You Might Just Get It (2 page)

Eric didn’t find many women this intriguing at first glance. When he prepared a meal, he refused to settle for anything less than the best quality ingredients available. He felt the same about women. He didn’t like drama. He didn’t like guessing. He wasn’t attracted to gigglers. He preferred a mature woman. One who knew what she wanted, where she was going. A woman who knew her way around her own body. Knew what she liked and wasn’t afraid to show a man how to give it to her. Younger women tended to be too self-conscious for his taste. It often seemed to Eric as if many of the younger women he’d dated acted like being in bed with a man was an audition tape. They tried to turn love making into a performance. He found it a big turn-off..

The minute he’d spotted Kate across the courtyard, he felt something, a tug in her direction. It didn’t hurt that she had short hair. For some reason, Eric had a thing for a woman with short, dark hair. Not to mention her other assets. She met all his requirements. Kate was smart. She had a lovely smile and a contagious laugh. And she possessed sweet, perky breasts with those perpetually erect nipples. They’d poked so enticingly through the thin material of her wet tee shirt when he’d found her on the stoop that his cock had begun twitching immediately. She had a slender waist and nicely flaring hips, and she possessed incredibly long legs that could wrap around a man while he pumped into her. Eric wanted those long legs wrapped around him, tonight.

***

When Eric pulled her to him, and she felt the ridge of his erection pressed against her bottom, Kate nearly swooned. A voice in her head spoke up.
How silly that would be. Don’t swoon. Say yes. When was the last time you had an offer like this? Years ago, lady, years ago. Say yes, Kate. Say yes.

Eric turned her around slowly and looked into her eyes. A wet finger stroked her cheek, asking permission. He opened his mouth as if to say something.

“
Don’t speak,” Kate ordered. “Just kiss me before I change my mind.”

“
With pleasure,” Eric growled, and his mouth descended upon hers. Hot. Hungry. Demanding.

Kate’s lips parted beneath his onslaught and her tongue touched his. She felt Eric’s hands in her hair, gently but firmly positioning her head where he wanted her, allowing him the deepest access to her willing mouth. Her body automatically molded itself against his hard length. Before she knew it, her arms were around him, her nails digging into his shoulders while the man liberally explored her mouth. Taking his time, tasting his way.

Soft sounds escaped Kate’s throat. Whimpers. Moans. Sounds she hadn’t heard herself make in a very long time, except in her dreams. Eric’s mouth left hers and trailed along her jaw line. Kate threw her head back. He took the hint and nipped his way down her neck, his movements slow, deliberate; his lips warm and insistent. Kate felt his hand on her waist, beneath her shirt. His touch seared her skin as he moved his palm upward, seeking her breast. His hand closed around her, fingers toying with her sensitive tip through the lace of her bra.

“
Oh God…” Kate gasped. “Eric…”

In an instant she found herself lifted onto the countertop. Her tee shirt was suddenly pulled over her head and tossed aside. Kate watched Eric use a free hand to tug off his own shirt. She reached for his lean, sculpted chest, feeling a ripple run just below his skin as her fingers touched him. With little effort, Eric undid the front clasp of her bra and freed her breasts.

“
You’re so lovely,” he murmured, staring at her in unabashed appreciation. He lowered his mouth to a rosy nipple. His mouth felt hot against her and he sucked urgently, rolling the tight bud between his tongue and his palate. He nipped at her.

When Eric licked his way to her other peak, Kate leaned back to wrap her long legs around his waist, drawing his lower body closer. She heard him practically growl with desire. She could feel how hard the man was as he rubbed rhythmically against her through their jeans, even as he concentrated on her other nipple with the same exquisite attention to detail he’d paid to the first. Kate’s head dropped forward, her breathing shallow, rapid.

“
Eric…” She cried out. “God…yes…” Any more of this and she would come right there sitting in front of the kitchen sink, water running behind her.

***

Eric pulled his mouth away from Kate’s breast, breathing hard. He placed a hand on either side of her face and slanted his mouth over hers. He thrust his tongue inside, ruthless now. He lifted his head and looked at her, seeing her flushed face, swollen lips, hooded eyes.

