She sighed, and I felt her breath against the skin along my neck. “Gramps died when I was in college, and Gran died when Mia was two. It hit me hard when I lost them, and I still miss them. I am close with Aunt Diane and her husband Neil though, and their daughter Kim has always been one of my best friends, so they helped me through it.”
“I’m glad you have them, sugar.” I put my finger under her chin and tipped her head up. She studied me for a few seconds, then gave me a sweet smile. That was all the encouragement I needed.
The moment my lips had touched hers yesterday, I’d known this woman was unlike any other I’d ever known. Now, as I kissed her again, I knew I was in danger of being in over my head with her, but I didn’t give a single, solitary fuck. I had a feeling she would be well worth it.
She pulled away just a little, and I reluctantly lifted my lips from hers.
“Aren’t you worried that things may be awkward…after?”
“After what, exactly?” I cocked my head and looked at her, my eyes roving over every inch of her face as if I needed to memorize it.
“After…whatever this is, ends. I mean, it can be a little uncomfortable to run into someone you’ve hooked up with after you’ve moved on. I live next door to your dad. He’s not just my landlord. He’s become a friend. You don’t think that could make things awkward?”
“Whatever this is, I have a feeling it’s gonna be a helluva lot more than a hookup. Look, Ella,” I sighed, “we’re both adults. We’re not young kids like your daughter’s friend and her boyfriend who have a month’s worth of drama after a few daystogether. I think we can handle things, no matter how this plays out.”
“You do have a point, I suppose,” she told me, her voice coming out a little flirtier than she’d probably intended.
I gave her a satisfied grin, then tugged her closer again.
“I do have a point. An excellent one, if I do say so myself. Now, come here, woman. I’m in desperate need of a little sugar.” She started to laugh, but her amusement was cut short as I cupped her jaw and swooped down for another kiss.
Her lips parted under the onslaught of mine, opening beautifully for my tongue to slip inside and taste the sweetness that I was quickly coming to associate only with her. I groaned as I deepened the kiss, and my tongue slid alongside hers. I shifted closer, tugger her body flush against mine. After the barest hint of hesitation, Ella brought her arms up to circle my neck as she angled her head to give me better access to her mouth.
I didn’t realize I’d circled her throat with my hand until I felt the fluttery pulse beneath my fingertips. I pulled back and looked down at her, loving the sight of my tanned, weather-roughened hand against the delicate, pale, smooth skin at the base of her neck. I stroked my thumb along the edge of her collarbone, just above the neckline of T-shirt. She shivered, and I smiled in satisfaction at the visceral response she had to my touch. I pulled back just slightly, looking down her chest to see the sharp points of her nipples visible through her bra and the soft cotton of the shirt. She was so fucking responsive, and I needed to see more.
I tugged her shirt over her head, letting it land on the couch cushion next to us.
She reached behind herself and unclipped her bra, which I eagerly whipped off the very moment it loosened. I sucked ina ragged breath at the sight of her creamy tits as they bounced free.
“I’ve spent the last two days imagining what your tits looked like, but my imagination didn’t even come fucking close, sugar. Goddamn, you are gorgeous.”
She wrapped her arms around my neck again and pulled me down for a kiss, shifting as she did so that she straddled my lap. I groaned as I felt her heated core settle over my growing hardness. I gripped her hips and ground her against me, my dick hardening even more at the ragged moan that left her.
“Sugar, if we keep going like this, I’m gonna have you bent over this fucking couch just like I’ve been dreaming of doing. If you don’t want that, tell me now.”
She sat up, her hands falling from my shoulders as she shook her head.
“We can’t,” she said, and my gut clenched at her words. “My kids aren’t supposed to be home until around ten, but I can’t take the chance they’ll come home early and walk in on us.”
I started to nod, understanding her concern even as my cock was screaming at me to keep going.
She slid off my lap and got to her feet, and I tried not to let my disappointment and frustration show as she scooped up her discarded bra and T-shirt. My gaze focused on her tits, soft and full, with perfect dark rosy, pink tips. My dick throbbed even more at the sight, and I reached down to rearrange myself, so my zipper didn’t dig into me. I was so mesmerized by the sight of those luscious mounds swaying as she moved that it took a moment to register what she was saying.
“What?” I asked, not sure that I heard her right.
“I said, let’s go upstairs.” She started to tug on my hand, then dropped it as her gaze snapped to mine. “Unless you’ve changed your mind,” she questioned hesitantly.
I rose to my feet and yanked her to me, making her squeal as her tits pressed against the cool leather of my cut. “No fuckin’ way I’m changing my mind, sugar. Show me to your bedroom.”
She grinned and hurried over to the stairs. My cock throbbed again as her sweet, round ass jiggled right in front of me as she jogged up the stairs ahead of me. Damn, I could die a happy man if I got the chance to bury my dick right there.
I took the stairs two at a time after her, then practically slammed the bedroom door behind us. I reached around to lock it as Ella tossed her bra and shirt on a chair in the corner. I slipped off my cut and draped it over the back of the same chair, then turned to find her standing nervously next to her bed.
I crossed over to her in two long strides, grabbing her around the waist again and pulling her flush against my body.
I circled her neck, resting one hand at the base of her throat while I tunneled the other through her hair and fisted it. I gently tugged her head back, so she had no choice but to look up at me.
“I don’t think I can be gentle with you,” I warned her gruffly. Hard and rough was my usual style, and I wanted her too damned much for that to be any different this time.
“I didn’t ask you to,” she shot back, her grin just daring me to prove myself.
I bent slightly and lifted her off her feet, tossing her on the bed as she gasped in surprise. Keeping my eyes on her, I reached for the back of my shirt and pulled it up over my head, tossing it over my shoulder in the general direction of the chair.
Her eyes roving over my body felt like a physical caress, and I couldn’t believe how much that turned me on. I was glad I’d taken my shitkickers off when I’d come into the house earlier, so I didn’t have to fuck with taking them off now. I had the presence of mind to grab a rubber out of my wallet, tossing it onto the bed next to her. I had a feeling that once I started touching her, I wouldn’t be able to stop to find one later.
Ella’s eyes followed my movements as I reached for my belt. Her breath caught as I unbuckled it, then opened the button on my jeans and slowly slid my zipper down.
