“Oh sweetheart, if I’d known you had this on we never would have made it bowling.”
Brandon set her on the dining room table. It was just the right height for the things he had in mind. Jezebel grinned up at him.
“Now where would the fun be in that? I have been anticipating this.” He groaned as she brought his hand down to her pussy. “Feel how much.” Brandon slid a single digit into her wet pussy. He closed his eyes, and if he was a dog he swore he would be panting right now.
“Fuck, sweetheart, you’re soaking wet.”
Jezebel nodded, and a sexy smile curled her lips. “What ya gonna do about it?”
Growling he dropped down and buried his face into her pussy. She groaned and arched into his tongue as it came out to tease her clit. Then he added a second finger, pumping in and out of her core. Jezebel’s legs wrapped around him pulling him closer.
Brandon savored her taste as her juices flowed. He pumped faster and lapped at her enjoying the cream she gave him. His body itched, and the clothes he had on felt too tight and restricting. He needed them off, and he needed to be buried inside her welcoming heat, but first she needed to come.
Adding another digit he stretched her, preparing her for his cock that was eager to take over. He let his teeth scrape over her puckered little bud and let his tongue slip into the end of her pussy. He purred as she yelled his name and her core quivered around his fingers. Lapping at her pussy he eased his fingers out sucking them into his mouth before he slowly nibbled his way up her body.
Brandon grinned over Jezebel as she gazed at him with passion-filled eyes. Her hand came up, and her fingers brushed his hair out of his eyes. “Mmm, and to think I was shy and innocent before I met you.”
Giving her a toothy grin he lined his cock up and spread her pussy lips sliding his dick home. Jezebel’s eyes blazed, and her head threw back. He moved her further down the table so he could drive deeper into her. God, she was tight. Gripping her hips he watched her tits bounce as he drove into her over and over again. Her little mewls and sighs drove his hunger for her higher until he didn’t know how much more he could take.
Jezebel was breathing hard and panting for breath. Her fingers searched for something to hold onto to. He leaned forward, and she wrapped her arms around him bring him down to her. As he pumped harder into her she groaned, “More, oh, please more.”
Her nails scratched at him, and he leaned down latching onto her neck and sucking just below her ear. That was what she needed. She forged up to meet his thrusts and dug her nails in as her core squeezed around him trying to milk him of everything he had. Letting himself go he drove down into her letting his head fall back and roared his release.
Bliss settled through him, and he basked in it knowing he’d held on and satisfied his mate. He soft cock slipped out of her, and he resisted the urge to lie with her.
Groaning, he realized they weren’t in the best spot. He leaned down and gathered his satisfied mate and walked with her straddling him to the bedroom.
When he eased them down on the bed she sighed in contentment and snuggled into him. “I love the way you make me feel,” she murmured sleepily.
Brandon rested his lips over hers, brushing them back and forth. “The feeling is mutual, sweetheart. I’m a very lucky man.” He kissed her gently and held her tight. His world at that moment was perfect.
Chapter Eleven
It had been too late to go visit Travis when she got home the night before. Today was Christmas. Brandon had wanted her to spend the night at his parents’ house and celebrate in the morning with the rest of his family. He’d even said her family was welcome for lunch, but Jess wanted to have time with her family, and she had said she would go visit Travis. She had spent the last couple of Christmases with him and his family.
Easing out of her warm bed she stretched her well used body. She loved the way Brandon made her feel. She never felt desired like just a look from Brandon could do to her.
Walking to the shower she turned on the taps and stripped getting in the shower. Jezebel’s mind flashed to images of yesterday’s crazed romp on the dining room table. Mmm. Who would have thought she of all people would be driving a man so crazy he took her on the table? Her body heated at the things Brandon did to her. The warm spray of water did nothing to cool her rising need. The man was lethal.
Ducking her head under the cool water she told herself to calm down. Today was Christmas, and she had a lot to do and get done. Switching the taps off she got out and opened the cabinet to get a towel out and wrap it around herself.
Walking back into her room she checked the clock, surprised to see the early time. Her brothers would still be asleep. She would go visit Travis before everyone woke and check on him.