Thigh High (8 page)

“I may cry if you don’t.”

Maz smiled. He had the ability to make her do that more than anyone else she knew. “You always have the correct answer.” Before he could speak, her lips descended on the turgid head of his cock.

“Hmm,” she murmured as she swirled her tongue around the tip. It was as she imagined but even better because it was Joe.

“Oh god,” was all Joe could growl as his hands threaded through her hair to hold her close.

Maybe there was some sort of protocol involved in a blowjob, maybe not. She didn’t care. Maz just wanted to suck that fat cock head into her mouth and drive the man wild.

Joe guessed her thoughts. “I will come if you do.”

“You do what you must, as will I.” Maz gave in to need and sucked the tip inside her mouth. Joe’s hips bucked and her hands went to his thighs to stroke the firm flesh. There was something so raw and sexy and primal about having this man at her mercy. It gave her an unbelievable feeling of power. She sucked more of his cock inside her mouth. The need to taste him was everything.

“Bloody hell…”

Maz could feel the muscles in his legs tense with excitement. She was so wet she was torn between standing up and impaling herself on his length or sucking him dry. She looked up at him, licking her lips. “Do you like that?”

“I love it and I love you.”

“Correct answer.” Her head dropped down for another taste. His groan of excitement urged her on. Although caught up in what she was doing, Maz was conscious of the fact she was the one in control. It excited her. Joe would come but only when she was ready with him fully sheathed inside her. Until then she would enjoy the moment. Maz let his cock slip, pink and wet and shiny, from her mouth. “Tell me something.”

“Anything you want to know I’ll tell you.”

“If I asked you to, would you jack off for me?”

Joe’s body stiffened. “What?”

“I want to watch.” Maz leaned in once more and licked the long vein from the tip of his cock to the base of the shaft, her hands caressing his balls.

“Maz,” Joe choked out, gently pushing her had away. “I want to come inside you.”

Great minds think alike
. “And I want to see you lose control.” Maz knew she had him when Joe swallowed hard.

“Sit back on your heels and open your legs for me.” Joe’s voice was husky with emotion.

Maz was about to point out this was her game but she was eager to see how explosive Joe could be. If being so exposed helped that then who was she to argue. “I’m awfully wet. I may drip on the carpet.”

Joe’s eyes locked with hers. “You’re trying to kill me aren’t you?”

Maz did as he requested, spreading her legs. “Maybe. Your turn.”

When Joe fisted his cock, Maz felt a moment of jealousy.
That’s mine
. But she inwardly shook herself. This was about him losing control. Not her. There was something so hot and primal about a man running his hand up and down his own cock. It was controlled yet there was a sense of urgency that was exciting. Although the climax was assured, it was the look on Joe’s face that gripped Maz the most. His eyes never left hers in his quest to give them both pleasure. Maz almost slid her own fingers to her clit but refrained. She wanted to come but with him in and on her.

“Go faster.”

Joe nodded. “As you wish.”

“Does it feel the same as—”

“When I’m inside you? Oh hell, no.” He pulled harder on his shaft. “Nothing compares to that. You grip me so tightly that I can barely think straight and the heat from your body makes me shiver.”

“Really?” This thought entranced Maz. That she had that effect on Joe never occurred to her. “I never felt that.” But then maybe she was trembling too much herself to realize.

“Oh I do.”

“Um, you’re pulling pretty hard.” Did that hurt? Maz knew cocks were amazingly flexible instruments but she didn’t want to see Joe do any damage to himself. “I’m kind of partial to your friend there.”

Joe grinned. “He’s all yours, as am I.”

The look he gave her was so loving that Maz blinked rapidly for fear of crying. How embarrassing would that be? “What about when my mouth is on your cock?” She saw his hips buck at that thought.

“While amazing, it’s not the same.” Joe stilled his hand for a moment. “Do you really want to see me come?”

“Yes.” It was not something a good girl would have asked to see but good was vastly overrated and knowing this man would do whatever she asked of him made her feel powerful. And loved. It was at that moment that Maz understood something. Joe loved her. In many ways she had denied this for fear of him leaving as he once had. But now, that fear wasn’t there so much.
Maybe I have come to trust the man before me and forget the boy who was
. “Please show me, Joseph.”

