Heather licks her lips and wraps one hand around my length. “Much better.”
I reach out and place a hand over hers, stilling her advance. “I need…”
The sexy little vixen looks up at me, lust glazing her eyes as she slides her other hand into her underwear. “You need what, Tony?” She glances toward her questing hand, biting her lip. “Do you need what I’ve got down here…?”
A growl escapes me as I thrust my pants to my ankles, step out of the pile, and leave my shoes behind. Heather falls back on the bed, spreading her thighs wide. A seductive smile curves her mouth before she pops one slick finger between her lips, sucking her own juices off the slim digit. “Mmmm…”
The pulse throbs in my head as I climb onto the bed. She’s so fucking hot. All I want to do is slam myself inside her. Something in my face must startle her. She sits up and her sexy look is replaced by an expression I’m too far gone to read.
“Tony?”
I crawl between her legs, forcing myself to wait to hear what she has to say.
“You need a condom.” The frantic gerbil-wheel of my mind draws an utter blank. I think I might have one in my wallet, but I’m not sure.
Heather stretches across the covers, reaching one slender arm to the side of her bed, where I see a brand new package of condoms lying on her nightstand. The tight fist of tension around my heart eases. Thank God for an organized woman.
She looks at me with raised eyebrows and I nod, unsure I can make anything but an unintelligible grunt right now. I run a hand up her thigh, enjoying the feel of her skin. The unwelcome delay helps to cool some of my raging lust, and I take a deep breath while she tears open the package and removes a foil-wrapped packet.
“May I?” she asks, an impish grin of mischief on her face.
“Uh-huh.”
She rips the foil in a flash and sheaths my cock with the thin membrane, her hot little hands stroking and teasing me in the process.
“Where were we?” She leans back on the bed, a look of feigned innocence on her face. “Oh…,” she says while slipping a hand once more under the red lace of her panties. “I think we were right here…”
Just like that, she ratchets my desires to where they were, making me a raging beast of hormones interested in getting into her as fast as I can. I lean down, gently drawing her fingers from her panties while I tug the lace aside.
The plump flesh of her aroused lips lay open to my gaze, pulling a jump of response from my cock. I test her folds with my fingers, dipping into her depth. Slick warmth greets my touch, confirming she’s more than ready for me.
I position myself over her, unable to do anything but focus on getting inside her sweet little body. Heather reaches down and pulls her thong aside with one hand and guides the head of my cock to her opening with the other.
For a moment I stare into her eyes, feeling lost. In the next, I push forward and plunge my length into her waiting heat. Her hips tilt up to meet my thrust, the clasping depth of her pulling me deeper. I draw back and push my hips forward again, the nerve endings along my cock screaming in pleasure at her tight sheath.
Rough hands grab my ears and guide my face to her hot, seeking mouth. Her tongue plunges between my lips, keeping time with my cock slamming into her. The pleasing pressure to come is upon me far too soon. I piston my hips faster, one fist grabbing her silky curls and tugging her head back slightly. I break our kiss and bend to her throat, biting and kissing her taut flesh, eager to claim all of her in this joining, not just her body.
I want to make this woman mine.
Before I can rein in my release, it breaks, bowing my back and ripping a strangled cry from my throat. The crest of sexual energy crashes over me, causing my eyes to close as each pulse shoots another wave of intense pleasure through me. I loosen my grip on her hair and open my eyes.
The sensual minx smiles up at me and swirls her hips.
“Now, it’s my turn.”
Chapter Nine
Heather
Tony’s choked laughter sounds in my ear, his hot breath fanning my skin. “You didn’t really think I’d forget about you, did you?”
I circle my hips, emphasizing my need. I’m unsure if he’d treat me like Jimmy did, ignoring me once his needs were met—but deep inside, a part of me doubts it.
His moist mouth latches onto my neck, drawing in the skin and sucking lightly. I place my hands against his shoulders and push. “Hey! Don’t leave marks. I have work tomorrow.”
Tony releases the pressure, and if his lingering over the spot with short kisses is anything to go by, I’d guess he let go with reluctance. He flexes his ass, plunging his still hard cock back inside me. “Would that be so bad?”