Seducing Peaches (13 page)

   
  
When night came, Lois lay in bed continuously kicking herself in the ass.  Stupid Lois. 
He could be here right now.
 
In your bed.  Touching you.  Your hands on his chest.  Shut up Lois or you won’t be sleeping at all tonight and there won’t be any relief in sight.
             

*****

   
 
“Good morning.”  She smiled.  Hoping he would again notice the outfit, as she chose to dress similar to yesterday.  After all he paid for it he should approve of it and she really wanted to hear him say he did.

   
 
“Good morning.  You look like you got some rest last night after all.” 
Fucking smile!

   
 
“If you need me, call me.”  She turned and walked out before he could notice her blushing and she knew she was.  The moment she smelled his cologne heat sored through her body, his teasing words just sent her over.

   
 
“Good morning Mark.”

   
 
“So, you came in today.  Looking rather refreshed.  Tom told me what happened.  Is there anything you need?” 

   
 
“No, Tom he to,,,, well he took care of everything.  I was here yesterday, where were you?”

   
 
“That’s Tom for ya.  Look Lois, I don’t mean to step on your toes, and forgive me if I do.  It’s just that I’ve known Tom all my life.  We used to play together as kids.  I have never seen him get wrapped up in someone like I see him doing with you.  Be careful will ya.  He’s my best friend but you were right, he can be an arrogant asshole.”

   
 
“Fair enough.  I won’t Mark.  We are just friends really, but thanks for the kind advice.”  What was she supposed to call their relationship?  She didn’t know what kind of relationship it was.  She knew exactly what kind of relationship she wanted though. 

   
 
Bing, Bing.  Text message.  She pulled out her cell.  It was from Tom.  She glanced over at his office door before reading her text.

             
Lois,

I am assuming that you got plenty of rest last night. 
Just wanted to know if you would like to have dinner with me tonight? 

   
 
How the hell does he know that?

             
Tom,

             
I was actually thinking I should invite you over for dinner to thank you.  What do you think?

Lois,

I would very much like to have dinner with you tonight.  What time would you like me to come over?

Tom,

How about 7?
Too late?

Lois,

7 it is.  Seeya then.  I have to step out for a while today.  May not return to the office.  Do

you need anything before I leave?  And Lois, it’s never too late to see you.

Tom,

No.  I’m good here.

Lois,

I have a feeling you are good everywhere.  Looking forward for tonight.  : )

    
Oh shit.
  Blushing again.  She didn’t know how to respond to that, or even if she wanted to take his bait and respond at all.  She was beginning to realize that she needed some help with flirting, playing hard to get and sex definitely.  She wished she could be as quick and open as Michelle was.  She had no choice but to take Sex Ed 101 from Michelle. 

*****

   
  
Dinner was done.  The only thing missing from what she was sure was going to be a night to remember was Tom.  She sat down on the couch watching Jeeper’s Creeper’s.

   
  
Ding, Ding, she nervously answered the door.   “Tom, come in.”   He grabbed her face and kissed her with more passion than she had ever felt.  Just the touch of his lips to hers sent surges of tickling little feelings to her center.  Before she realized it, they were making their way to her room. 

   
  
Tom explored her neck with his mouth.  “Your smell is more exquisite than I have ever smelled.  Like Peaches.  Southern ripe peaches .  Your skin so soft, it speaks to me Lois.”  Lois parted her mouth and moaned hushly until Tom pressed his to hers.  Her lips full and swollen from his touch. 

   
 
“Wait.  I have something to show you.”  Lois had to catch her breath. 

   
 
“Can’t. It. Wait?”

   
 
“No, sit back and relax.”

   
  
She went to the bathroom and closed the door.  Nervously she put on the lingerie that had been in her box of belongings.  The perfect one for tonight.  Dark blue.  Lacy, but silky. 
Yes this is it.  If this doesn’t make him want me, nothing will.
 

   
  
She reached out for the door knob and watched as her fingers shook beyond control.  She took a deep breath and opened the door.  Ambush.  His mouth was on hers.  Not gentle.  Rough. Heated.  Lip locking, tonsil hockey, full blown make you horny as hell kiss that shot straight to her pussy.  There would be no making love as she envisioned, just hot and steamy, wild sex.

   
  
His hands roamed her body with such conviction, such aggression, Lois was sure she was going to explode.  His mouth nipped at her neck leaving marks that were sure to stay awhile.  He squeezed her breast tight in his hands.  Rubbing her nipple that was so hard it felt as if it would split between his thumb and finger. 

   
  
He nipped at her with his teeth.  Raising his head to look at her.  Both were breathless.  Both were horny as hell.  Both were begging for release.  He grabbed her nighty, and ripped it easily from her body.  Lois looked at the torn fabric that fell to her feet in amazement that she was able to do this to him.  Turn him into an animal that craved her. 

   
 
“I have never been with a woman like this before and I’m not about to stop this now.  If you have any doubts Lois, you pushed to far this time.  I’m taking what I want tonight.”

   
  
Whisking her into his arms in a simple movement, Lois stared into his eyes briefly before he threw her to the bed and began nipping, licking his way from the bottom of her foot up her leg.

