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My Son(56)

By:Marie Kelly


“Kelly… are you sure?” he whispered

She in turn moaned softly before smiling and nodding gently

“Yes… ” she replied huskily her eyes holding his

With that he once more captured her lips with his own, kissing her so sensually as to make her whole body shudder.

Pulling himself from her, to a whimper of protestation, he stood over her quickly removing the trousers, socks and shoes which stood between him and his need at that moment. She watched him undress hurriedly from half closed eyes and again admired his strong agile body. She gasped as his hard manhood was released showing how large and erect he was. It had been years since a man had touched her in this way and for a second she panicked that he would be too much for her, but the wetness between her legs had already prepared her and she was half out of her mind with desire, as never before had a man made her body react in this way. She wanted him totally and impatiently she moved her hands over her head opening her thighs in invitation to him while her lips parted.

“Marc…please” she whispered

He groaned a long shuddering sound of desire and arching his body over hers and with one smooth movement he entered her.

She had cried out in pleasure at his sudden possession, moaning as she felt him slide his whole length within her. For a second she could feel as he had paused, his head falling to gently kiss her as he fought to control the sensations being deep within her were raising within him, as he groaned a deep guttural sound before once more moving inside her, his slow thrusting movements causing her whole body to shiver in sheer ecstasy. She could feel as he pushed into her his stroking inflaming the very core of her being, until Kelly had felt as the waves of pleasure had swamped her, her hands and feet clinging to Marc as with a cry her body was racked with the most spectacular orgasm she had ever experienced, the tremors flowing from the very centre of her right down to her fingers and toes, her head becoming light and suddenly very detached from the rest of her body.

As she erupted below him, her head had been thrown back panting and crying out in delight, her back arched and fingers grasping at his shoulders. Feeling as her muscles had clenched so deeply around him he too had lost control as he thrust harder and deeper into her, until with a final stroke he too began to shudder, joining her in spectacular release. His cries had joined hers for what seemed an age, their bodies locked as the tremors had continued to wrack them, both lost in the sensations which raged between them, before releasing them to gently float back down into each other’s arms, each panting, gulping in deep lungfuls’ of air.

Slowly Marc had raised himself from her to slide sideways so that he could lie cradling her in his arms while they looked deeply into each other’s eyes. He always knew from the first time he had set eyes on her that it would be like this, and his heart soared as he held her, feeling her melding against him totally relaxed and happy. Kelly’s eyes had shone with an inner light which made him grin back with one of his heart stopping smiles which had her now rested heart jumping again. At that moment she had no words to truly express how happy she felt; basking in the way he looked at her, his eyes so warm and tender as she tried to say the words that she knew had to be said

She loved him so much and although she was sure that her body had already given away her feelings, she still needed to voice those words, not yet sure of his feelings for her. His love making proved that he wanted her, their bodies had bonded so dramatically that there was no argument or room for doubt. However, for how long would he feel this way, was she really just the next in a long list of women?

“Kelly” he said before she could talk

“I have been such a fool”

She had looked at him with surprise

“Why…” She asked softly, seeing as a small wry smile had twisted his wonderful mouth

“You and Philip”

She had groaned in frustration

“Marc there was never a Phil and I” she began before he had placed a finger on her lips to quieten her

“I know” he sighed softly

“I was so jealous of him… I actually wanted to do him harm”

Kelly had giggled

“Marc he’s your best friend”

“I know” he groaned again “and I am such a bad person”

She had shaken her head

“But tonight when he and Theresa arrived all I could think about was you, about how much this was going to hurt you.”

With a twinkle continuing

“And then I wanted to kill him”

Kelly had giggled gently

“Marc there is something you should know. I already knew about him and Theresa. I wasn’t seeing him, I was helping him”