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Authors: Vanessa Devereaux

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He reached
for a second cupcake when he heard her cell phone ring. She’d left it by her
appointment book in the kitchen. Jake thought about answering it for her, but
decided maybe he shouldn’t. However, she must have heard it too because she
headed into the kitchen with a towel wrapped around her body.

Jake
swallowed the piece of cupcake still in his mouth before he choked on it. His
heartbeat picked up speed, blood rushed to his groin, and his cock grew hard.
The towel barely met at the front so there was a tiny gap revealing some of her
belly and pubic hair.

She answered
the phone, and he couldn’t stop staring and fantasizing about taking her right
here, right now in the kitchen.
Tugging off that towel,
picking her up, placing her bottom on the countertop, parting her legs, and
sliding deep within her.

He wiped his
brow. He had to get his mind out of the gutter, but Gen stirred up something
almost primitive in him. There was something about her that brought out the
male in him. He hoped she didn’t mind what he felt almost compelled to do. Jake
crept up behind her and ran his pinkie over her right shoulder. She turned her
head and smiled but didn’t turn her body. She kept on talking. Jake took it one
step further and ran his lips along the same trail, and then back the other
way, dragging his tongue along her skin until he reached the nape of her neck.

Gen didn’t
move, not one inch, but kept on talking. He wrapped his arms around her,
kissing the side of her neck, his hands now roaming under the towel, feeling
first her breasts, and their very tight and hard nipples. Next he touched her
flat belly, and as he pushed south, her pubic hair tickled his palms. She told
whoever was on the other end that she had to go because something urgent had
come up.

Yeah,
my dick.
He almost laughed.

“Is this how
you celebrate?” she asked.

He kissed the
side of her neck again. “I guess you could call it that. There’s something
about a lady with a towel wrapped around her.”

“I should
warn you that I’m very dirty.”

They both
laughed. “I’m glad to hear that,” said Jake.

“I’ve cleaned
off most of the mud but do you want to come help me wash off the rest?”

Jake stepped
away from her. He pulled away the towel, looking down at her back and bottom,
and seeing for the first time that she had a tattoo just above her crack. He
hadn’t seen that the other night. Well, when they’d had sex she’d been on her
back, so he couldn’t have.

“Lead the
way,” he said.

He followed
behind her, keeping his eye not only on the tattoo that looked like a rose or
something like it but on the way her ass cheeks bounced with each step.

Gen stepped
into the bathroom, turned around, and beckoned him by curling her index finger
at him. When he was within arm’s length, she grabbed hold of the tie he’d worn
to his interview and pulled him close.

Their faces
were mere inches from each other. Kissing her was as tempting as the cupcakes
sitting on her kitchen countertop.

I can’t risk it.

“I think we
should get you out of these clothes so I don’t make them dirty.”

Her warm
breath tickled his skin. He had to put up every defense, every excuse in the
book, not to put his lips on hers.

Gen tugged at
his tie, loosening it, pulling it out, and untying the knot he’d spent hours
obsessing about whether or not it looked right. Katie had been an expert on
tying those things. Now it seemed he was all fingers and thumbs.

However, Gen
obviously had a knack for loosening knots. She painstakingly unfastened each
button on his shirt with cool air kissing his skin as she parted its edges. He
helped her ease it down his arms before she turned her attention to his belt.

 
Her fingers glided the leather through the
buckle before opening it up. He grew harder by the second when her hand brushed
his dick as she eased down his fly.

Gen pushed
her hand inside his underpants, quickly finding his cock. She didn’t kiss him
but came close, oh so close when she nipped at his lower lip while she worked
his dick. Up and down, up and down until it begged to be free of the
constraints of his underwear.

 
She gave them, and his pants, a tug until they
sat around his ankles. He stepped out of both and reached down and stripped his
feet bare too. The last thing he wanted to do was have sex wearing his black
pant socks.

Jake pulled
her in close, his erection pushing into her lower belly, making it feel good,
making it harder than he’d ever known.

I want to kiss you so bad.

Jake opted to
rub noses with her instead.

Shit, I didn’t bring condoms with me.

He took a
deep breath, regretting that he was going to be the bearer of some very bad
news.

“Gen, I don’t
have a condom.”

Their
foreheads kissed, and she looked him in the eye.

“I have a box
under the bathroom sink. I decided to buy some while I was at the store this
morning, just in case. I’ve hidden them with my box of tampons so Nicky doesn’t
find them and ask questions I don’t want to answer right now.”

Besides
getting the job with Pet
Warehouse, that
was the best
news Jake had heard all day.

He released
Gen, and she opened the door under the sink and pulled out her box of tampons.
She sorted through them and took out a foil package which she handed to him.

“What a life
saver,” he said putting the package down on the countertop and pulling her
close. He ran his hands up and down her back, his cock pulsing against her
belly as she gripped his ass cheeks, grinding him into her some more.

Jake lifted
her up and put her butt on the countertop before spreading her legs. Her folds
glistened, and her pussy lips were already swollen. He couldn’t help himself.
He reached out to feel them. She murmured, and he hoped he hadn’t hurt her. She
rested her hands on his shoulders as his thumb found her clit and made a
swirling pattern around it. Gen flung her head back, groaning and baring her
throat to him. He couldn’t kiss her mouth, but her neck was fair game.

