Free The Other Other Woman by Mallory Lockhart

muscles in my thighs tighten around his head. It was just as I had imagined in my daydreams, only better. He was only there for a few short minutes, however. It was just long enough to leave me practically begging for him, when he suddenly came up for air and repositioned himself squarely on top of me, chest to chest.
    I just kept looking at him smiling there and thinking, My God, those dimples are just ridiculously hot . He held his hands over each side of my head, stroking his fingers slowly over my eyebrows and studying me closely, pushing my long auburn hair behind my ears.
    “Now what are you doing?” I asked him.
    “You don’t have any wrinkles,” he replied.
    “I do have some, around my eyes!” I protested, but he just kept caressing my face and kissing my cheeks. “Your skin is just gorgeous.”
    “Thanks, babe.”
    He paused for a moment, “What do you want with a guy 14 years older than you, anyway?” He gazed deeply into my eyes as he asked, as if he was looking for some kind of reassurance.
    I brushed my fingers through his hair slowly and said, “I’m not sure yet, but I don’t really act my age, so I’m actually more like 20 years younger than you.”
    “Oh, great…”
    “Well maybe if you stick with me, I can keep you young,” I answered, playfully kissing his nose.
    “How much more time have you got, babe?” he asked.
    Looking quickly at my watch I said, “I don’t know, maybe another hour or so?”
    “An HOUR?!” he groaned, “Are you kidding me!?”
    “Do you want me to leave sooner?” I asked innocently.
    “God no, sweetie,” he said, as he gently brushed his lips across mine again. “I just had no idea that you would have that much time. And I didn’t think we would be here like this, so… well… I didn’t plan ahead.”
    “No, I didn’t think we would either,” pulling him closer for another kiss.
    “Do you want to wait here and I’ll run out and get something?”
    I wanted him so badly at that moment, but we only had an hour. I grabbed his face with both hands and kissed him softly. “No, baby, I’ve been waiting to see you again for so long. You just got here,” I pleaded. “I don’t want you going anywhere. I don’t want us to have to rush anything.”
    “Hey, babe?”
    “Yeah?”
    “How badly do you want to go to this winery tomorrow?” he asked, as he continued to gently stroke my face.
    “Why do you ask?” I replied with an inquisitive smile.
    “Well, I was thinking… What if I was to get this room for another day, and after Burlington, I could drive back here and we could just make love all day long?”
    “Matt, I don’t give a rat’s ass about going to this winery.”
    He flashed a devilish grin and kissed me so hard it nearly took my breath away, thrusting his pelvis into mine like a tantalizing precursor to what he was going to do to me tomorrow. As we continued to fool around on the bed, I ran my hands all over his body, rubbing the outside of his pants and skimming his waistband with my fingers. Yet I was too apprehensive to just undo his pants and grab him. I was almost scared by how much I wanted him. I knew if I got him naked I would have to have him right then and there, condom or not, with just minutes to spare. I bet it would have been pretty hot, come to think of it. But I didn’t want our first time to be fast and furious like that. I wanted to experience practically everything with this man in slow motion, one delectable second at a time.
    It was pretty obvious that I was still trying to cop a feel, however, so once we absolutely had to get ourselves back together, he stood up next to me and helped me collect my clothes. Just as I was getting my shirt back on, I caught a glimpse of him slowly pulling down his zipper as he whipped out his cock for me.
    “You wanna see what you’re going to get tomorrow?” he teased. I reached over, put my hand around his thick erection, and smiled wide as I gave him a tight squeeze.
    “Nice