“
Not yet, lover,” he murmured against her mouth. “Not yet. I want to taste you first.”

Eric heard Kate whimper at his words. God, she made such glorious sounds. He reached behind her and flipped off the faucet. Kate’s legs still wrapped around his waist, Eric lifted her from the counter. His mouth on hers, he stumbled through the kitchen with her in his arms. He made it as far as the living room where he sat her on the couch and knelt in front of her. With a groan, he unzipped his jeans and freed himself. He ached to be inside the woman. He couldn’t remember ever being this fucking hard. But he wanted to taste her. He had to feel her silky skin against his lips. He wanted to watch Kate come before he allowed himself the ultimate pleasure of thrusting his cock inside her. She was so beautiful, with her long legs and her smooth, slender body and those big brown eyes that questioned his motives but accepted his actions nonetheless.

Eric could sense Kate was exactly what she seemed, a woman who had lived a little. Who had learned how to laugh, how to lose graciously, how to say
thank you
when a man complimented her, instead of asking if some dress made her look fat.

Christ, she turned him on. He felt her hands on his shoulders, waiting for him to make the next move, silently begging him to make the next move. He reached for the snap on her jeans. He stripped them from her, eyes locked on her face. Eric watched her bite her lower lip in anticipation. He smiled when he saw her black boy shorts. No silk thong for Kate. Eric very slowly slid his palms along the inside of her satiny thighs, savoring the feel of every inch. Her legs began to shake as her spread them wider, giving him access and a view of what he was about to do. His thumbs reached the edge of her shorts and he slid them beneath, one on each side, touching the delicate, silk inside.

Yes
, he heard Kate say, her voice husky with desire. God she was hot. She was wet and slippery and ready for him. Ready for whatever he had in mind.

***

Kate felt one of Eric’s thumbs slip inside her panties. He slid slowly through her folds until he found her clit. Oh. My. God. He knew enough about a woman’s body to know that direct pressure was sometimes too much, especially when a woman was as turned on as she was. He deliberately circled the swollen nub with his wet thumb, a thumb that was wet with her now, instead of water from the kitchen faucet. The second thumb trailed after the first, entering her carefully, thrusting inside her in a slow, steady rhythm. Kate tried to keep her eyes open, she tried to watch Eric’s face as he watched her, but she found it impossible. She thought she might scream with pleasure. Instead, Kate threw her head back against the couch and gripped the cushions hard with both hands.

Kate called, “Eric…”

He bit the inside of her thigh in response.

“
Oh…God…Eric…” She arched her back, rising towards him as she came, pressing hard against his fingers. Her orgasm went on forever.

“
That’s it, lover,” she heard Eric murmur. “I want you to come again, just like that, but this time, against my mouth.”

Kate heard herself reply, but her reply was unintelligible, as he removed her boy shorts, spread her thighs and lowered his mouth to her. Eric replaced his thumb with his tongue and he ran it over her swollen, sensitive clit and down to her tender opening.

He lifted his head for a moment. “You taste heavenly, Kate,” he said, and then he placed his mouth against her, alternately sucking and licking, nipping at her clit. He slid a finger into her, then two, while his other hand reached up her body to toy with a hard nipple.

Never, in her entire life, had Kate experienced anything so sensual, so arousing, so intense. She threaded her hands through Eric’s thick hair and followed his movements. There was no need to direct him. He knew exactly what she needed.

Kate moaned wildly as she teetered on the brink of orgasm. Suddenly Eric nipped her and she screamed. She shattered, his tongue thrusting inside her to lap at the tiny contractions. Eric was masterful, Kate realized from a far, distant place. He was quite simply, a masterful lover.

***

The woman was delicious. Honey and caramel and Celtic sea salt mixed together. Her response drove him wild and he nearly exploded when she came against his tongue.

