Free Love’s Bounty by Nina Pierce Page B

his voice hoarse as the rumble of pleasure thundered out of him. He milked himself dry before falling on the stairs next to her.
    Retrieving his boxers, he gently wiped the cum from her stomach.
    “Why’d you do that?” Deirdre shouldn’t ask, but she wondered if something about her repulsed Austin. Even in her limited experience with the opposite sex, no man had ever done that before. She didn’t know if she was turned on or hurt.
    “Deirdre, it was too quick. I couldn’t wait to get you upstairs to get protection.” Austin smiled impishly. “I would have liked nothing better than to pump your honeyed pussy with my cum, but I didn’t want to presume anything about your birth control.” He nipped at her mouth. “You said it’s been a couple months since you’ve been with someone. I just didn’t know, so I took the safe way out.”
    She wrapped her arms around him, kissing him with a loud smack on the lips. Her heart tripped over itself, pleased he’d been thinking about her.
    “I think we should take this party upstairs and try this all over again, a little slower,” she said. His cock shuddered to life against her thigh.
    Austin stood, pulling her with him. Her pants and underwear were caught around one ankle, her breasts hung below the cotton bra. She knew her hair was mussed where Austin had raked his fingers through it. She smelled of their mingled sweat, her own arousal, and the musky odor of Austin’s ejaculate. Deirdre felt wanton and sexy as hell.
    He pulled the bra over her head, dropping it on the stairs with the rest of their clothes. “Much better.” He dipped his head to suck on one of her nipples as he cupped the other breast. “Damn, you taste good, woman. You’d best move, or we’re going to have a repeat performance right here.” He turned her around, pressing gently on her shoulders. “Since you know the way, why don’t you go first. I like the view from back here.”
    Deirdre sashayed up the stairs, imagining how her pubic hairs glistened in the hall light. Moisture dampened her thighs at the thought of his eyes on her. As if reading her mind, Austin moaned and nipped her ass. She was beginning to enjoy his company more than she would’ve imagined.
    At the top of the stairs, he scooped her into his arms, carrying her toward the bed they’d shared, when was that? Two days ago? After all she’d been through today, it seemed longer, and yet at the same time, after what they’d just done, it felt as if this was simply a continuation of their night together.
    “Deirdre, all I’ve thought about in the last two days is having you in my bed again.” He stopped just inside the door of the bedroom and released her legs. She slid down his torso. “Why did you slink away in the middle of the night?”
    “I thought you wanted some uncomplicated sex. And I thought that’s what I wanted too.” Shyness washed over her. Deirdre couldn’t stand the hurt she saw in his eyes, and she dropped her gaze to her fingers playing in the soft tufts of hair on his chest.
    “But?” He bent to look into her eyes.
    “But when you acted like you didn’t know me at Shawn’s house today, it started eating me up. It hurt actually.” She lifted a shoulder. “It’s not like you owed me anything. I was a real shit leaving the way I did.”
    Austin opened the bureau drawer next to him. He pulled out the black lace thong and held it to his face breathing deeply. “You’re all I’ve thought about for two days, Deirdre.” His cock tapped against her belly, hard and ready. “I saw you on Saturday, kissing Jameson. I was surprised as hell to see you in his garage. I didn’t know you were the one wielding the chainsaw in the tree. I thought you were more than his landscaper.”
    “I told you I never met the man.”
    “Tonight, you told me that. But it does beg the question as to why he came to your rescue at the police station.”
    Affronted by his accusatory tone, Deirdre stepped away from him.