Free WidowsWalk by Genevieve Ash Page A

spray and began to wash her hair.
She heard the shower door close and before she could wipe the shampoo from her
eyes, Tom’s hands were on her tummy and his erection was pressing into her
bottom. Sighing, she settled back against him and let him explore her.
    Cupping her breasts, he squeezed them together and let his
thumbs flick across her nipples. Lindy’s knees grew weak. Tom held her steady
and turned her to face him. Pushing her wet hair from her face, he kissed her
so deeply that Lindy groaned right into his mouth.
    His hands were everywhere—sliding in the slippery suds,
whisking the water from her skin. He washed her, his fingers slipping and
sliding with ease over her body. Lindy moaned as the pleasure filled her.
    Tom pushed two fingers inside her and began a steady rhythm,
pumping against her G-spot. His arm around her shoulders, he held her up as the
orgasm blew through her without much warning. The hot gush of her release was
washed away by the cool water.
    Lindy smiled at him and tried to steady herself. She could
see the need heavy in his eyes. Holding on to his shoulders, she lowered to her
knees and took his cock into her mouth, cupping his balls in one hand, stroking
along the length of him with her other.
    She sucked and licked and teased him with the tip of her
tongue, running it over the smooth head of his cock and letting it press into
the top of her tongue. Breathing in, she opened her throat to take him deeper,
gripping his hips with both hands to control him.
    Tom groaned as she moved back and forth over the length of him.
His thickness choked her a little but she loved the feel of him in her mouth,
loved the taste of him on her tongue. Reaching for his balls, she held them in
her hands and pressed her index finger on the delicate flesh just behind.
    “Oh fuck, Lindy. That feels so good. I’m so close.”
    Lindy moaned. She loved the feeling of giving him pleasure. She
increased her tempo.
    His hands were in her hair. “Please, you have to stop. I
want you now.”
    Lindy did not miss a beat. He hadn’t stopped her, so maybe
he was just talking.
    Tom pulled her off his cock by her hair and lifted her to
her feet. Turning off the water, he stepped from the shower and wrapped a towel
around Lindy’s trembling frame.
    Dripping on the tiles, they kissed and embraced, making
their way to the bed. Falling together, they bounced on the firm mattress and
Tom flipped her to her back. He lifted himself to his elbows and Lindy could
see the desire in his eyes.
    “Lindy, I—”
    “Tom, it’s okay. We are here together. It is enough.” Lindy
didn’t know when she had become calm enough to take control of the situation
but she wanted this so desperately. She suddenly knew what to do to make it
happen.
    Tom breathed a sigh of relief and his body relaxed. After
donning a condom, he lifted her legs so that her feet were flat on the bed.
Wriggling her hips, she pressed her heat against his rock-hard cock. Tom slid
his hand under her bottom and lifted her hips. Lindy took a deep breath and
held it. The first thrust was so intense Lindy knew she would never forget the
moment. The feeling of fullness and completeness as he pushed into her surprised
her as he stretched her to her limits physically and emotionally.
     
    Tom wriggled his hips, settling deeply into her core. The
feeling of her tight heat was overwhelming him and he wanted to explode inside
her. He prided himself on his ability to give pleasure but at this rate he
would be taking without remorse.
    Looking into Lindy’s eyes he saw—what? Desire, yes, need, definitely—but
there was something else. Fear, perhaps? Oh God, I can’t do this. She
needs so much more than I can give. He closed his eyes and tried to clear
his mind.
    “Tom, look at me.” He opened his eyes and saw her trusting
gaze. God, she was beautiful. He knew he was in way over his head but he decided
to go for it.
    “You are so beautiful, so sweet. I don’t want to hurt