Authors: Emma Hillman
BacktoLife (3 page)
Another inch, and another one, and…
Yes
.
He was deep inside her, her walls stretching around his invasion. He hadn’t had
sex without a condom in forever, the sensations nearly overwhelming in their
intensity. It was so warm and wet inside her. God, he’d never be able to last
long at this rate!
“Okay?” he asked, looking down at her.
Her eyes opened and she smiled, a soft
smile that slashed right through him. “Perfect.”
He couldn’t help himself; he lowered his
head and took her lips for another kiss. He was where he’d wanted to be for so
long…so deep inside her he wasn’t sure where he ended and she began.
Oh
. This was
entirely different than the night before. Sure, they’d had sex then too. But
this was in her bed, with him lying on top of her, her legs tangled with his as
he thrust in and out of her. She shivered and grabbed hold of his biceps,
hanging on for the ride. She looked up to find him staring at her, his gaze
intense and unblinking. “Jared?”
“Shhh.” He bent down and pressed his lips
on hers, the soft kiss so completely opposite to what else was happening it
made her gasp. When he drew back, something had changed in his eyes.
There was too much emotion there, she
thought. This was just supposed to be some fun sex, a different way for her to
get back into the groove. Yes, he’d been her brother-in-law for years, but he
was still a man. A damn sexy man at that.
He started speeding up his movements then,
his thrusts becoming a lot more erratic, a lot rougher too. She stopped
thinking and instead focused on the way he felt inside her. She’d missed this.
That whole feeling of intimacy, of having someone deep in her, of trusting
someone enough to share herself like that.
She dug her nails into his arms and pushed
back against him, countering his thrusts with her own, rocking her hips so his
pubic bone hit her clit on every downward push. Her lips parted and she let out
a moan.
“Come for me, baby. I want to feel you
clamp tight around my cock.”
She gasped at his whispered words. Dirty
talk had never been something she’d done with Mike, but this was arousing as
hell. He pressed down on her until her breasts were crushed under his chest,
his face tucked into the crook of her neck. She felt that sweet tension spread
throughout her and opened her mouth to tell him, but he already knew.
He bit that spot where her shoulder met her
neck and she reared up, clamping her inner walls around his pounding length at
the same time.
She came and shouted his name once again,
only feeling complete when he let go too and exploded deep inside her. She
wrapped her arms around his back and held on to him. She didn’t want to let go;
he felt too good like that. So she told him.
He chuckled against her shoulder, then
moved up to drop a soft kiss on her cheek. “Don’t worry, sweetheart. I’m far
from over.”
“Really?” she asked. What does he mean by
that?
“Really,” he answered. “I’m planning on
spending the weekend with you. Right here in your bed. Probably naked, except
if we have to open the door to the pizza delivery guy.”
“Oh.” She licked her lips. That sounded
perfect!
“Is that okay?” he asked, his eyebrows
inching together as if he was suddenly worried he’d overstepped some invisible
line.
“Yes. Hell yes!” She pulled his head down
for another kiss, too happy to see what was happening.
Chapter Two
“Is there anything you’ve always wanted to
try but never had the courage to ask for?”
Sara turned her head away from the TV.
“Like what?”
“Sex stuff, darling.” Jared pointed the
remote toward her. “Remember what we’re doing here?”
She stuck her tongue out at him. They’d
spent a great day, laughing and having fun together as only two old friends
could. Well, okay, maybe old friends didn’t spend half that time in bed,
rolling around and making each other come just for the sake of it.
They’d ordered pizzas as they usually did
when Jared spent an evening with her. But this time, they were sitting on her
sofa barely dressed. She thought of his question and felt herself start to
blush.
“Ha ha! Sar-aaaa,” he drawled out her name.
“I can see you thinking of something.”
“Nope.” She ignored him and focused once more
on the action movie he’d picked.
“Yes, you are.”
His voice was suddenly a lot closer than
before. When she felt his breath on her face, she realized he’d slid along the
sofa so he was pressed tight against her. “Jared, go away!”
“Nope,” he imitated her. “Not until you
answer my question.”
“I don’t want to try anything,” she
belatedly replied.
“I don’t believe you. You thought of
something. You blushed, baby. I saw you.”
“Whatever.” His hands found her waist and
she cried out, already moving away, but he was too damn fast. He started
tickling her, finding the spots that always made her kick him. “Get off! Get
off!”
“Not until I get my answer.” He laughed.
“So?”
“Jared! Damn it!” His palms slid around her
back, finding her butt, cupping it in a strong hold. She stilled. “What are you
doing?”
“Is that it?” he asked, his voice husky.
“Is that what?” She’d seriously lost the
plot.
What is he going on about?
His fingertips pressed into her cleft,
separating her butt cheeks in a shocking move. “This,” he announced, staring
down at her intently.
Oh no
.
Understanding welled inside her and she blurted out, “He told you.”
He grimaced as he drew back, his hands
leaving her body. He settled back farther down the sofa and exhaled loudly.
“Shit. I’m sorry, Sara. Yes. Yes, he did tell me.”
“Why?” She tugged her nightie down her
thighs, putting herself back to rights even if he’d seen her naked all day. It
was the only thing she was wearing though, probably because it was the only
seductive piece of clothing she owned. She’d bought it years ago, eager to
tempt her husband into playing with her for Valentine’s Day.
It hadn’t really worked, she thought with a
frown. Well, it had, but she couldn’t remember coming that evening. Mike had
though. Speaking of Mike… She looked at his brother and repeated, “Why did he
tell you about that? He had no right!”
