After a few moments, he withdrew his hand and licked his fingers clean. She tasted like heaven and honey and he didn’t think he would ever get enough of her. Her thighs were trembling as she tried to catch her breath. Finally, she slunk farther onto his lap. Her pussy once against settled up against his now–leaking cock.
When her head came up, she had a twinkle in her eyes. “Will you slide your hips forward a bit?” He did as she asked and was thrilled when she gripped him in her hand. She used her own juices as a lubricant to slowly drive him crazy. He widened his legs further and she was able to graze his balls with her nails. She was torturing him, just as he had tortured her.
He let his head fall back as she pumped her hand up and down. When she shifted in his lap, his breath hitched. He lifted his head just in time to watch her sink that succulent pussy down onto him. She was deliciously tight as she inched his cock into her. Finally, she was resting completely on his thighs and he groaned as she clenched around him.
Using the balls of her feet, she set a deliciously slow rhythm which had them both sweating in minutes. When she began to swirl her hips, he was barely holding on.
“Daphne, baby, you’re going to have to get off of me. I am barely holding on and I don’t have a condom on.” He rested his forehead against her chest as she stilled on top of him. She kissed him deeply and began to ride him in short, quick strokes. He gripped her hips, digging his fingers into her. “Daphne...” He didn’t have the chance to finish his sentence. She quickly climbed off of his lap and kneeled at his side. Before he knew it she was bobbing her head up and down his dick. The feel of her hot, wet mouth and skilled tongue sent him over the edge.
He tried to move her amazing mouth off of him but she refused to budge, working the head of his cock with her mouth and the base with her fist. He slid his hands into her hair.
“Fuck, Daphne.” He threw back his head and roared as she milked every drop of cum out of him. He felt her swallow and another rush went through him. When his heart slowed down a pinch he released the grip he had on her scalp. She had licked him completely clean and was now resting her head on his thigh, placing soft kisses every few seconds.
“You are amazing.” He held out his hand and she took it as they both stood up together. “How about a shower?” He pressed her up against his chest, enjoying all of her softness.
“You’re pretty amazing yourself and a shower sounds amazing. But after, unfortunately, the real world is calling I believe.” She smiled sadly and he hesitated to ask her what the expression was for. But to make light of the situation, he dipped his hands under her ass cheeks and lifted her too him. She giggled and wrapped her legs around his waist.
“I think you like this too.” He bit down gently on her shoulder as he walked to his bathroom.
Chapter 6
Daphne rolled her shoulders, trying to ease some of the tension. She had been traveling all day and was ready to get in the shower and then rest. Her agent had called her back to New York for a meeting with the magazine and to discuss where her career was going. She also was able to make an appearance at her other two stores and check in on things. Unfortunately, that meant that she hadn't seen Trent in days.
He had called her a few times to update her on the store and the progress his crew had made. Apparently the floors and walls were completely done. They were redoing the front counter, installing the register, and the security cameras. He needed her to determine where she wanted the displays and clothing racks set up and then the store would be almost complete. The office needed a little work but not much. Finally, they needed to repave the parking lot.
Daphne was getting more and more excited to open up the shop. But she was worried about Trent. They hadn’t spoken much about what had happened between them and she was starting to worry he regretted it. Of course every time they had been on the phone, he had been around his crew. So it could also be a privacy issue.
When her flight landed, she told him she was back in Georgia and would be in Ambrosia in only a couple of hours. He had replied with a smiley face and said he was glad she had a safe trip.
Now, two hours later she was driving through town and trying not to bang her head against her steering wheel. She liked Trent and that night had been some of the best sex she had ever had. But after the shower, they had gotten dressed, kissed one more time, before parting ways. They hadn’t determined if they would see each other again or if it was just a one-time thing. Now she missed him, and felt like a complete idiot.
As she passed the diner, her stomach growled. She didn’t want to burden Grams with cooking so she pulled into the parking lot.