Authors: Jessica Jayne
“That’s it, Tessa.
Suck me.
Take all of me,” he
said.
His voice was rough and
gravelly.
“Oh fucking Christ, I’m gonna
come.”
His fingers tightened in her hair
and he tried to pull her up, but Tessa wanted to taste him… all of him.
She worked her mouth up and down his length
feeling how it became inconceivably harder the closer he got.
The vein on the underside of his cock pulsed
against her tongue and his hips pushed up slightly from his seat.
The first spurt of cum caught her a bit off
guard, but she quickly swallowed it.
“Fuuuuuck!
Oh
God!
Yes!”
He flooded her mouth with more than she could
handle.
She felt it spill out of her
mouth and run down her chin, but she didn’t care.
She continued to suck and lick his throbbing
cock until she had taken every last drop of him.
When his body finally relaxed into the seat, she
pulled herself up to look at him, wiping her mouth with the top of her
forearm.
His head rested against the
back of his seat.
His eyes were
closed.
His breathing was still
labored.
He looked incredibly handsome
when he was completely sated.
She wanted
to be the reason he had this look on his face all the time.
She leaned over and kissed his lips
gently.
“Are you still with me?” she asked.
“I don’t know,” he said with a chuckle.
“That was fucking amazing!
Seriously!”
He opened his grey eyes and looked at her
like she was some sort of goddess… some ethereal creature.
“Come here,” he said pulling her over the
console and into his lap.
His arms
wrapped around her and she pressed her head into his shoulder. It felt amazing
to be wrapped up in his arms.
She felt
safe.
She felt cared for.
Dare, she say it… she felt loved. “Thank
you,” he whispered into her ear.
“Now, I
can relax when I make love to you.”
She
shivered in his arms at his words, but she snuggled as close to him as she
physically could.
Chapter
Seven
Greg was pretty sure he had just died and gone to
heaven and that this beautiful woman he held in his arms was some sort of
heavenly creature.
Good God, he’d never had a blowjob like that!
He had been so worked up since meeting her
that he had actually been a little afraid that he would hurt her.
That’s how bad he wanted her.
He knew he was going to come hard, but she
took it… every last bit of him.
They had been lucky he only lived a mile or so from
Gator’s because if he had to drive any further, he may have wrecked the
Bimmer.
Pulling into his condo property,
he had slammed the car into the first open space so that he could enjoy her
sensuous mouth and what it did to him.
Just the thought of her warm mouth swallowing his dick made him almost
hard and ready to go again.
Tessa snuggled into him and he held her tight.
He didn’t want her to feel used because that
was so far from the truth.
This woman
had turned him inside out.
He wanted to
give her the world.
And he had just met
her.
It seemed like there was something
broken in her and he couldn’t quite figure it out.
She was definitely tight-lipped about her
family.
But he wanted to make everything
right in her world.
And he had to admit,
it was nice to be needed again.
He
missed having a woman to care for.
“Mansions on the Gulf?” she whispered.
Her head lifted from his shoulder as she
looked around and saw the property sign.
“Yes, my place is at the top of that building,” he
replied, pointing in the direction of a tan building with balconies all the way
around it.
“The name’s a little
pretentious.
The condo association has
discussed changing the name, but some of the older members seem to like
it.
It’s beautiful inside.
There’s a private beach.
A large pool.
Tennis courts.
And a nice bar-slash-café downstairs that is
open only to residents and their guests.”
“I can’t imagine there are a lot of young people
that could afford a place in that building,” she said.
“Are you implying that I’m not young?” he asked in a
joking manner.
“Because
if that’s so, I’m going to put you over my knee when we get up to my place.”
Her eyes widened at his words, but her bottom
squirmed over his lap as if in anticipation of a spanking.
“I’m thinking you might like a spanking.”
He quirked an eyebrow up in
a questioning manner.
“I’ve never had one,” she replied.
“But I may like it.”
“Well then, let’s get this car parked in my actual
spot and get upstairs.
I have a whole
night of pleasuring you ahead of me and I don’t want to waste another minute
sitting in here.”
He helped her back
into the passenger seat and put the car in reverse.
He pulled the BMW into a spot a little closer
to the building and under cover.
Straightening his pants before he climbed out of his
car, he walked over and opened Tessa’s door.
She took the hand he held out for her and he walked her into the atrium
of his building hand in hand.
“Mr. Snow, welcome home,” Jack said from behind the
security desk.
Jack was a sixty-year-old
man that had been working security for the Mansions on the Gulf building for
the last three years.
Greg had taken the
time to get to know him a bit.
He had a
wife and three grown children that were finally producing him
grandchildren.
Greg enjoyed Jack and his
every day pleasantries.
“Thanks, Jack,” Greg said.