He ground his
lips into her skin. She hadn’t showered yet, but she already smelled good,
something floral and erotic. It made his pulse quicken.

Her legs
shook as he ground his thumb harder onto her clit, feeling the nub harden and
tighten. He licked her throat this time, traveling over her windpipe as she dug
her fingers into his shoulders. Their tips bit into him as she shook, and he
felt her juices ooze from her pussy. Jake held her while slipping two fingers
inside her and pulling them apart. She was slick, tight, wet, and he wanted to
finger fuck her. He wanted to make her climax again, but he was close to the
breaking point.

He withdrew
his fingers, reached for the foil package, tore it open, and, with more ease
and skill than he had the other night, sheathed himself. Jake dragged her butt
forward until she was teetering on the edge of the countertop. He pushed her
legs further apart and with one fluid movement was inside Gen.

This was a
first for him. Fucking a woman who was sitting like this while he stood and
pounded into her. He wondered if it was for Gen too. Her eyelids fluttered as
he ground his body against her thighs and drove harder, hoping he was bringing
her pleasure and not pain.

Shit, I want to kiss you so badly, but I can’t
because I promised not to.

Groaning
 
Gen
dug her nails into his
shoulders as she pressed her body against him. Her pussy gripped him,
tightened, and he sensed she was about to come. She cried out while wrapping
her arms around him. Gen put her lips on his shoulders, nipping at him as he
found his own release.

They held one
another, both breathing heavily and almost panting. He wasn’t sure if it was
his heartbeat he heard, or hers.

“That was
really good,” she whispered.
“Spontaneous and almost naughty.
I like naughty.”

They pulled
away. His face ached from all the laughing and smiling he’d done since Gen had
come into his life.

“I think I
should get that shower now,” she said.

“You want
some company?
Because I could do with cooling off.”

“Sure, it
saves on water.”

They laughed
again.

Jake pulled
out of her, threw his condom in the bin, and then let Gen lead him by the hand
to the shower. This was going to be fun.

 

 

Chapter Nine

 

A man had
never washed her in the shower before, and she had to admit she liked it. He
drew circles over her butt with the soapy sponge. The liquid dripped down her
legs, making her feel horny all over again.

“When did you
get the tattoo?” he asked, drawing his finger around the outline of the rose on
the small of her back.

“Almost
a year ago.
I thought I’d do something wild when I turned thirty.”

“I like it. It
adorns a very pretty ass.”

She wiggled
it. Jake put his arms around her and pulled her in close and nuzzled her neck
with his nose.

“I’m
surprised you don’t have one. Well, I haven’t seen one, and I think I’ve
checked out most of your body now.”

“Never thought
of getting one,” said Jake.

“I thought
you military guys loved them?”

“Yeah, but I
guess I’m a chicken when it comes to needles and pain. I hate getting shots, so
I don’t think a tattoo is for me.”

“I was used
to pain because I’d been through childbirth.”

Jake laughed
and ran his hands over her belly.

She wanted to
turn around and kiss him so badly. She almost did, but she didn’t want to drive
him away because she loved having him around.

“I think we
should get dried off before we turn into a couple of prunes,” she said.

“Yeah, and we
still have to go for our celebratory coffee.”

Jake held her
hand as she stepped out of the shower. She walked over to the countertop to
reach for a towel when Jake came up behind her, running his hands over her
butt.

She hoped he
was feeling as horny as she was. She wanted to have sex with him again.

Gen didn’t
say a word to him, but simply put her hands flat on the countertop and raised
her butt up to him. He took the cue and pushed his hand between her cheeks,
finding her pussy and inserting two fingers inside her. She closed her eyes. He
had the longest fingers she’d ever known, and the middle one kissed the sweet
spot at the back of her pussy. She moved slightly and almost came there and
then.

He tickled
her pussy, making her cream, her juices sliding down her thighs. He pumped inside
her, causing her legs to shake and her nipples to pull and ache. She looked in
the mirror and realized she was glowing. She hadn’t looked this content in…she
didn’t think she ever had.

Jake reached
for another condom, and in the reflection of the mirror she watched as he eased
the rubber over his cock. She leaned over some more, parted her legs, and soon
felt the comfort and pleasure of being filled by him. Gen stretched out her
arms, and Jake did the same. They melded together as he thrust into her. She
arched her back, knowing she sometimes had a tough time reaching orgasm in this
position.

Jake kissed
her neck as if he somehow knew what was going through her mind. He brought his
hand around and played with her clit as he pounded into her.

Gen reached
out and held on to the taps. The double sensation of him playing both her clit
and pussy was almost too much to endure.

She pulled on
the taps as her orgasm build, almost finding herself slipping down into bliss.
He pressed harder, fucked her with more urgency, until she came and screamed
out, turning on both taps in the process.

Jake called
out too as she felt him fill her to the max. They held onto one another, Jake
breathing heavily into her back.

A knock on
the door made them both jump at the same time.

“Mom,
you in there?
Is that Jake guy here? His car’s outside.”

She’d been
caught. Not that it was anything to do with her son if she wanted to have sex
now and then. However, she wondered how long he’d been in the hallway? Had he
heard the groaning and shouting and known what she and Jake were doing? They’d
had the
sex talk.
Awkward as it had
been coming from a mother, she’d had to do it. Her son was fully aware what men
and women got up to and how babies were made.

“Mom, you
okay?”

“I’ll be
right there, honey.”

 

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