Free Steamy Sisters by Jennifer Kitt Page B

taking in the beautiful curve of her butt as it seemed to slam down onto him with each thrust.
    Jessica placed her hands on the rail at the top of the bed, clenching it tightly, her head slumped down between her outstretched arms, her long hair falling on to the bed. This was bliss. Being fucked by her man in the first light of morning.   She moved her butt in a circular motion, in time with Caleb’s own movement, and the rhythm was replicated by her breasts which swung freely beneath her.  
    Caleb moved up real tight against her, his thighs almost holding her. He slid his palms up her back and gripped her shoulders to steady her as he began to pump faster and faster. He wasn’t going to hold out much longer. So much for slow sex. He needed it fast now. Hard and fast. And he upped his stroke rate as if racing for a finish line.
    Jessica, too, was having second thoughts about her easy, comfortable sex thing. This was good too. Real good. And she gave in to the moment, and embraced the change of pace.   She wanted him harder than ever, and she was glad that he had taken her from behind, allowing him to let rip and completely bliss her out with each deep penetration.
    They both came together, as he gave a final, powerful thrust. His cock buried deep, his body slamming into hers, the loud slap of his crotch against her butt signalling the finish line had been reached. He squeezed her breasts as he came, scissoring her nipples with his fingers, and pulling her   toward him. She let go of the bed rail and fell back into him, letting him wrap his arms around her, before they both slumped back onto the bed.
      Caleb awoke an hour later, realising he was late for work, but not particularly bothered about it. He was in too much of a good mood, and wasn’t going to let work spoil things.   He’d been right, sex in the morning really did set you up nicely for the day ahead.   He took a shower. Got dressed, and sat on the side of the bed.   He checked Jessica. She was half asleep. He kissed her on the cheek. “Got to go, Jess.”
    “Okay,” she murmured. “Call me later.”
    “No problem,” he said, and left the house.

    Jessica got out of bed at ten, showered and had breakfast. She drove into town to do some shopping, and stopped off for a cup of coffee and a read of the newspaper. She felt so relaxed this morning that she’d clean forgotten about returning to Szabo’s house to finish the job. And she was in two minds as to whether to do it at all. Now that Caleb was in her life, she was wondering if she shouldn’t just forget about it completely. It had been fun whilst it lasted. Maybe it was time to let it go. But, on the other hand, the charities she had been giving the money to could always use more. And she rather liked her self image as a latter day Robin Hood.
    She’d decide later. Today she would rest. She picked up the paper and took a cursory glance at the first few pages. Page five had an article on the Economic Forum, and Szabo’s face was smiling out at her in a half page photo. She read it quickly, taking in the details about the new takeover battle he’d just won. Rationalisation. Efficiency savings. Greater staff productivity. All the usual buzzwords and phrases were there. Weasel words designed to hide the fact that he’d be taking over a perfectly good and profitable business, sacking half the workforce, and breaking up the company for this own profit. This guy really was pure scum.
    She felt herself getting angry again, and any doubts she’d had about leaving Szabo alone disappeared. She’d remove what she could from his Lodge, and, at least, score some sort of symbolic victory over this reptile.
    She gathered her things and went home. She had planning to do.  

Chapter Six

    Thursday arrived. Jessica ran to pick up the phone in the lounge. “Hello.”
    “Hi. It’s me.”
    “Hi. Where are you?”
    “In the middle of town. It’s crazy down here.”
    “President’s visit?”
    ‘Yeah.