“It’s good to be home.”
He squeezed Tessa’s hand.
Jack’s gaze fell to their joined hands and he
raised an eyebrow at Tessa and a small smile sat on his lips.
Jack knew that Greg didn’t bring women home,
at least not on Jack’s watch.
“This is
Tessa.
Tessa, Jack.”
The two shook hands and exchanged
nice-to-meet-yous.
“Have a great night,”
Greg said to Jack as he pulled Tessa towards the elevator.
Once inside the elevator, Greg pulled her into him,
her back to his front and he kissed the top of her head.
She relaxed into him, resting her head
against his chest and entwining her fingers with his at her waist.
They rode up to his floor in silence.
The elevator doors opened and he pulled her out into
the hallway.
There were only two condos
per floor.
The hallway was small and
painted a warm neutral with a cherry wood console table against the wall below
a gilded mirror.
Someone, Greg never
really figured out who exactly, would place a fresh flower arrangement on the
console table every week.
Both doors to
the independent condos were solid oak with brass door handles.
Greg had always thought it strange how you
entered the building and almost felt the décor was more northerly.
But the northern flair ended once you walked
into his place.
“Oh my God,” Tessa said, as he unlocked his oak door
and pushed it open to let her in.
The
kitchen and living room area was basically wide open and had a wall of floor-to-ceiling
windows that looked directly out over the Gulf of Mexico.
At sunset, it really was an amazing view, but
in the darkness of night, it was not as easy to appreciate.
“It’s like walking into Key West.
I love it!
It feels so beachy… so coastal.
I
mean, I know it really is coastal, it being on the coast and all, but you know,
some people decorate their places on the islands to look so touristy and well…
yours is classy coastal.
It’s…” Her
continued talking was silenced when Greg pushed her against the wall behind her
and kissed her senseless.
“I’m beginning to find that this may be the only way
to get you to stop talking when you get nervous or flustered,” he chuckled
against her lips.
“Not
that I mind or anything.”
He
nipped at her bottom lip and she whimpered.
“I’m sorry,” Tessa said softly.
“Don’t be sorry,” Greg said, pulling back slightly
from their kiss and running the back of his hand along her cheek.
“I’ll always be looking for a reason to kiss
you.
It just so happens this can be one
of them.”
“You don’t need a reason to kiss me,” she replied.
Pushing up on her tiptoes, she pressed her
lips against his.
Her hands snaked
around his neck and drew him more into her as she took complete control of the
kiss.
She bit his lower lip and
swallowed the groan that escaped him.
Penetrating his mouth with her tongue, she explored every crevice.
Greg’s hands wandered down her sides and gripped her
ass.
He loved the firmness of her
backside, the way he could grip it and pull her into him.
He pushed his pelvis into her, pinning her
against the wall.
She may be taking
charge of the kiss right now, but he wanted her to know that he had every
intention of taking charge of everything else.
Her body rubbed up against his erection until he could no longer take it
another second.
He lifted her in his
arms.
“Wrap your legs around me,” he said, not recognizing
his own voice.
It sounded deep and
gravelly.
Tessa did as she was
told.
This only made Greg’s situation
more precarious because now she ground against his erection as she was
perfectly positioned.
He started the
walk down his hallway.
Damn it!
Why did his bedroom have to be the furthest room down the hall?
“Greg,” Tessa panted.
He could tell she was getting herself off
rubbing against him.
Bursting through
his bedroom door, he walked up to his king sized bed and tossed her on it.
“Tessa, you’re going to kill me,” he said, peeling
his shirt off over his head and kicking his shoes to the side.
“I can’t have you coming again without being
inside you, and I can’t have you making me come until that tight little pussy
of yours is wrapped around me.”
He
loosened his belt and undid his jeans, pushing them down to the floor before
stepping out of them.
He stood before
her in just his grey boxer briefs.
Her
eyes were wide as a doe’s as her gaze raked over every inch of his body.
“God, you’re beautiful, Greg,” she whispered.
He walked over to where she sat on the bed and bent
down,
placing a soft kiss on her lips while
his hands slowly untied her halter dress at her neck.
It fell forward to reveal her breasts covered
in a white strapless bra.
His fingers
worked the back of her bra until it fell off and he could see her small perky
breasts.
They were not big… less than a
handful, but they sat at perfect attention and her nipples were rosy and
peaked.
They were perfect.
He leaned forward and took a nipple between
his lips, pulling it into his mouth with suction.
She arched her back and moaned.
His teeth gently bit down on her nipple and
she yelped.
His mouth moved to her other
breast, giving it the same attention.
Pushing her back on the bed, his hands pulled the
halter dress down her body and over her hips, revealing her white lace
panties.
Hooking his thumbs in the side
of her panties, he took them with her dress down her legs.