Jesus Christ, Kate was much woman. Eric laid her down on the couch and impatiently stripped off his remaining clothes. As Kate watched, he pulled a condom out of his jeans pocket. He ripped open the package, but Kate sat up and reached for it, stopping his hands.

“
Let me,” she said.

She took the foil wrapped condom from him and set it next to her on the couch. Her hands stroked him as he stood before her. She ran her palms slowly along both sides of his swollen cock and Eric closed his eyes for an instant. Surprised, he felt her warm, wet tongue follow her palm and he groaned, deep in his chest.

“
Like silk over steel,” Kate murmured, just before she wrapped her hot, luscious mouth around the head of his thick cock, taking in as much of him as she could.

Eric placed his hands lightly on Kate’s head, not directing, just encouraging, letting her take charge. She wrapped one arm around his hips, her other hand caressed his scrotum, squeezing gently, as she sucked the head of his cock with marvelous enthusiasm.

Eric felt like a gourmet lollipop at a specialty food fair. Her tongue was a wonder. Without second thought, he began to thrust his hips, and she took him deeper. Christ, if she didn’t stop, he’d come in three seconds.

“
Kate…” His voice was deep. “Kate, stop. God… Stop. Let me inside, now. Fuck. Now.”

It seemed to Eric that Kate reluctantly pulled her mouth away, rubbing her thumb over his tip as she left him to reach for the condom. She pulled the latex out and carefully rolled it over his jutting erection.

“
Magnum,” she said, looking up at him with a mischievous grin.

“
Too big for you?” He challenged her with a matching grin as he lowered her to the couch.

“
Uh-uh,” she replied. “Just right.”

“
Then spread your legs, lover, and let me in.”

Eric lay over her. He ran his cock through her slick folds and pressed against her opening, exactly the position he’d wanted to be in since the moment he saw her. Kate was tight and he met with resistance. He could tell this act wasn’t something she made a habit of. What a shame. A woman like Kate should be fucked, and often.

Eric heard her gasp as he entered. He lowered his mouth to hers and licked her lips. “It’s all right, lover. Relax. I’ve got you. It’s okay. I won’t hurt you. Ssshhhhh.”

He felt her muscles loosen ever so slightly and he thrust inside before she could tense up again. Thrust to the very root of his cock and held still. Kate jerked, but remained silent. Eric kissed her, concentrating on her mouth, calming her, as he tried to bring himself under control. If he didn’t, he’d come in one more thrust. Like a fucking teenager. Kate was hot. She was wet. She was tight as a virgin and he could feel her body take him in and surround him as if there was no barrier between them.

Slow as maple syrup in the early spring, Eric began to move inside Kate. He pulled nearly all the way out, hearing her whimper, and he thrust again. She moved to meet him and he rocked against her, watching her thrash beneath his hard body. Her hands clutched at his buttocks, squeezing, pulling him deep inside with each pump of his hips. Eric moved his mouth to her breast. His teeth tugged at her erect nipple. He growled against her as she practically screamed with arousal. God almighty… Eric had no idea it was possible to be so hard. He couldn’t wait another minute.

“
Kate,” he said, panting as he spoke her name. “Come with me lover. Come with me.”

“
Oh yes,” she moaned. “Yes, Eric, yes…”

Eric felt his climax begin. He buried his face in her sweet neck and bit down. Kate clutched at him, fingernails digging into his shoulders. She shattered beneath him without a sound, as he thrust deep, burying himself within her. Her contractions milked him and he spurted hot and heavy. Eric felt as if he’d been thrust out of his body for one long, heavenly moment. It was almost as if Kate was the first real woman he’d ever made love to.

Panting, spent, arms shaking, Eric tried to hold himself above her, but Kate pulled him to her chest.

“
You won’t squish me,” she said with a smile. “I want to feel the weight of you.”

So Eric lay across her, his face nestled in her soft, sweet-smelling hair, his fingers toying with her still erect nipple. She purred her approval.

“
You better be careful,” she whispered. “I might make you do that all over again.”

Eric chuckled. “You read my mind,” he said. “Give me fifteen minutes and we can continue this in the bedroom.”