“Anything for you, Marilyn.”

Okay. It was not what she expected. It was one thing to feel him jerk and strain inside her body but another to see the mechanics of hand-induced orgasm. “Huh,” she murmured as watched him.

“Huh?” Joe mimicked, looking at her in amusement. “I’m supposed to be inspiring you with the raw power emanating from my cock.”

“Oh trust me, while I find your cock fascinating and best-friend-worthy, this is different.”

“What did you expect? A volcano?”

“Well it feels that way when you’re inside me.” Although he always wore a condom, the pulse and jerk of him was explosive.

Joe started laughing. “I adore you. Only you, Maz, would say that.”

“I’m sorry.” It was not a flattering thing to say.

“Don’t be.” He patted his thighs. “Come here.”

“Normally I would love a ride of that beastie.” Maz side stepped him. “But I’m late for my shift at the Shearer.” She turned and started to walk away. She knew she wouldn’t get far, but like Joe, she was willing to give up some control for what she wanted.

Joe lunged forward and caught her ankle before she could escape. “I don’t think so, lady. You have to finish what you started.” He dropped her lightly, stomach first, to the ground, his body imprisoning hers. The raw, musky smell of male sexuality captivated her senses and made her heart beat faster.

“But the pub.” Though the heat of his body on hers was making the most persuasive argument for staying.

“It can wait.”

“What about the gym?”

“I’ll give you a workout you'll never forget,” Joe whispered against her ear as he lifted her onto her knees.

Yes, please.
Maz could feel his already hardening cock against her ass and she knew what she needed. “But, I think—” She choked as one of his hands slid under her body and touched her pussy and she had no idea what she had been about to say.

“O-oh.” His fingers found her clit.

“Is that good?”

Maz sucked in her breath. It was beyond good. “It’s okay.”

“Liar.” Joe kissed the side of her neck. “Tell me what you want.”

Oh, she could fight it but what was the point? She was his. They both knew it. She bore down against his hand. “I want you everywhere.”

Joe blew softly against her neck as he stroked her upper thigh. “Do you want me inside you?”

“Yes.” Maz’s voice was barely a whimper, as his fingers teased her skin.

“What about here?” One long finger pushed into her anus.

Maz jerked forward. “Um…”

“Um?” His finger penetrated through the ring of muscle.

They had never done this before though she had often wondered what it would feel like to have Joe’s cock wedged high up inside her ass. “You’re kind of big.”
Was that even doable? Do I want to try it? Oh hell, yes.

“I would never hurt you.”

“I know.” She shivered as a second finger joined the first in her anus. Maz was completely held in place by his fingers teasing the sensitive hole.

“May I? Please?”

Maz licked her lips in thought. She knew what he was asking. It was something she wanted. “I've never…” she stopped when she realized how dumb that sounded. Joe knew only too well the extent of her experience.

“We’ve had a lot of firsts together Maz.”

“Yes we have.” She closed her eyes and concentrated on the friction inside her body. “Joe?” Maz turned her face so she could see him.

“Hmm?”

“Please…”

“What?”

“Take me.”

“Where?”

“Anywhere you want.” The words were out and Maz didn’t regret them. “I’m yours.” She had never stopped being his.

“As I belong only to you.” He slipped his fingers from her body. “Don’t move.”

“Where are you going?”

Joe chuckled and slapped her butt lightly. “I have to get a couple of things. I promise I will be back. Wild horses could not keep me from you, lady.”

“Hurry.” Maz needed to be filled and now.

Joe leaned over her. “Needy are we?”

His voice was a hot whisper against her ear. It made her body shudder. “Yes,
we
are needy.” Maz knew she wasn’t alone in her desires. The stiff cock that brushed her skin was evidence of that. She felt Joe move away. She could have turned around and watched him or even sat down and waited for him but there something so primal and out of control being on her hands and knees and waiting for her lover.

Maz heard sudden swearing and the sound of a body hitting the ground. “Are you okay?” She swiveled her head around to see Joe jumping to his feet.

“Yep, just eager and clumsy.” He approached her, a tube of lube in one hand and condoms in the other.

“Well, be careful. Don’t damage anything that’s useful to me.” Maz surveyed his bouncing cock. She wanted all of it inside her. There was only one problem.

