Page 40 of Caught off Guard

Zora Langston, you’re going to be my wife.

As a picture of my future came into view, I held Zora tighter, enjoying the thump of her heartbeat next to my chest. The thought of us connected like this for the rest of our lives hit me like a ton of bricks.

“Are you okay?” Zora’s voice interrupted my thoughts as her lithe fingers stroked the muscles across my back.

“Yes. Your touch is magical. So good, baby.” I closed my eyes and pictured Zora spread eagle across my king-size bed downstairs, stroking my lower body as intensely as she was now but with me deep into her womanly tunnel.

“I’m glad you enjoy this. It’s the least I can do for how you’ve cared for me.”

“Is there anything else I can do for you? Do you need a release?” I brushed my fingers across the crotch of Zora’s moist panties.

Despite her wetness, she shook her head.

“Just hold me. This was such a beautiful experience. Thank you, Cairo, for making me feel special and wanted.”

Zora and I held hands, laid down, and spooned in her bed before we dozed off.

Several hours later, I woke suddenly in the dark room. Her sweet, fruity scent surrounded me like a blanket, and her smooth back against my chest warmed me like a toaster. My body gravitated to her, with my erection pressed against her round butt through my briefs.

“Are you awake?” She spoke the words so low they were barely audible.

Since I was half awake, I didn’t respond. She pushed her behind into me and positioned my manhood between the cheeks of her thong. As her fingers explored my pole, she ground against it several times, panting softly with each quick connection of our bodies. My hungry body needed this.

I reached for her breasts, which were still covered by her bralette, and squeezed them hard over the fabric, teasing her nipples to arouse her more. Within seconds, she inserted her fingers into the waistband of my briefs and pushed them down to the top of my thighs. With a firm grip, she held me andplanted my tip dangerously close to her vagina. Her wetness felt like I had already entered a deep pool of ecstasy.

I slowly humped and teased Zora with my barely-there thrust, slipping my fingers under the cup of her bra until her breasts were free. I palmed one breast, then another, tweaking and twirling her pebbled nipples with my fingers until she squirmed. I licked the tip of her ear and spoke directly into it.

“Do you want this dick or not? I got condoms in that drawer.”

Zora moaned as the wet sounds of my precum filled the air. I lowered my fingers to her crotch, where wetness pooled in her panties. I pushed them aside and massaged her clit gently, planting sweet kisses on her earlobe.

“I want to taste you so badly,” she finally said. “One time. No one has to know.”

Her words left her mouth more like a question than a statement.

I gave her folds another little taste of my smooth, wet tip. It felt perfect against her gushiness.

“You’re right, baby. It’s just you and me.”

I waited for her signal to move ahead.

Instead, she sighed and held my wrist to still my movements. I removed my hand and lowered it as she pulled her bra back down over her breasts. When we separated, she turned over the bed and faced me, her hands providing a barrier between us.

“Yes, I want you, but I’d be shady if I do this without officially cutting ties with Geoff. I’m sorry.” She reached down and pulled my boxers up.

The window offered enough light for me to see her downturned eyes and drawn lips.

“To respect your wishes, I’m going to have to put a barrier between us or leave. You’re too damn tempting. Geoff definitely wouldn’t like this.”

“Then go.”

Wow.

I won against one of the biggest rivals in the league tonight, but I felt like I’d lost a bigger prize. My feelings were hurt, but I refused to wallow in pity in front of Zora. Instead, I kissed her on the forehead and exited the bed.

“I’ll see you at breakfast. As always, call or text me if you need anything before then. Good night, Zora.”

“Good night.”

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