Free Private Affairs by Jasmine Garner Page A

heat radiating from his body smothered over my already hot skin, and I could feel a wetness developing in response.
    He shifted slightly, like he was about to reach out to me. “I uh, need to head out now. Thanks for the drink.”
    I drank the rest of my glass and handed it to him, a spark shooting through my veins as he gripped my hand.
    “Anytime.”
    His voice was low, a throaty whisper. I watched his thick lips curve into a knowing smile. He rubbed my hand with his fingers, refusing to let go.
    My breath hollowed out, my inhales no longer adequate. I could feel a layer of sweat surfacing as every slight movement teased the wetness between my legs.
    I spun the stool, so I faced him from my sitting position. My voice crackled as I spoke. “I need to go.”
    He stepped closer to me, the towel rasping against my knee. “You said that already.”
    He held my hand to help me up and I stood, freezing in place when I felt pressure on my upper thigh. I looked down at his towel, which was stretching in the front as his cock started voicing what he didn’t want to say.
    Out . Now !
    The towel loosened from his waist as I brushed against him trying to leave. I gasped as it dropped to his feet, squeezing my eyes shut as his erection sprang free and knocked against the crotch of my shorts. Neither one of us made any attempt to move.
    “Key.”
    He hooked his finger under my chin when I didn’t respond, and I jumped back as his skin scorched into mine. My legs toppled the stool over, and we both shot down to pick it up, his body accidentally smacking into mine. I felt something poking at my backside, and as I stood, I realized I was in trouble.
     

 
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    He stepped towards me, and I didn’t back away that time. My eyes fixed on his solid body, my hands itching to feel his skin. When he was directly in front of me, I looked up, my eyes silently divulging my want.
    “If you need to leave, now is the time.”
    He wrapped his hands around me, lifting me up when I didn’t object. I nodded, acknowledging his words, and responded by wrapping my legs around his waist. I stroked the strong lines of his face as he started walking us out of the kitchen.
    “Are you sure about this?” he asked as he headed up the stairs.
    I wasn’t sure of much of anything at the moment. My brain couldn’t sort through its confusion, so the only thing I had to listen to was my body. And my body knew exactly what it wanted.
    I kissed the tip of his nose as we entered his bedroom. He spread me out on his bed, and I finally got a good view of his fully naked body. It didn’t disappoint. Flashbacks of our nights together ran through my mind; my body twitched with lust.
    He sat on the bed, hovering over me. He leisurely smoothed his hands over my clothed body, the heat from his skin penetrating the fabric.
    “Well, if you’re sure about this, I’m going to show you what you’ve been missing.”
    “But… what about your friend?”
    Sliding his hands under my polo work shirt, he lifted it over my head, leaving me in my denim shorts and black push up bra. He pushed the bra up over my breasts, exposing my soft mounds. I could feel my arousal building as he massaged the inside of my thighs, ran his hands over the crotch of my shorts, and spread his fingers across the silky flesh of my torso.
    “She’s not here,” he breathed. “And she is… just a friend. You’re the only one for me; you’ve always been the only one.”
    He bent over and kissed my belly button before blowing a hot burst of air down my shorts, tickling my core. His mouth moved up to my nipples and he grazed his teeth over them until they hardened to his liking.
    I moaned as he continued suckling, sliding his hands into my moist panties to tease my mound. I arched my hips towards his hand, and he used two fingers to part my lips, briefly tickling my clit before sticking the two digits inside of me. My breaths starting coming out in soft gasps as he twirled his fingers in my soaking