“Trust me, it will fit,” Joe said as if guessing her thoughts.

“What else am I thinking right now?”

“Why hasn’t he got that damn condom on? Is the lube cold? Am I going to giggle or moan when he pushes into my ass?” Joe knelt down behind her and ripped the condom packaging with his teeth. “The condom will be on any second, the lube is cool but it’s kind of fun and I bet on you crying out my name in passion in a couple of minutes.

“Well I’m going to make sure I laugh then.” She stiffened as she felt Joe’s hands position her hips.

“Relax.” He placed slow, thorough kisses down the side of her neck making her shiver.

“That’s easy for you to say. You’re not going to have a pole shoved up your ass.” Not that she was worried about that. Maz was actually looking forward to it.

“Not exactly a flattering description.” Joe flipped the lid off the lube. “What about calling my cock something like my ‘powerful love muscle’?”

Maz burst out laughing only stopping when he started to work the slippery lube into the tight puckered hole of her ass. One finger followed by another slid easily inside. Maz bit back the moan that came to her lips.

“Okay?” Joe pushed a third finger in and began working them backward and forward.

“Yes-s-s,” Maz moaned under the steady, pumping pressure of his hand.

“Want to cry out my name yet?”

“Who are you again?”

“Just a man.”

“A mighty fine man.” He was.
And I am lucky to have him as long as I can.

“I do my best.”

“Joe?”

“Yes?”

Maz ground her ass back against him. “I need more than fingers.”

“This may hurt so I wanted you to get used to the feeling.” He pulled his fingers out.

Maz smiled softly. He was such a caring lover. “You’ve never hurt me yet
.” And maybe, just maybe, I acted a little dumb over the whole Cheryl thing.

“And this is why I love you, Maz.” Joe moved in and positioned his cock at her anus. “Hey, you’re shivering.” He wrapped one arm around her waist and held Maz close.

She was. He loved her. Of course he had said it before but she knew at that moment he really did. “Heat me up, Joe.” Maz needed to feel him all the way inside her.

“Anything for you, Maz.”

At first the pressure of a large cock head against a tight ring of muscle seemed impossible and too much. Maz almost asked Joe to back off. Almost. The need to be filled overrode any other concern she had. When his cock finally penetrated her bum, Maz stiffened as the strangest feeling took hold of her body. It was uncomfortable but not. It was tight but a perfect fit. The penetrative force was scorching hot yet she melted under the gentle assault of muscle pushing inside her. “Oh Joe…”

“Told you,” he whispered in her ear.

“That was a sigh and not a cry.”

“Same difference.”

“Just shut up and fuck me, Joseph.”

“Yes, Marilyn.”

And then he started moving and Maz’s fingers burrowed into the carpet. She closed her eyes and breathed deeply as every thrust pushed deeper and harder inside her until she could feel his balls grinding up against her butt.

Okay?” Joe kissed her shoulders as his fingers moved around to play with her clit.

“Yes.” And then he gave her the slowest, most through fucking of her life. The intensity of it made her whole body shake as the friction of his cock pulling out and sinking back in over and over made her whimper. It was so different to have him buried in her ass. It was the same heat yet it was the forbidden aspect of it that made it more exciting. “We have to do this again.”

“Oh yeah,” Joe readily agreed readily. “Can I move faster?”

“There’s more.”
Dear Lord, who’s a lucky girl?

Joe chuckled. “I went slowly because I wanted you to get used to me.”

“By all means go faster. Please do.”

That’s when Maz cried his name. Maz didn’t care that he was right. She loved the slap of his thighs on her ass, the grunt and groan as Joe came and the way his arms encircled her body and held her close as she screamed when the orgasm hit her.

Chapter Eight

“Beryl was here.” Merlene smiled and shook her head at Maz as she approached.

“Oh yeah?” Maz felt amazing. That was the only way to describe it. Every inch of her body tingled from Joe’s touch.
Sore thigh? What sore thigh?

“Yeah. Word around town is you and Joe were spotted frolicking naked at his place.”

Maz rolled her eyes at this. “Whose word.”

“I heard it from Blue.”

“That’s a really reliable source,” Maz snorted at the idea. “Anyway, I never frolic. Do I look like a frolicker?”