permission to have fun and after all they’d done this
weekend she wasn’t going to back away from one last decadent encounter.
She twined her arms around Sawyer’s neck, which loosened the
towel, causing it to fall to her feet. They were now skin to skin. Her body,
still slick with dew from the shower, with small droplets of water running down
her back, was wonderful to hold.
Sawyer felt as if he wanted to jump for joy. He’d read Tasha
right. She’d been nervous as hell when she realized Mack wasn’t in the bed with
her. He’d let her easily escape to the shower, hoping the hot water would put
her more at ease. He knew it was one thing to play with her while hubby joined
in but an entirely different, much more intimate moment when it was solely him.
The towel had dropped to the floor and he longed to take her
pebbled nipples into his mouth but he wanted to go slow. One of his hands
claimed that sexy naked ass of hers while his other hand angled her head just
so, providing him with easy access to those lips of hers.
He took his time with the kiss. They went back and forth
with their tongues, mimicking what their bodies would be doing in a few
minutes, but he didn’t push too much. When they both needed air, he trailed kisses
down her front, playfully stopping along the way to worship those rose-tipped
nipples of hers. Then he knelt in front of her while both hands clutched her
ass.
He nudged her legs apart and gave her soft, moist pussy a
long lick. She tilted her head back and mewled in delight. God, he loved the
sounds she made. And what he’d said to her about Mack, so true. Mack was one
lucky guy to have a woman such as her in his life. She was the complete
package—homemaker, mother and devoted wife, but also a sexy, adventurous siren.
Cupping her body to his, he ate her as if she were the best
breakfast he’d tasted. And it was true. Her skin had the light flavor of the
lemony soap she’d used in the shower and her long hair trailing down made her
back and ass slightly wet.
Within seconds the crest of the climax took hold of her and
it gave him supreme satisfaction to hear her scream her pleasure.
He worked his way up her body and claimed her lips, letting
her taste the evidence of her orgasm. She gripped him and he noticed her legs
wobbled slightly. So Sawyer, like any gentleman, picked her up and gently
deposited her on the large king-sized bed.
“That was incredible.”
“Thank you,” said Sawyer, looking down at the lovely Tasha.
“Are you having fun this weekend?”
Her hand reached down to lay claim to his erection. “I most certainly
am.”
Sawyer laid as much of his weight on her as
he could, careful to not squish her. She circled her arms around his neck and
then they kissed like he wanted to. This time he wasn’t gentle. This time he
claimed what he wanted, plundering her mouth with his and within seconds she
responded.
He leaned back down to take his time with her nipples,
loving how responsive they were. Then he moved to between her legs to kneel and
admire her pink, still-swollen pussy lips. His fingers caressed them, opening
their soft petals to his gaze. She propped herself up on her elbows.
“This is my favorite sight,” he said, gently stroking her
clit and her labia.
“You like to play with my pussy, don’t you?”
“Oh, darlin’, I could do this all day but I’ve got one hour
until your hubby reclaims you so let me enjoy you while I can.”
“So sixty minutes is the magic number. And, we’ve used about
twenty already so let’s not waste time,” said Tasha. He loved looking at, her
face with the light dusting of freckles across her nose and those hazel eyes of
hers, which heated to deep green when she got passionate, were beautiful. He’d
like to tell her that but instead decided to let his fingers do all the
speaking.
“Play with your nipples, while I take my time exploring this
beautiful pussy of yours.”
She licked her lips but complied. God she