N. Walters - A Legal Affair

With more haste than finesse, he placed her on the bed and stripped her jeans from her body. She lifted her butt and wiggled to help him slide the denim down her legs. He yanked off her socks, tossing them aside. Lifting one of her legs, he placed a kiss on the inside of her ankle, against the curve of her knee and then on the inside of her thigh. He inhaled deeply, breathing in her unique scent. She smelled of flowers and honey and hope.

Alicia didn’t wait for him. She yanked her top over her head, and then reached for him. Grabbing him by the shoulders, she pulled him close, plastering her lips against his.

Their tongues entwined, their breath mingled as he tasted the sweetness of her lips.

She pushed him away and started tugging on his sweater. He ripped it over his head, eager to feel his flesh against hers. He couldn’t get enough of her. As always, she wore the most enticing lingerie. This set was a deep purple that made her pale skin glow.

He thumbed her nipples through the stretchy purple lace. The hard tips were outlined against the fragile fabric. She moaned and stretched out on the bed, trailing her fingers down his chest. Her nails gently scraped against his belly as they dipped just inside the waistband of his jeans.

“You have on way too much clothing.” She batted her eyelashes playfully at him, making him laugh. She’d been relaxed in bed before, but never quite this playful. It was as if she’d dropped the final barrier between them and was sharing all of herself with him for the first time.

“Not for long,” he growled as he unsnapped his jeans and skinned them down his legs, taking his underwear at the same time. He made quick work of his socks and then rolled on top of her, covering her with his naked body.

He loved the way she felt beneath him. Her curves conformed to his body, cradling it against her. She parted her legs and his cock nestled perfectly against her panty-clad mound. Propping himself up on his forearms, he stared down at her.

Alicia’s face was flushed, her eyelids partially closed. Her green eyes looked deep and mysterious, filled with womanly secrets. Her lips were slightly parted and damp from their kisses. Unable to resist, he leaned down and traced his tongue across the bottom lip, then the top one. “Delicious.”

“Don’t tease, Gill,” she gasped, hooking her legs around him, pulling him closer into the cradle of her hips. “Not now.”

Gill’s control was precariously balanced at the moment. He wanted to take hours to savor every inch of her, but his body was clamoring for him to claim her. Now. His balls ached they felt so full as they pulled tight to his body. His erection throbbed as blood rushed to that part of his body. But more than that, he needed the emotional bond that existed between them when they made love. “I can’t wait any longer,” he groaned when her nimble fingers sifted through his chest hair and tugged gently on his nipples.

“I don’t want you to wait.”

Gill reared back, grabbed the waistband of her panties and tugged. Alicia pulled her legs up toward her chest, allowing him to strip her underwear away, while giving him an unrestricted view of her slick, pink folds. “You’re so beautiful.” He reached out and stroked his finger over her, capturing some of her cream. He brought his finger to his mouth and sucked.

“Gill.” He could hear the frustration in her voice as she grabbed his arm and dragged him closer.

“Your bra,” he muttered. He found the clasp, thankful it was in the front. One quick twist of his wrist and the cups fell away, leaving her luscious breasts bare. He dipped his head and swiped his tongue over each tight, pink crown before kissing a trail down her soft belly.

He shifted lower, and Alicia spread her legs in silent invitation. Her pubic hair was as black as the hair on her head, and just as soft. He stroked his hand over the springy curls before seeking her heat.

He touched her slick folds and groaned, every muscle in his body tensing in anticipation. She was so wet, so ready for him. Holding her open with one hand, he used his lips and tongue to taste every inch of her. Her clitoris was distended and he lapped at the tiny bud of nerves before flattening his tongue against it.

“Harder,” she groaned as she thumped one foot against the mattress.

Gill felt like his head might explode, he was so intoxicated by her taste and her openness with him. “I want to be inside you.”

“Yes,” she readily agreed, wiggling her hips and digging her nails into his shoulders.

He rolled off her and yanked open the bedside drawer, practically pulling it out of the table. Grabbing one of the condoms he’d stashed there, he ripped open the packet and sheathed himself. The tip of his cock was seeping and it was almost painful to roll the condom down his shaft. When he was done, he flung himself onto his back, reaching for her with both hands. “Ride me.”

Gill’s strong hands wrapped around her hips, urging her to straddle him. Alicia shrugged out of her bra and let it fall away. She didn’t want anything between them. Not anymore.

She couldn’t believe how foolish she’d been to think what they had between them was nothing more than an affair. In truth, she’d been half-afraid to believe it was more.

She’d used her job as an excuse, but she’d actually been protecting herself and her emotions. Yes, she’d probably lose some business over this. Jamesville was a small town, after all, but Gill was more than worth it. What they shared was worth everything.

A lock of his blond hair was stuck to his forehead and his shoulders were slick with sweat. His chest was rising and falling rapidly. She could sense his urgency, but his hands were gentle as he guided her over him. Her heart swelling with emotion, she gripped him in her hand and lowered herself onto his shaft.

As always, she was amazed by how much he stretched her, filling her until she thought she couldn’t take any more, but she always did. Inch by inch, she continued to take him inside her.

They’d made love many times in the past week, in many different ways, but none of those times had felt like this. This was more than just sex. This was making love in the truest sense of the words.

Gill’s hands slid up her torso until they cupped her breasts, his thumbs playing over her swollen nipples. Her inner muscles contracted, taking him even deeper. She paused and stared deep into his amazing steel-blue eyes. “I love you.”

Passion and emotion deepened the color of his eyes. He arched his hips, pushing the last of his cock inside her. “I love you too.”

She braced her hands on his chest and started to move. She started out slow, but gained speed with each downward plunge. She couldn’t wait and she sensed that Gill was on the edge too. He squeezed her breasts, teasing her nipples as she rode him hard, lifting until only the tip of his shaft was inside her before slamming back down again.

He slid one of his hands down between her thighs and found her clitoris, rubbing gently. Her climax struck, fast and furious, and she cried out his name. She arched her back, pushing harder, not wanting to stop. Heat exploded from her core, encompassing her entire body. Her inner muscles trembled before clutching hard around his shaft.

Gill rolled to one side, keeping his arms locked around her. By the time she realized what was happening, she was flat on her back and he had his arms hooked beneath her legs, holding her wide open as he pounded into her.

She cried out again as a second orgasm hit her. She gripped the sheets in her fingers, hanging on for dear life, riding out another wave of pleasure. Gill shouted his release, and she felt his cock rippling inside her. His hips bucked several more times as he emptied himself into the condom. His arms slid away and her legs fell back onto the bed. Gill collapsed on top of her, but managed to shift to one side so he didn’t crush her.