Page 91 of Body Shot

“I see that. C’mere.” I reach for her hand and tug her closer, then down onto my lap. My eager dick twitches against her ass.

“Oh my God. Control that thing,” she whispers. “Not here!”

I smile and slide a hand around the back of her neck, bringing her mouth down to meet mine. I brush a soft kiss over her lips, press my mouth to hers, then open my mouth and lick inside. Her lips part and her tongue strokes mine and heat explodes between us as we kiss, over and over.

A moment later, she’s trembling and panting. “Sweet Jesus,” she gasps. “We can’t do this here.”

“Sure we can. Claire won’t bother us unless we ring the bell. Just trying to relax you, baby.”

“I’m not relaxing. I’m . . . I’m getting hot . . .”

“Mmm. Good.” I kiss her again and as I do I slide my hands up under her T-shirt. She shivers at my touch on her skin and I slowly lifted the T-shirt, higher, over her breasts and over her head. “There you go. Need to get you undressed so I can see you in that pretty underwear.”

She moans.

I snap open the back fastener of her bra, a basic beige bra. Nothing wrong with that—I know there’s a need for such things at times. But there are also times when something pretty and sexy is better.

She sits topless on my lap, her cheeks flushed a bright pink, her eyes sparkling with desire. A fucking fantasy.

“Gorgeous. Look at you.” I cup her tits, loving how their soft weight fills my palms, her nipples puckered up into sweet points.

“Oh God, Beck. This is so . . . outrageous.”

“I know.” I caress her breasts, watching my hands shape them, rubbing my thumbs over her nipples. Her smile at my words makes my heart jump in my chest. I glide my hands down her sides to her waist then lift her off me. “Okay, baby, try on the bras.”

Still blushing, she reaches for one and slips it on. When she adjusts her breasts in the sheer cups, my dick thickens even more. She bites her lip and turns to the gilt-framed mirror.

“Looks like it fits.”

She turns her shoulders one way, then the other, and back to face me. “It’s perfect.”

“And hot.”

She tries the others. With each change of lingerie, I get harder and hornier. “We’ll take them all,” I rasp as she models the last one. I unzip the fly of my jeans. “Get your sexy little ass over here.”

A moan escapes her lips. Her eyelids lower as she takes off the bra and drops it onto the chaise beside me with all the others. I shove a hand into my front pocket and pull out the small packet I stashed there earlier. I rip it open to reveal the condom, then pull out my aching cock and give it a few hard, fast strokes.

“Beck . . .” she whispers, staring at my hand on my shaft.

“Take off your shorts.” I keep my voice low. “And come sit on my cock, baby. Look how hard you made me, showing off those gorgeous tits.” I roll the condom on.

“I wasn’t showing off.” She makes no move to divest herself of her shorts.

I reach for her and flick open the button. “Admit it. They made you feel sexy.”

“No.” The corners of her lips lift and she draws down the zipper of her shorts. “It wasn’t the lingerie that made me feel sexy. It wasyou.” With a little shimmy, shorts and panties drop to the floor. She moves over me, straddling my legs. Blood surges into my dick, throbbing, my balls heavy and aching with the need to come. “The way you watched me,” she whispers near my ear. “Knowing I was making you hard.Thatmade me feel sexy.”

“Damn, baby.” I grip my cock with one hand and her hip with the other as she lowers herself over me. The tip of my cock nudges her tight entrance and my blood races hot through my veins.

“I can’t believe we’re doing this.” She lays her hands on my chest. “And I think I’ve said that before with you. How do you make me lose my mind like this?”

“It’s my huge cock. And my incredible charm.”

Her eyes half closed, she smiles, and my heart does another bump against my sternum.

“So damn beautiful, baby. And you feel so good.” I drive my hips up and her inner walls close around me like a hot, velvet glove. “Not gonna take much . . .”

“It’s okay. We should be quick . . .” She moves on me, and the slide of her pussy over my engorged dick has tingles racing down the backs of my thighs.

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