Page 6 of Seven Minutes In Heaven
Chapter 3
“Hoooly shit,” Jake muttered upon Claire’s lips. “This is really wrong.”
She giggled, even though his tongue was down her throat and she busied herself with feeling up his chest and tugging on his belt. “Yet it feels so right, yeah?” Assuming that by “right” she meantgood.Right. Good. An in-the-moment tryst that she may regret later, but right now wanted so badly that her whole body threatened to burst in excitement. For all she knew, this was her last chance to have hot sex with a hotter man before she married Arthur Carter. Even if she arranged extramarital affairs to keep her sanity – because there was no way Arthur would give uphis– Claire had no guarantee that she would ever find a man willing to piss Arthur off by sleeping with his wife. Like how Jake had uttered that this was “wrong.”
“That man really has no idea who he’s marrying, huh?” Jake lifted Claire off the floor and propped her against the wall. Both of her legs wrapped around his waist.That was quick.Everything about this was deliciously quick. Reminded Claire of the tipsy games she used to play at high school parties.Seven minutes in Heaven. I hope this guy can last longer than seven minutes.“Because you’re a dangerous woman.”
“What can I say? I need to be with a man who isn’t going to have a heart attack the first time he sees these.” Claire locked Jake into a kiss as she shimmied out of her dress straps and dipped her tongue beneath his chin. While he lost the will tonotgrab her bare breasts, Claire unzipped his pants and felt the fine silk of his boxers.Yup, yup, this is totally happening.She was past the point of no return. Claire didn’t care if she messed up her marriage arrangement to a cheating bastard she would never love anyway. Who knew? Maybe Jake was her true beloved, come to save her soul from eternal damnation!
Just like a whimsical, romantic fairy-tale. Art was the greedy dragon hording his beautiful princess in an untouchable tower. Here came Sir Jake, ready to lop off the dragon’s wrinkly head and bed the young princess. Sounded like the kind of movie Jake needed to fund. Starring Claire, of course.
“You gonna fuck me, Jake?” Claire didn’t wait for an answer before grabbing his cock. The man was already half-stiff and liable to jerk away from her at any moment.If he thinks he’s only getting a handjob in here, well, he’s an idiot.A cute idiot, though. Claire would only risk everything for a cute idiot. “You gonna show me what it’s like to get fucked by a real man?”
“How about you shut up?” Jake slammed his hand against the wall. Claire’s skirt climbed up her thighs. “Because that diabolical mouth of yours is on the fast track to ruining this.”
“You want it, huh?”
He paused their famished lip-sucking to take a gander at her breasts hanging out of her dress and her limber legs spread around his waist. The tiny closet ensured they would never be more than a few inches apart. If Jake wanted out, he had to duck beneath her legs and leave her high and dry.As if. Like I’m dry.She was dry like Jake was hard. The more seconds went by, the harder he grew in her grasp.I’m so ready.
“Oh, yeah. I want it.”
“Did you want to fuck me from the moment you first saw me?”
“Considering how we zero to sixtied this, I think it’s safe to say that the very first thought I had about you included sex.”
Claire grinned. Jake had called her diabolical only a moment ago. She certainly felt like a dirty devil now. “Glad we’re on the same page. Because I had similar thoughts about you.”
Jake pried her legs open and slammed his waist against her thighs. Gasping, Claire accepted all of him into her embrace, a part of her shocked that he had yet to fuck her.
How much time had passed, anyway? Two minutes? Five? A whole ten of them thinking about doing it instead of getting to the main event? “Fuck me, Jake. For the love of God, I need you.”
There was one little problem: Claire’s tights, which stretched across her pelvis, straining to keep her contained. It was the most fragile chastity belt in the world, but it provided one last barrier between what was right and what was wrong. Sex wasn’t supposed to bewrong.It was supposed to be the most glorious celebration of the physical human experience. No wonder Claire was so determined to experience it at least one more time before signing her life away to a man old enough to be her grandfather.
Jake must have had similar feelings, whatever his backstory. For he tore apart Claire’s tights with one loud grunt echoing in the closet. That virile display of his masculinity made Claire groan as soon as her sensitive skin met the air.
He silenced her with another kiss. The head of his erect cock touched her wet nether lips.Oh, God. Do it. Please. Make me feel like a woman.It wasn’t enough to have him pay so much attention to her. To hear what he wanted to do to her. To feel his teeth nip her nipples and feel his hands grab her ass and thighs. She needed the whole experience. In as little time as possible, since she needed to get back to the party before anyone missed her.
“You are such a liability.” It was like Jake tried to talk himself out of this, but Claire was too powerful, drawing him in one centimeter at a time. She threw her head back as her inner walls relaxed and accepted the girth of his cock.Hooooly shit is right.She withheld a cry of torturous pleasure.That is so amazing.Was it the forbidden nature of this tryst? Getting off on the thought of someone walking in on them? The unconventional position she hadn’t tried in years? Or was Jake that good inside of her? “I can’t believe I’m fucking doing this.”
I hope for your sake you don’t have a girlfriend.Until then, Claire had assumed Jake’s problem had to do with Arthur. Maybe he was attached to another woman. Not. Her. Problem.
Her only problem was taking that cock and kissing those lips as Jake fucked her.
He did not hold back.
Later, when her brain wasn’t fixated on sex and getting what she wanted, Claire would wonder if the intensity of Jake’s thrusts came from his frustration with the situation or his grand desire to have her. She was the sensual siren who had seduced him into a closet atherengagement party, after all. Now here he was, with her legs practically over his shoulders, her tits in his face, and his cock buried so deep within her that his heavy balls slapped against her ass every time he dove into her. Claire was in Heaven, of course. Seven minutes of it, if time hadn’t completely escaped her.
She didn’t care what was in Jake’s head. It could have been blissful nothingness, a consuming need to fuck her, or so much guilt and shame that he would turn to the cloth after this. Didn’t matter. Claire only cared about the wonderful sensations claiming her.
Because this waswaybetter than she had anticipated! With her usual luck, Jake would have had a tiny, limp dick and the stamina to last about two minutes. What kind of fortune had she stumbled upon when he not only got it up right away, but managed to plow her against the wall as if his sole purpose in life was to pin her up and fill her full of his essence?
How did she manage to not scream in absolute ecstasy? Heaven knew she wanted to. The sounds were in her throat and ready to burst. They threatened to alert the whole party that she was having way too much fun without her fiancé.
Damn the old bastard! Claire wasn’t going to spare him a second thought as she rode this stranger’s dick and had one of the greatest thrills of her life!
It didn’t help that every part of her enjoyed every part of him. Claire’s senses were in overdrive. Not only her sense of touch, which burned in joy to have this man fuck her in ways she didn’t realize were humanly possible. Her nose was treated to the sweetest scent of musk that became stronger the closer this man reached orgasm. The taste of his tongue in her mouth reminded her of the kind of sinful pleasures she treated herself to whenever she went off her diet of the month. Her eyes feasted upon the effortless way his muscles moved beneath his clothes and his darling brown eyes gazed back at her when he could pry his mouth off her throat. And her ears? Her sense of hearing had never loved witnessing a man fuck her more. Every grunt, every groan, and every meeting of their bodies had Claire rolling her eyes into the back of her head as she enjoyed the ride.
The only thing she would attribute to this silly position against the wall was the advantage it gave Jake’s cock when it came to hitting Claire where it counted. Within a minute she reached climax, her back arching off the wall and her body refusing to let this man go.
