Free Ecstasy by Lora Leigh

something magic about a man
pleasing himself."
    "You
really like that?"
    "Yesss.
I love it."
    He
followed her wishes and gently worked himself while looking at her. Lisa
grabbed another chair and sat right next to him. She caressed her pussy, at
first slowly and then faster. As she watched him, she let a finger go inside
her and she started moaning.
    " Don't
you come , Carl. Do not come. That's my thing. That's my job. I want to
taste your juices today."
    "As
you wish, baby," he agreed as he stroke his meat for her.
    Her
fingers worked her clit in a frenzy of pleasure and with an exalted satisfaction,
she screamed out couple of orgasms. Yet, they didn't take all her energy away.
She went over to him, took his manly hands in hers and wrapped her lips around
the head of his throbbing cock.
    Her
motions soon made him moan as well and he felt his orgasm so near that he could
only grasp for air. His scream was louder than hers, but Lisa didn't let up.
Her mouth tasted him and she could feel the warmth of his sperm in her mouth.
Gently, she let him enjoy his orgasm.
    She
raised her head and looked at him while her mouth was full of his semen. He
watched a little of it droop from her lower lip, and he found her even sexier
right then.
    "I
take it was good. Do you want it back?" she asked him and they both smiled.
He didn't mind kissing her, but that was just not enough for him. He needed to
fuck her a little more before he broke the news to her.
     
     
     
     
     
     

CHAPTER 4
     
     
    'Ah!
The benefits of sex! They're so great! You clear your mind and relax your body!
Your entire being is overwhelmed by the velvet heat of orgasmic ripples if the
guy knows what the hell he's doing. And if he doesn't, well... he shouldn't
wonder why we relegate him as nothing sperm donor and ATM machines sometimes.
    Men
still don't understand that happiness begets sex, not the other way around but
once you get there, well, you need to put out, boy! You need to do it and you
need to do it often, well and like a job your living depends on!
    I
want my man to be, well, I don't know how to put it in words... I want him to
be mine, in the sense that I'd know I can do certain things with him. But I
want him confident and assertive, as well. He can't just be my toy. Hmmmm.
Maybe a playful toy at it, if any. One that will do what I ask it to do when I
ask it! That would be great! I mean, an erection is like a carnal carnival that
renders useless all restraints, and I need that!
    Like,
sometimes I want him to take me! Take me and fucking ravish me, asshole !
Do it! Quit playing around with all the bullshit. I am not made of glass and I
am not gonna break! So, take me with all the assertive force that you can
muster, rip my clothing off me and fuck me! You'll get more orgasms out of me
that way and they won't be so elusive. So, grow some balls and fuck me!
    And
leave that goddamned job of yours at work! Don't bring it home! It's part of
the problem! Your problem, not mine! Keep it that way!
    Ignite
my pleasure and take me in ways I have never been taken before! Be a little
more creative! You got to my bed and that took quite a bit of creativity on
your part. So, I know you can do it. Do it!
    Don't
tell me not to do it 'like that' in bed! Don't tell me my skills are subpar
when I am trying to get pleasure out of you! Stop putting me under pressure by
asking me if I got off yet! You'll be the first one to know if I had a climax
or not and you should be able to tell it on my face and body. Don't tell me you
gotta be outta here by 3 and whatever you do, please don't tell me what
your ex did in bed! Keep me happy and I'll give you what you need! And remember
something. Quantity will never trump quality. Get it right, man!'
     
    Jennifer's
thoughts took over her office work and there was plenty of that to go around,
but she just couldn't disconnect her thoughts from more important things. She
was happy as always, but something was eating away at her happiness.