“He was my brother,” Jared reminded her as
if she’d ever forget such a thing! “He wanted…guidance, I guess.”
“About that?” she squeaked.
He’s
kidding, right?
“He knew I’d done it before and he asked me
for pointers.”
Her mouth opened, then shut. Of all the
things… Mike had been dead for a year now, but he still managed to surprise
her. “Really?”
“Yeah.” Jared nodded. “He told me you’d
asked about it, that…you wanted to try it.”
“He said no,” she whispered, remembering
that spectacular failure of an evening. “He told me he couldn’t understand
women who wanted to do that. He thought it was degrading or something.”
“I know, he told me. I tried to explain how
it could feel. I also…” he let his voice trail off, spiking her interest.
“You also what?”
He licked his lips, his gaze catching hers.
“I made him realize how sexy you were, asking for something like this. I told
him he was crazy to have said no when you were offering it to him on a platter.”
“You told him I was sexy?”
He smiled. “Sure. If it’d have been me, I’d
have been on you in a nanosecond.”
His words hung between them for long
seconds, both staring at one another as if they didn’t know what to say or do.
Jared seemed to realize what he’d implied and grew fidgety, his fingers tapping
his denim-covered knee, his foot bouncing on the hardwood floor.
It was only when she stood up and grabbed
the empty pizza box before asking, “Want anything else?” that he seemed to
shake himself out of his self-induced torpor.
“No, I’m fine. Thanks.”
She nodded and left for the kitchen. She
was back on the sofa moments later, still unsure of how to act. He didn’t give
her a choice.
He grabbed her hand and pulled her close to
him, draping his arm over her shoulders and squeezing tight. “So?” he finally
said.
“So?” she repeated. What does he want to
talk about now?
“Do you still want to try it?”
Oh.
Shit!
“Hmm. I don’t know.”
“Baby, it’s me you’re talking to. Don’t be
shy.” He nudged her face up and covered her mouth with his, deepening the kiss
when he felt her respond. By the time they broke apart, they were both panting
and his cock was tenting his pants. He exhaled and added, “I’m here for you
this weekend. Anything you want to try, we’ll do, remember?”
She remembered. She just hadn’t expected
him to know about
that
. She looked into his eyes and realized he
wouldn’t make fun of her. He was being so damn nice, but then Jared as a rule
always was. He could be abrupt, but he was never unfair.
And she was sure that whatever she told him
she wanted to do, he’d go get everything that was needed and would meet her in
the middle of her bed, ready to entertain her and please her and make her
scream. She gulped at the thought. All right. If he could do this, so could
she. “I bought toys.”
He jumped a little at her unexpected
confession. “You bought toys?”
“Yes. I’ve been, hmm, a bit restless these
past few months, so I went online and ordered some toys. For myself.”
“Oh.” He licked his lips. “Have you tried
them out?”
“Yes.” Something moved in her line of
vision and she realized it was his cock twitching inside his jeans.
Wow
,
she mouthed to herself. Looked like someone was aroused as hell.
“All of them?”
“Yup.”
“And? Did you enjoy yourself?”
She nodded. “They were all right. I mean,
they’re not, you know, real, but they’re fun to play with. I get, huh, horny,
you know?”
He smiled at her hesitant words. “I
understand, baby. There’s nothing wrong with making yourself come.” He tucked a
strand of hair behind her ear and asked, “Can I see them?”
Be brave, she reminded herself. They were
here for this, after all. “Sure.” She stood up and went to get her special box
from under the bed.
He stared at the sex toys in his lap and
tried very hard—but mostly unsuccessfully—not to come on the spot. Pre-cum soon
stained the crotch of his pants and he knew, without a doubt, that he was going
to have her naked under him ASAP. “That’s for G-spot stimulation, right?” He
fingered a purple wand and its rounded head.
“Yeah.” Sara snuggled against his side.
“It’s not bad, but it didn’t work as well as when you caressed me earlier.”
“That’s good to know.” He dropped a kiss on
her hair before focusing once more on the toys she’d bought herself.
The
little minx
, he thought. If he’d known she was getting so desperate, he’d
have made his move a lot earlier. “Anal beads?”
Her cheeks reddened. “Yes. I… I wanted to
see how it would feel.”
“Did you try them?” She nodded. “Really?”
“Yes,” she answered, her voice barely
audible.
She was obviously embarrassed, but this
would never do. “You’re so fucking sexy,” he reminded her. “I’d never have
guessed you’d do something like this.”
“Why not?” She looked up, interested.
“You’re shy around strangers, I guess.
You’re not in-your-face. You’re… You’re a lady. And yet you decided you wanted
to try new things and you went and got them for yourself. That takes guts,
baby.”
“I just ordered them online.”
“And you also tried them out. You wanted to
see what all the fuss was about, didn’t you?”
She grew animated all of a sudden. “Yes! I
keep watching all these adult movies and they always show the same thing! I
mean, I don’t mind giving blowjobs, but I wouldn’t do that for an hour. Not
even yours, babe, and it’s very nice.”
He grunted, but she wasn’t finished. “Every
single one of those movies had anal. I know Mike was against it, but I wanted
to try it, so I bought the beads, but I couldn’t really do it properly.”
“What do you mean?”
“I don’t have hands behind my back,” she
replied with a funny grimace.
He chuckled. “That you don’t. Want me to
try?”
“Oh.” She stilled. “Could you?”
His cock hardened so much it was an amazing
feat he didn’t blow right there and then.
* * * * *
They were once again back on her bed, but
this time she was lying on her stomach, pillows under her to raise her ass high
up in the air. It was such a submissive position, she realized then how much
she trusted Jared.