“What’s that?” Jo breathes out.
“I didn’t get a slow dance.”
She’s already pointed out my dancing, and my singing isn’t much better. But without a care, I begin singing the words to Chasing Cars. Jo relaxes against me, hopefully remembering this song was playing when she made her wish all those years ago.
“Would you lie with me and just forget the world,” I sing into her ear as we sway slowly, my cheek resting against her hair.
Jo stills, but then her arms wrap around my neck, hungry lips on mine. Quickly, I take control of her mouth, possessing it with each swipe of our tongues. I pull her lower lip into my mouth and Jo gasps, tightening her hold on me. While I could stand here kissing her all night, my straining cock has other things in mind. My restraint is slipping—I can feel it. Rarely one to lose control, there’s no option other than having Jo lose hers right along with me.
She’s clearly thinking the same, because with her mouth still on mine, she begins unbuttoning my shirt. Apparently frustrated with her slow progress, Jo rips it open, buttons flying in every direction and I’m shrugging out of it.
“Take my dress off,” she says against my mouth. “Please, Tyler. I need you. My word is balderdash.”
“Bedroom,” I say, my voice rough with need.
We’re nothing but needy sounds and exploring hands, kissing our way down the hall, pausing only long enough for her to twist the doorknob. Inside, I find the zipper at her back and drag it down, letting her dress fall to the floor. My dick grows painfully hard because I’ve been starving for this. Jo in nothing but a strapless bra and lace panties is so much more than Iremembered. I don’t even know what part of her I want in my mouth first.
“It’s not the same body as before,” Jo whispers hesitantly. “I’m not ashamed of my body, but it’s changed.”
“Stop talking, sweetheart,” I say, my voice reverent but not harsh. How could she think I’d see anything short of perfection? Sinking to my knees, my hands find her hips as I press a kiss to the silver streaks etched across her stomach.
“This body brought life into the world.” I kiss lower. “This body carried you through a lifetime of hardship. Your body is strength wrapped in softness.” Another kiss. “And if it’s all right with you, tonight I’m worshiping every inch of it, because this body is mine.”
Hooking my thumb into the thin material of her panties, I drag them down and she steps from them. I stuff them in my pocket, and Jo snorts a laugh.
“I like those panties,” she objects. Parting her, I lick up her center once, because that taste I got the other day wasn’t enough. Jo gasps and I murmur against her pussy, “I’ll buy you a hundred more. But these are mine.”
Standing, I reach behind her to unhook her bra, exposing those perfectly full breasts. While kissing down her neck, I walk her till we’re facing her full length mirror, brushing light strokes across both nipples, coaxing the sweetest moan from her throat.
“Look at us, sweetheart. We could be so good together.”
Jo says nothing, her quicksilver eyes studying our reflection. I pull her to me, splaying one hand across her abdomen, my other hand moving to her swollen clit. Running a finger through her arousal, I make small circles, applying pressure. Jo’s lips part and she tips her head to rest against my chest, eyes fluttering shut.
“Tyler,” she gasps.
“Eyes open. Let me see my favorite color, Josephine,” I command, increasing the pressure until her breaths come inshort pants. Unable to keep a grip on my very fraying restraint, I remove my hand and Jo releases the cutest pout.
“I need to be inside of you. Do we need a condom?”
“IUD this time.”
I walk Jo to the bed till her knees hit the edge and she sits, working the buckle of my belt. Her fingertips graze my hip and she’s working my pants down. I step from them, and she slides my boxer briefs down, taking my leaking cock in her hand. With her hand wrapped around my shaft, she gives it one strong up and down, and moves to lower her head.
“Absolutely not,” I say, guiding her head back up. “What did I say?”
Jo’s eyes flicker to mine. “That you need inside of me.”
“Scoot to the head of the bed.”
Jo does as I say, and I lower my palms to the bed and crawl to her, bracing myself so I’m hovering above her.
“I want you to watch when I claim this pussy as mine, sweetheart.”
With the head of my cock, I rub it through her gathering wetness. Jo’s eyes lower to where I’m notched at her entrance.
“Look at you, doing what I ask.”
Slowly, I thrust into her, releasing a tormented groan as I do. Jo’s whimpered response only makes me want her more. She’s clenching my cock so hard I see stars behind my vision. Jo flexes around me, and I groan.
