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BOONE
I didn’t answer her;I wrapped my arm around her waist and pulled her onto my lap. Moving my hand up to cup the back of her head, I wound my fingers through her long hair, and pressed her head toward mine. Our lips brushed each other, but it was like she was frozen for a moment before her arms wrapped around my neck and she kissed me back.
Our kisses weren’t rabid and hungry like I thought they would be, they were long and leisurely. Our tongues swirled against one another, and Ginny melted into my arms. The announcer’s voice broke the moment, and I playfully tossed her back onto her side of the sofa. Her giggle was a drug, and I needed her next to me. Not just next to me, but right beside me, preferably with no space between us. Something had changed in Ginny. It was like she was ready to try again. One day I would ask her why she decided it was okay, but right now I didn’t need to know. All I really needed was her back in my arms.
The game was becoming a blow out, Ginny’s team was down by three, and the only thing she was left wearing was her panties. Gorgeous black lace panties that left little to the imagination. We’re going to have to up the bets for the third period. You don’t have much left to take off. Just at that moment, the whistle blew and a Rockets player was headed to the penalty box. Ginny stood confidently and hooked her fingers in the underwear's waistband and slid them down her long, toned legs. She stood before me in all her naked glory, hands on her hips and a scowl on her face.
“And just what do you suggest we up our bets to?” The game changed to a commercial, and she straddled my lap before slowly lowering herself to sit on it.
“I decide as the game goes on. You don’t get to know and if you refuse, let’s just say later I will make you pay.” Running my hands along her sides, I brushed the curve of her breast and her eyes fluttered closed.
“Fine,” she whispered as she leaned down and claimed my mouth with hers. Over the years, her kisses had haunted my dreams. There were times I thought she was actually in the same room as me, but right now, there was no dream. She was here, on my lap, making out with me with no end in sight to where this night will lead.
The game wore on and while her team scored again, which caused me to lose my pants; it was almost impossible for them to come back in the time left. “You know, it’s almost like you wanted to lose tonight, Ginny,” I said, looking at her as the game stopped for another penalty. Grabbing her hand, I placed it over my hardening cock. “Stroke it Ginny, I want it to be good and hard when the final buzzer goes. I’m going to make you choke on it when this game is over and I win.” I thought I saw disbelief flash through her eyes and a little hesitation, but she did as she was told.
She reached under the waistband and wrapped her hand around my cock. I hadn’t ever had a problem keeping control but her cool hand, being here with her and the sound of the game on the television like the old days, was almost too much. My team got a penalty and Ginny smiled. “Well, aren’t you lucky? This will make it easier to wrap my hand around your cock.” The corners of her mouth curled up, and she looked back at the game as I shifted, pulling down my boxer briefs.
The final buzzer went, and I didn’t even care about the score. All I knew was I won, and it was time to collect. “Get on your knees Gin.” She narrowed her eyes and shook her head. “Are you welching on your bet? You know that would be worse than actually going through with it.” I couldn’t keep the lightness out of my voice as she frowned.
“Boone, we can’t do this,” she said, moving closer to me.
“Ginny, get on your knees and wrap your lips around my cock.” She slid off the sofa and knelt between my legs. This had to be a dream. There was no way she was kneeling in front of me, but the heat of the mouth wrapping around my stiff erection was real. She moved up and down my cock, her mouth providing the most perfect suction. Reaching down, I moved her long hair away from her face so I could watch her pleasure me. Her eyes fluttered up to look at me and they were dancing. She let out a slight chuckle as I groaned, and the vibration from her throat almost made me explode right then. Closing my eyes, I let my head fall back and rest on the couch. I needed to slow my breathing and thoughts or this would be over, and I didn’t want to be done.
Ginny reached up and cupped my balls. Moving my hips, I drove my cock deeper into her mouth. She stopped for a brief moment, letting herself get used to me being deeper in her throat before she moved again. This was too good to be true. How had I lucked into being back with the only woman I ever wanted? I should have moved on. It had been eight years, but I could only see her when I looked at other women. None of them measured up to Ginny. I couldn’t stop myself this time. Her mouth, her sucking, the licking, add on Ginny playing with my balls, I exploded into her mouth. Like always, she sucked me dry and licked me clean before standing with her hands on her hips.
“Congratulations on your win, Mr. Boone.” She smiled as she wiped the corners of her mouth. Leaning over, she pressed her lips to me and swirled her tongue into my mouth. She tasted sweet and salty and that was because of me. Pulling her down to sit on my lap, I grabbed her breast in my hand and let the other slide down her back to cup her ass. Ginny pulled away, “take me upstairs Boone.” I looked at her as if she had been speaking another language I hadn’t heard before. “I want you to fuck my pussy until I scream your name. Boone, take me upstairs.”
“Such a dirty mouth you have, Ms. Davenport. When did that happen?” Pinching her nipple, she let out a little squeal.
