AllFreeNovel
Share Us
His cock grew harder as she tightened around him. “Yes.” It started as a murmur, but every yes grew louder as her orgasm tore through her. “Yes!” She screamed it as he found his release deep inside her. He’d thought she was done, but as the waves of pleasure crashed through him into her, her hips bucked wildly taking him deeper and harder still.
When it was over, he gently pulled back, wondering how awkward this was going to be. Would she stick around for more, or would she turn around and leave? He rested his chin on top of her head and waited. It was up to her.
Eventually, she looked up at him and smiled. “Plan A was a good choice.”
He nodded. “It sure was.” Did that mean she was going to leave? He hoped not, but she was starting to look uncertain, maybe embarrassed. “Do you want that drink now?” he asked, hoping it would give her reason to stick around a while—and that they might get a round two.
She smiled. “I thought you’d never ask.”
~ ~ ~
Chelsea sat on the sofa sipping on the sparkling water he’d poured for her and smiled to herself. He was a big, big boy, no question about it, and she’d be happy to report to Mary Ellen that he knew what to do with it. She bit back a smile, though. Maybe she should try him again, just to be sure.
He smiled at her. “What’s so funny?”
She shook her head. “Nothing. I was just thinking naughty thoughts.”
He grinned. “I think you should tell me about those.”
“You really want to know?”
“Ireallywant to know.” He moved closer and dropped a kiss on her lips, then slid his fingers into her hair. “Do you want to tell me, or would you rather show me?”
“Ooh. I’d much rather show you.” She’d thought that maybe he’d need more time before he was interested in a round two, but apparently, she’d been mistaken. He took the glass from her hand and placed it on the table. He kept leaning forward, making her lean back, until she was on her back, and he was on top of her. Their clothes didn’t last too long. She ran her hands over his broad, muscled chest. “You are yummy. Has anyone ever told you this?”
He smirked. “Not in so many words, no.”
She nodded and reached up to plant a kiss on his strong jawline. “Well, they have now. Yummy.”
He chuckled. “And you, you’re a little vixen, aren’t you?”
She had to laugh. “Not normally, no. I don’t do this kind of thing.”
“You should,” he smiled as he spread her legs. “You’re good at it.”
She frowned. She wasn’t sure she’d want to do this much. It felt good with him—it felt even better as he slid his hand between them and guided himself inside her slowly, but determinedly.
He thrust his hips hard. “I don’t mean in general. I mean with me.”
She gasped, as much at his words as at the feel of him entering her, stretching her. “With you? Again?”
A look of frustration flashed across his face. “I mean all night long.”
“Ah.” She was relieved and disappointed at the same time, but as their bodies began to move together, the need to take him deeper and the urgency between them left no room for thoughts in her head. She was consumed by the sensations rolling through her body until they reached a crescendo when he tensed and reached his climax. He carried her away with him, stars exploding behind her eyes. He only meant tonight, and he was right. They should do this over and over and over until the morning came and brought with it the inevitable goodbye.
~ ~ ~
Grant opened his eyes and stared at the ceiling for a few moments. His head was banging—champagne would do that to a guy. He smiled as the memories of last night came flooding back. Scarlet dress. Chelsea. Champagne, dancing. Screwing each other’s brains out—all night long. He turned on his side. She was awake and smiling.
“Good morning.”
“I don’t know about that, but there’s no denying it was a good night.”
He smiled, relieved she wasn’t embarrassed or awkward. “I wouldn’t want to deny it. You were amazing.”
She chuckled. “I can’t take all the credit. I’d say it was a team effort.”
He laughed with her. “Yeah, I guess you’re right. Neither one of us could have managed that by ourselves. Do you want some coffee?” He was hoping that she’d have coffee with him, maybe want to go again in the shower, maybe have a leisurely breakfast and then …
