Free Torn (Jay Gunner, #1) by Gerald Greene Page B

and bit my neck. It hurt, but increased my passion.
    I turned and took Joy’s hand, “You’re a little crazy. You know that, don’t you?”
    Joy said, “You make me crazy. I didn’t expect this, but can’t help my feelings. They’ve evolved into a passion I can’t control. We’ve had a good year together. We make good partners.”
    I pulled Joy close and squeezed her buttocks. I rose to kiss her luscious half open, inviting sweet mouth. She moaned and pulled me closer, deepening the passionate kiss. I broke away to whisper, “I don’t know where this is going. I want you to know that.”
    “I know it’s complicated. We spend so much time together. During the trading day we must act cool. Stay in control. No one must know.”
    “I know you're beautiful. You make me crazy.”
    “What about Amanda? Maybe you love her. Maybe I love you. I’m not sure. Even if you don’t love me, I know I want you now.”
    “Joy, I know I care. You're all I think about. I’d suffer if I didn’t see you.”
    “That’s good enough for now. Let’s feel and enjoy, not over think our situation.”
    We entered the conference room and turned off the lights. Far below the harbor glistened. Bathed in neon light, the splendor of Hong Kong spread beneath us. In the evening air moonlight reflected off the buffed dark mahogany table, and danced in Joy’s eyes.
    She teased me. Joy glided near the windows where moonlight played across her body. The silk dress dropped to the floor. She stood for a moment in black lacy panties and bra. The sight of moonlight shining off her curvy figure increased my desire and anticipation. Her actions were so unexpected. There was much for me to learn about Joy.
    A quick movement and her soft bra fell to the floor, revealing pert breasts begging for my caress. Crimson colored nipples pointed upward, defying gravity. I couldn’t stand it. I wanted her more than ever; more than anything.
    My love goddess moved close and unbuttoned my shirt. Hands moved to unfasten belt, then unzipped pants. She went to one knee, pulling down boxer shorts to free my swollen throbbing cock. Teasing it with tongue, she grasped it with both hands, guiding the stiff member to the soft wet flesh of her mouth.
    A few head bobbing strokes and I was close to release; but not yet, not yet. Joy rose and pressed her body against my hardness. There wasn’t anything I wouldn’t do for her. I found a nipple with tongue and sucked, delighted with the taste. It was so good. I wanted more.
    Joy smiled and backed up to the conference table. Lying on her back long legs dangled off the edge with feet touching floor. I took the hint and pulled black panties off burying my mouth in her trimmed landing strip. I nibbled at soft pubic hair along her slit. She gasped and grabbed my shaggy hair with both hands; guiding my tongue to her most sensitive wetness.  
    I started to speak; to tell Joy I loved her.
    Joy interrupted, “Don’t say anything. It’s not necessary.”
    I spread wet folds with thumb and index finger and flicked tongue to clit. Waves of pre orgasm pleasure radiated throughout her body. I thought my hair would be pulled out by the roots.
    “Jay, it’s like my dream.”
    I placed my free hand on her breast marveling at how firm and hard the nipple in contrast to the rounded contours of creamy breast. Convulsions of pure pleasure transferred to my manhood. I thought I would explode.
    I felt foolish for not having a condom hidden in my wallet. Fear of Amanda’s snooping and the unexpected attention of Joy caused that awful mistake.
    I wanted to bring her to orgasm. She had earned it. I sucked on her clit, then swirled my tongue hard against her pebble head. I felt her whole body trembling. Joy cried out, screams of pleasure reverberating through the room. Her back arched as pleasure waves of orgasmic spasms surged through her.
    Joy gasped, “I’ve never felt such pleasure. I want more. Much more. I want you inside me.”
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