“Well, you see, I’m married to this guy who taught me that expressing what I wanted in bed turned him on and made it perfectly clear what I needed so he would know how to please me.” She pressed her breasts to my chest and then whispered in my ear, “and he sure knew how to pleasure me all those years ago.” Slipping my hand under her ass, I slid my fingers along her pussy. She was slick, and I pushed two fingers in her. “Oh, god Boone.” She started moving her hips, riding my hand, and I took the opportunity to get a third finger in her.
“Maybe I should only let you ride my hand. I don’t know if you should have my cock tonight.” I wasn’t prepared for the slap she placed on my chest.
“Don’t you dare Boone.” She panted as she rode my hand faster. Shifting my hand, I pressed my thumb on her clit and watched her eyes roll back in her head and her mouth fall open. If she had been about to say something else, it was gone from her mind. She lowered her head to my shoulder and her breathing turned into panting. Ginny wrapped her arms around my neck, scraped her teeth along my shoulder as she gently bit me, which made my cock wake up again. Letting out a long, slow moan, she spasmed around my hand. “You better take me upstairs now,” she said before giving me a sloppy, passionate kiss that made my toes curl.
CHAPTER20
GINNY
“For the last eight years,I’ve needed you Boone. Needed you with me. Beside me, I’ve needed us together. So yes Boone, I’m sure about this.” Backing up, I looked at his chest. He was more muscular than when we had made love last. A large tattoo covered his shoulder that hadn’t been there when we were young. Over the last few hours since he took off his shirt, I had noticed it, but up close, I ran my fingers over it. A hawk, flying through a storm which summed up his early days as a player for the Badelton Hawks and the Pressville Storm. A pair of hockey skates and figure skates were facing one another and their laces intertwined in the clouds of the storm.
“That’s us, always facing one another and so tangled up we aren’t ourselves when we’re apart.” He leaned down and kissed me again. “Don’t make me live without you again,” he whispered as he pressed his cock against my core. I didn’t say anything, just attacked his mouth with mine. My soul was screaming to tell him I felt the same, but my head wouldn’t let the words leave my mouth. I was still my own person, independent of him, with a career that was just as important as his. What would happen in a year or two when he was traded again? We would be right back here trying to figure out how to make a long distance marriage work. But for right now, in this moment, I needed to be his wife, to have him fill the need in me only he could fill. Boone took my hand and led me upstairs to the bedroom. It was like he had never left and this was still his home.
“I’m as nervous as I was our first time,” I whispered, smiling at the memory. “Did you make sure the door’s locked?” Boone picked me up and carried me up the stairs. I was naked, laying in the middle of the bed as I watched him kneel beside me.
“Spread your legs.” He was commanding, and I wanted to fight him, but my legs had a mind of their own and I opened them, allowing him a full view of my pussy. “God, you’re so sexy, laying there ready for me.” Reaching out, he lightly dragged his fingers over my bare folds before he slid a finger in me.
“You’re already so wet for me, baby. That makes my plans change.” Pulling his hand out of me, he brought his finger to his mouth and licked my nectar off. “As sweet as ever,” he whispered as he leaned over me. “Do you want to taste yourself?” Boone whispered in my ear. Nodding, I couldn’t help but watch him slide down my body, trailing kisses as he went. His warm breath over my flesh. He pressed his tongue into me and licked up to my clit. My toes curled, and a moan escaped my pursed lips. He licked me again before moving back up to my lips and pressed his against mine. Moving his tongue into my mouth, he swiped over mine and he gave met the tangy taste of my pussy. Pulling away from me, he ached his brow. “See, you taste amazing. I’ve missed it.” My head spun as he said the words between kisses. Pleasure was building in me and I wasn’t in the talking mood. “Touch yourself Virginia. I want to watch you.” Letting my eyes open, I looked at him.
“I’m not touching myself Boone.” I said, wanting him in me, his tongue, fingers, cock, anything I needed his touch. He reached over and opened the drawer in my nightstand and pulled out a few of the toys I had in there.
“You used to all the time and I want to watch you rub your pussy.” He put the toys on the bed, reached for my arm and placed my hand over the V between my legs and pressed his hand over mine so the pressure was building over my clit. He pushed one of my fingers between my lips and I rubbed it gently over my sensitive bud. “Do you have any idea how much watching you turns me on?” I looked from his face to his cock, that was standing at attention. He laughed when he realized where my eyes were focused. “Slide your fingers inside of you, I want you to fuck your fingers.” Doing as he said, I slid two fingers inside me and pulled them out before pushing them back in.
Over and over I repeated the process, moaning, pressing my thumb on my clit, lifting my hips to meet my own thrusts. “I need you Boone, please, I want you in me.”
“Tell me why you want me in you?” His voice was teasing and his lips were only millimetres from my ear. I panted, and I knew if he wasn’t in me in seconds, I was going to make myself come.
“I’m tired of making myself come, Boone.” He laughed and straddled me and pushed my hand away from my pussy. Sliding off the bed, he went to the closet and opened the door. Briefly, he rummaged around and came back with two scarves. Grasping my wrist, he made a keyhole for my arm to go through and he tied me to the bed and then repeated the process on the other side.
