Page 4 of Purrfect Planning

I groan and finally grasp the cups of her bra and yank them down, baring her full, luscious breasts to my hungry eyes. “Fuck,” I groan and then my hands cup one of them, loving the heavy, silky feel of her in my palm. My mouth drags down her throat until I finally grasp a nipple and tug at it gently, running my teeth along the sensitive tip until her full hips undulate under me, her core so wet that I feel her juices wetting my boxers, dripping down my thigh.

“You need a good fucking, don’t you, sweetheart?”

“Oh god, yes! It’s been so long.”

I chuckle darkly. “Don’t you worry, sweetheart. I’m gonna fuck you so hard you’ll be set for years. You’ll still feel me inside you for so long that I’ll ruin you for other men.”

She shivers and whimpers and her hands run along my body like she’s not sure where to touch first. But I like it all. I like her body, her touch, the way she whimpers deep in her throat, whining for me. Only for me.

I lift her a little with one hand and then grasp my pants and boxers with the other, yanking them down until I’m bare and standing straight and tall for her.

“Oh jeez,” she moans and she scoots back, leaning down until her mouth lightly grazes my stiff rod. I tug at her hair and growl, “Not now, sweet thing. I want that pussy. I can feel how wet you are. It’s dripping onto my skin. I want to sink inside you and fuck you so hard that you can’t stand for a week. It’s been too long for me too, baby. I think you’re just what I need.”

She nods her head and I reach for my wallet, pulling out a condom and slipping it on quickly. I’ve barely got it on and she’s hovering over me, her slick lips glistening with her dew.

“I hope you don’t hate me for this, sweetheart, but this is gonna be fast and hard. I fucking want you so damn bad.”

She just sighs and lowers her hips until I feel her velvety lips opening around my thick head. That’s all it takes. That and hersoft moan of ecstasy and I go off like a rocket, reaching for her hips and slamming her down until her body is nestled on mine. Her core brushes my thighs and I groan and then lift her up and slam her down as I drive my hips up into her.

In and out, up and down. Like a wild storm raging we fuck so hard that my head slams into the wall and I see stars. But I don’t care. I wouldn’t stop if someone opened the door and said we were free.

Her pussy is so tight and slick that I hammer her, fast and hard. “I’ve never felt anything as good as you wrapped around me, baby. Slide that wet pussy down my cock and come for me.”

She flushes and whimpers, her thighs tightening round me as I reach one hand up and bring her stiff peak up to my lips, biting down lightly.

“Oh god!” She screams and her silken walls tighten, convulsing as she stiffens in my arms, her head thrown back, her hair wild around us, soft and silky. I grab her mane and tug hard, grinding up into her until I can feel her reaching her peak again.

“That’s it, sweetheart. Let go for me. Take me over the edge with you.”

And both of us fall apart. My cock jerks and spurts so many times I almost black out. My spine tingles and my whole body feels liquified, pleasure sizzling along my nerve endings.

Panting, she falls to me and her heaving breasts rub my chest. Her breath skates along my neck and I swear I’ve never felt so good in my life.

Sex has never been this good. Just when I think I can lift my head and talk, I hear steps rushing to the door and she jerks wildly, her deep blue eyes widening.

“Oh shit!” I mumble under my breath as she grabs her dress and yanks it over her head. I jerk my pants and zipper up, shoving the pieces of her sexy panties in my pocket. The door opens as she stumbles up, her purse and heels in her hand.

“Oh my god, Aspen! Are you alright? I saw Princessa right before I was about to leave and she was yowling outside the door.”

Thank fuck for that! Maybe the other woman didn’t hear us going at it like wild animals.

Before I can say one word, she grabs the cat’s leash and races for the door, her cheeks so flushed she looks like she has a fever. “Thank you so much! I’m so sorry, I’ve got to go.”

I don’t even get the chance to tell her good-bye as she races out the door, away from me.

March 1st: National Wedding Planning Day

CHAPTER 3

Aspen

My stomach roils out of control again and I stumble weakly to my feet. Sweat beads my forehead and I groan.

This has been a horrible two months. The flu that I’ve been fighting off just will not quit. Every morning and any time I eat, I throw up and then have to go lie down. I’m about ready to go to the doctor and find out what it’s gonna take to get over this thing.

But right now, I’ve got work to do. I’m meeting my new clients at the coffee shop down the street. And this is the big one that I’ve been so looking forward to. If only I felt better. I’m gonna need all my wits about me to deal with the singer, Harmony. She’s got a vision in her head for her wedding and she’s not willing to take anything less.

Frankly, neither am I. She’s got the money to get exactly what she wants. There’s no reason that she can’t have it.

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