Free Timeless Love by Karyn Gerrard

up the subject of the
horrid man who had been waiting outside the door to his apartment,
but she did not want to ruin what had turned out to be an idyllic
day.
    Now, back at Joey's apartment, the sun was
starting to set. He had the television set on while he put away the
few groceries they bought at the food store uptown. Curious, she
never took to this entertainment box. It did not hold her interest
for long.
    There were doctors walking about looking grave
and concerned. The doctor was a fine looking man. The show called
Medical Center broke away for what Joey explained was a commercial.
Was this Medical Center filmed at the hospital next door? She must
ask Joey later.
    Joey walked in the parlor and stood with his
arms crossed. "About last night, I want us to continue where we
left off. You wanted me to show you everything. I'm ready,
babe."
     
     

Chapter Nine
     
    Joey couldn't stop thinking about Cathy the
whole time they were out. He had wanted to plan his seduction down
to the last detail. However, standing before her now, all his
well-laid plans flew out the window. He had confidence in his
sexual skills and had no complaints from women. With Cathy,
however, he acted like an awkward greenhorn. He was sixteen all
over again. Last night was the proof.
    He wanted her now. Cathy made the invitation
and he wasn't going to deny himself this slice of
paradise.
    Cathy stood and walked toward him, her rounded
and well-shaped hips swaying seductively. She looked sexy in jeans. Hell, she would be sexy in a flour sack. Already his body
began to quake with lustful anticipation. His inner fires were
stoked and his blood began to boil. Her wild innocence drove him
crazy.
    She stood in front of him, her breasts brushed
against his chest as she moved back and forth. He could see her
pebbled and erect nipples standing out through the tie-dye
t-shirt.
    "Kiss me."
    Her husky demand was all he needed. Joey
grasped her face and leaned down to devour her lips. The kiss was
even more intense than the previous one. Cathy tasted of raw
desire, a need to be satisfied, and a need to be fucked. He walked
her backwards until she touched the wall, not breaking the
kiss.
    Cathy groaned, her tongue met his rhythm and
curled and caressed his own. His hands cupped her breasts, lifting
and squeezing them. They were the perfect size for him, a handful
and then some. Joey reached down for the hem of her T-shirt. He
pulled it up and tossed it aside. He broke the kiss long enough to
get her shirt past her head.
    Slow down. Slow down.
    The phrase played over and over again in his
head like a skipping record. He didn't want to blast-off
prematurely again. He reached behind her and unfastened her bra.
Joey removed it and threw it to the floor. Cathy broke the
kiss.
    "Heavens, you do work quickly."
    Not what he expected. Joey thought she would
hide her naked breasts and lower her head in innocent shyness. Not
his girl. She smiled and looked him straight in the eye.
    "What is next?"
    Joey laughed. "What do you want me to
do?"
    "Take me to bed."
    He swept her up in his arms and carried her
into his bedroom. He laid her gently on his bed. Unzipping her
jeans, he pulled them off along with the bikini
underwear.
    She lay before him completed naked. His gaze
drank in the vision stretched out before him. Cathy's hips were
well rounded and her legs long and gorgeous. He couldn't wait to
wrap them around his waist while he pounded his cock inside her.
Her breasts were perfection. Joey didn't know where to
start.
    "Your turn, Joey."
    He pulled off his shirt, unzipped his jeans,
and stepped out of them. He removed his underwear and socks. Cathy
leaned up on her elbows. Her sensual perusal of his body fanned the
flames burning inside him.
    "Joey, you are beautiful. I never imagined a
man could be so perfectly sculpted." She held out her hand, he took
it and climbed in to bed next to her. He was so hard and he wanted
her so much.
    He positioned himself on top of her, his