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Easton doesn’t break eye contact as he picks up my left hand and puts it on the front of his jeans where the truth of his words is evident behind the denim covering his erection. I know I should pull my hand away, but I don’t. I leave it right where it is as we continue to stare at each other.
I close my eyes as he leans in and trails tiny kisses across my collarbone and I can’t help myself, I press down on his hardness and squeeze, causing it to grow even harder under my palm.
Desire for this man has me throwing caution to the wind and before I can think twice about it, I open my eyes and move so I’m straddling his lap, bringing my hands to his face.
Easton groans at my unexpected move and says, “Do you know how hard it is to see you in my kitchen every morning?” His hands are on my hips and he uses them to grind his dick against my aching pussy, causing a moan to escape my lips. “All I can think about is bending you over the counter and fucking you so hard you see stars. Would you like that, Red?” Another thrust against my pussy has me grabbing hold of his shoulders and rubbing myself against him, dry humping his dick in an effort to find the release I crave.
“Easy, Red. I’ll give you what you want,” he says as he unties the string at the front of my shorts and dipping his fingers beneath the waistband. He presses kisses against my neck at the same time as he moves his hand lower until his talented fingers are sliding inside my panties and through my wet folds.
“Fuck, Easton,” I moan as I move against his hand. “More—-.”
“You’ll get more, baby,” he says. “I can’t wait to feel this tight pussy coming on my fingers.”
I gasp at his dirty words and continue to rock my hips against him, seeking the orgasm that’s almost within reach. My nipples are rock hard and as Easton fucks me with his hand, I bring mine under my t-shirt and play with my breasts. “God, yes,” I moan as I pinch my nipples and rub against his hand. “Gonna come, Easton. Harder!”
“Yes, baby. Come for me,” he demands. He inserts two thick fingers inside me and my pussy clenches around them. When he presses down on my clit with his thumb, the overload of sensation causes me to explode.
“Fuck! Easton!” I scream. “Oh my god!” I’m coming harder than I ever have before as Easton continues to fuck me with his fingers and I rub my sensitive nipples. My hips are still grinding on his hand as my pussy continues to quiver around him with orgasmic aftershocks and I struggle to catch my breath.
“That’s it, Red. Give me all you’ve got.” I slump forward and rest my head on his cotton covered shoulder as I slowly come back to Earth. When my heart rate returns to normal, I lift my head and look into Easton’s eyes with a smile on my face.
“Your turn,” I tell him as I fix my clothes and climb off his lap. “Get your ass upstairs, Easton. It’s time for me to rock your world.”
Chapter Eleven
Easton
When I wake the next morning, my first thought is that I can’t wait to find out how Bethany’s dance went. My second thought has my dick standing at attention. The way Autumn took me in her mouth last night and made me come so hard I thought my head might explode has me wishing I had time to take care of the erection I’m now sporting, but I don’t.
No amount of convincing on my part could have her agreeing to stay with me all night. She didn’t want to confuse Bethany in case she came home early and found us together. While I appreciated her concern for my daughter, my dick wasn’t quite so understanding.
It took entirely too long for me to fall asleep last night and it’s all thanks to the redhead staying in the guest room downstairs. I haven’t been taken over with thoughts of a woman in, well, forever, but now she’s all I can think about.
With maturity and hindsight, I can see it never would have worked long-term with Elena. Eventually one of us would have met someone else we wanted to be with. Like Autumn.
I also now know that Bethany would have been fine. She would still have had two parents who loved her whether they lived in the same home or not.
My thoughts are interrupted by the sound of a crash from downstairs and it has me jumping out of bed and pulling on boxers before going to find the cause. I stop just outside the kitchen and smile when I see Autumn holding a skillet in one hand and muttering a string of curses at the pile of pots and pans on the floor around her.
I’m not paying attention to anything other than the sight of Autumn in an oversized t-shirt which reaches just below her gorgeous ass. As is usual when Autumn’s around, my dick perks up at the sight and I use my hand to readjust myself. I nearly swallow my tongue when Autumn bends down to collect the pots and pans from the floor and it becomes obvious she’s not wearing any panties. Fuck me.
She still hasn’t noticed me as I take three strides across the kitchen and come up behind her. I can’t resist the urge to put my hands on her hips, causing her to stiffen before she relaxes into my touch. I slowly slide her t-shirt up her back exposing the beautiful cheeks of her ass. My dick is hard as nails at the sight and even though Autumn has a skillet in her hand, it has no effect on his eagerness to be freed from my boxers, although I’ll admit it does concern me a little. I absolutely wouldn’t put it past Autumn to whack me with it.
“Easton! What are you doing?” she squeaks.
“I did warn you, Red. I told you your mere presence has me hard and here you are in my kitchen wearing nothing but a t-shirt. I’m only human.”
She tries to straighten, but I keep her where she is and use my left foot to move her legs further apart. The hitch in her breath, coupled with the quiver in her thighs, tells me she’s not as immune to me as she’d like me to believe. If I thought for one second she wasn’t enjoying this game, I’d absolutely let her go, but her involuntary response tells me otherwise. Autumn and I have been intimate in every way imaginable and I’m an expert in knowing when she’s turned on.
She’s as affected by me as I am by her, even though she’s trying to fight it. Hell, I’m trying to resist whatever this is between us too, but I’m close to tapping out and giving up the fight.
I lean over and brush my lips lightly over her spine, smiling against her soft skin when she shivers at the contact.
“Put the skillet down, Red,” I say against her skin as I trace feather-like kisses over her spine. She drops the pan to the floor and the sound echoes around the kitchen, making me grin. Slowly I slide my hands up her back and push the t-shirt over her head and arms until she’s gloriously naked in front of me.
“You’re so fucking beautiful,” I tell her.
She shudders at my words and I wrap my arm around her middle, underneath her breasts, and pulling her upright so her luscious ass is pressed against my aching dick. When I bring my hands to her breasts and brush my thumbs over her nipples, a low moan escapes her lips.