   
  
Lois moaned out.  Part pain, part pleasure.  “Lois, tell me what you want.” He demanded.

   
 
“I, I want you Tom.”  Her eyes closed, arching her back into him.  Wanting his cock deep inside her.  Wanting the relief that she needed desperately right now.

   
 
“What do you want Lois?  Tell me.”

   
 
“I want you.”

   
 
“That’s not an answer Lois.  Tell me before I go.” 
Leave, how ridiculous is that.
  She fought her emotions.  His tongue was right there.  With one slow, long, tantalizing lick she was spilling.

   
 
“I want you to fuck me. I want your cock now.  Don’t go please don’t go.”  She was begging.  He raised his head and his lips curled up into a sexy as hell smile.

   
 
“See that wasn’t so bad was it.  What else Lois?  What else do you want me to do to you?”

   
 
“Oh my god, just fuck me already damn it.”  Her voice was raspy and now she was the one who was making all the demands.

   
 
“I intend to do just that.”

   
 
He quickly bypassed the place that was sure to explode into flames.  He sucked her nipples hard.  First one then the other.  Every moan she made, was gasoline being put on a fire causing it to burn hotter and hotter, his nipping and sucking to become more fierce.

   
 
“I love the fact that I make you make the O face.  I love the fact that with just a simple flick of my tongue right here.” 

   
 
“Aargh,”

   
 
“You moan for me.  That’s right Lois, your body was meant for mine.  You respond to a simple touch without effort.  You’re about to belong to me Lois.” 

   
  
His mouth found hers.  She could feel his rock hard cock threatening her tiny entrance as it pushed against her pussy lips promising to provide relief for them both. 
Where did his pants go and why didn’t he take his shirt off?

   
 
“Take your shirt off.  I wanna feel your skin against mine.”  She watched as he raised tossing his shirt to the floor, and grabbing his wallet from his pants that lay on the floor.  He pulled a condom from it.  She watched as he rolled it on to his long, thick, and mouth watering cock. 

    
 
Placing one hand under each thigh he pushed them up, nudged forward, his cock testing her entrance, teasing her.

   
 
“Tom please, now.”  He smiled.  With one hard and quick thrust he filled her.  Faster she yelled commanding him to take her.  “Fuck me harder, I want it deeper.”  She begged and encouraged.

   
  
He began thrusting in and out of her.  Lois had begun arching her back, pushing against him and meeting his thrust.

   
  
He rammed harder and harder into her cunt until he felt her tighten around him and begin quivering.  Her eyes closed tight.  Mouth wide open and not a sound coming out.  Complete body tensed and stiffened.  He rammed her again and again then slowed to a stop.

   
  
When her eyes relaxed and she was finally able to open them, she seen it in his eyes.  Much more. 
Kiss me.  Oh fuck it.

   
  
Lois grasped her fingers into his hair pulling it to her mouth and taking ownership of his mouth.  This time his mouth belonged to her.  She played with his tongue.  She ran her tongue over his, his teeth, his lip, and nipped it with her teeth exactly like he had done earlier.

   
  
When their eyes met again she seen exactly what she wanted to see.  The look that made her know exactly what she was about to get.  Hopefully a repeat of the same intense strong earth shattering volcano erupting powerful orgasm she had just had.

   
  
Flipping completely over not missing a beat she was on top of him. 

Chapter Eight

   
  
Ding, Ding. 
No I don’t want to get it
.  Ding, Ding.  “Come in already.” She yelled.

   
 
“Lois, are you ok?”

   
  
She jolted at the sound of his voice.  There she was lying on the couch.  She could feel the drool on her chin. 
Oh shit, I fell asleep.
  When she sat up it was then she could feel it.  Wet, juices, between her legs
.  Did I,,, in my sleep?  Was that just a dream?
 

   
 
“I’m sorry.  I guess I fell asleep.”

   
 
“Your all flushed.  Are you ok?”  The look on his face was genuine.

   
 
“I’m fine.”  She thought it was either her inability to answer that question while looking in his eyes or she again true to her nature if even possible, turned even a brighter shade of red.

   
 
“I made meatloaf.  I just have to set the table.  Make yourself comfortable.  It’ll be ready in a jiffy.”  She moved away quickly hoping distance would be enough to regain her senses.

   
 
“What were you dreaming about Lois?”  His voice was almost saying I know what it was but I want you to say it.  Just like her dream.

   
 
“I don’t remember.  Anyways, the meatloaf?”  She raised her voice slightly and then settled it back down.  He smiled at her.  He knew damn well what she was dreaming.

   
   “Meatloaf sounds great.” 

   
   “You can find something on the television if you would like, there are some movies that I had brought up last night there as well.” 

   
   Tom shuffled through the movies and found that it was pure romance.  “I have to admit, some of the westerns I enjoy are romantic in their own little way, but today’s romance isn’t my cup of tea. I don't want to watch it, I only like to make it.  And I want to make it with you more now than ever.”  She couldn’t keep it together and dropped plates and silverware she held in her hands.