some more, diving into her deeper and faster. She pushed her legs up behind him, touching his butt as she rested her calves on him. The action made his cock slide into her pussy even farther and she groaned and pushed her chin into the air. He raised himself up, straining harder against her body until he heard her draw in her breath and then call out his name.
Not just a groan, a moan, but his name. Someone had sent this woman to him. It had to be fate that had sent her car into the ditch and him finding her.
He ran his hands over her breasts again, feeling his own climax building and building until he saw stars and fireworks. It was getting better each time they made love.
Flynn stayed inside her, resting his body down upon hers.
Yes, this time around he’d hit the jackpot.
Chapter Ten
“I can’t do it.”
Emily threw the wool and needles across the room and got up and paced up and down. For the first time since she’d meet her daughter, she had no idea what to do. Flynn had left them alone while he went out to feed the cattle, and Natalie had thought it the perfect time to give Emily her first knitting lesson.