Soon, waves of passion rolled through her. Angie’s orgasm tightened in her core and she sensed he was close as well. But they both continued licking, sucking, nipping, and torturing one another until Angie felt her insides detonate. Ecstasy made all her internal muscles tremor as she tasted his explosion.
Chapter Three
They had readjusted, thrown down some blankets, and were snuggling on his living room floor. Eric had to admit he loved the way her head rested on his shoulder and how her long, chestnut brown hair fell around him. Her feminine curves turned him on and those soulful eyes were simply captivating. I’ve got to remember to thank Casey for sending me this goddess. He closed his eyes and enjoyed the moment.
But just as they both started to drift off to sleep, his little dog decided it was the perfect time to join the party. The miniature poodle tried nuzzling and licking her way in between them. Angie’s laugh was relaxed as he tried to pull the fur ball off of them. “I’ve gotta admit, I never would have pegged you for a small, yappy dog type.”
“Princess was the best thing I got out of my last relationship. She left me for another guy and pretty much took everything else.”
“Sorry.” Angie took the pooch and got a face covered in dog kisses.
“I’m not.” He stood and opened the glass sliding door. Princess jumped out of Angie’s hands and streaked out into the backyard. “If she were still around, I’m pretty sure my sister wouldn’t have dropped you on my doorstep.”
“I take it back. I’m not sorry either.” He watched her take one of the blankets and wrap it around her body. The cleavage peeking out and the way her body formed the perfect hourglass made him want her all over again. “Would you like to explore another room?”
She sashayed over and kissed his chin. “Let the dog back in. I’ll go find your bedroom and amuse myself until you can take over.”
***
What has gotten into me? Angie left him all hot and bothered in the living room. When did I become such a sex kitten? If I weren’t enjoying it so much, I’d be worried. Early midlife crisis? Who cares! She found his bedroom easily enough. It was large and inviting with a king-sized bed front and center. No time to rethink things. I did tell him I was going to amuse myself. She let her blanket drop to the floor and crawled into his warm bed. He had been asleep in it only a little while ago.
She got comfortable under his sheets and stroked herself. It was pure madness how much she still wanted him, needed him. Sliding a finger into her pussy, she closed her eyes and pictured every inch of his body.
“I’ve never wanted anything more.” His husky voice came from the end of the bed. He ripped the sheets off her and slowly took hold of her hand, watching as her finger withdrew from her depths.
Angie opened her eyes and smiled up at him. “Then come get it.”
“I think I will.” He went retrieved a condom out of his bedside table. Tearing it out of the wrapping, it sent chills through her just seeing him roll it over his hard dick.
Climbing into bed, he spread her legs and positioned his cock at her opening. When he leaned in to kiss her, he simultaneously entered her slick folds and filled her. Their joining rocked her with a ripple of orgasms that took her breath away.
Eric seemed to understand and didn’t move for a minute or two as her internal spasms quaked through her. Instead, he added to her sheer agony by sucking and playing with her taunt nipples. “I love the way I can feel you coming,” he whispered.
“Your turn,” she said between rasping breaths as she stirred under his weight. He took one of her legs and tossed it over his shoulder before he gently began moving in and out of her. Time for that wild monkey sex. Moving her hips to meet his, they increased the pace.
“Harder,” she cried as they took each other with force.
Nothing had ever felt this good.
Chapter Four
The early morning sunlight filtered in through his bedroom curtains and the smell of fresh coffee drifted in the air. Angie sat up to find herself alone in his bed. Should I feel sleazy? I mean, I did just have a one-night-stand. But she couldn’t do it; she couldn’t talk herself into regretting any of it. Last night had been amazing.
She got out of bed and found one of his button downs to put on when he entered the room with two steaming hot mugs. “You’re not running away are you?” Eric asked with an easy smile. “I’ve got your sundress in the machine and I’m planning on holding it hostage.”
“In that case.” She slipped on his shirt and took a moment to enjoy being wrapped in his scent one more time. “Maybe I’ll wait a bit before I make my escape.”