Free LivingfortheMoment_F by Marilyn Lee Page B

myself in the joy that's happening between us."
    "Keep them open," he said sounding angry.
    Confused, impatient and horny, I nodded. "I will."
    After a moment's hesitation, he swore softly before he kissed a warm path down from my breasts to my slit. Kissing and licking my outer lips, he slipped two fingers inside me, thrusting slowly in and out.
    That was nice but I wanted his cock inside me again—where it belonged. As I reached down in an effort to urge him back into my arms and between my legs, he sucked my clit hard. And I burst into a riotous cloud of mindless joy. I clutched his head to my pussy and shuddered through a delightful climax, sobbing with pleasure.
    "Damn it."
    He lifted away from me and rose above me again.
    I opened my eyes, feeling totally in love with him. I reached down, gripped the base of his cock and pressed it against my slit. "Take me…please…I'm yours, Thomas. All yours, my love."
    "I doubt that." He pushed his hips forward, sliding into me with a long, almost painful stroke.
    All semblance of tenderness had vanished. I didn't care. I smiled and closed my eyes in preparation for a hard fuck.
    "Open your eyes."
    I reluctantly obeyed.
    Once I had, he didn't disappoint. Nipping and biting gently at my neck and ear, he pounded my pussy with such intensity my thighs shook with each movement and my passion built.
    I could feel the tension in his beautiful body and was eager to make him come as hard as I had. I raked my hands down his back to part his hard cheeks. Sliding a finger down his nether crease, I probed for his anus.
    He stiffened on top of me. "No," he said.
    "Yes," I whispered. "You're in me raw and I'm going to be in your ass." I pressed against his anus until I managed to push my finger up into his tight passage.
    "Shit. That's uncomfortable," he said.
    I smiled up at him and began to finger fuck his ass gently as he lay pinning me on my back with a pussy full of deliciously bare cock. "You'll learn to love it," I promised.
    I think my finger thrusting in his ass was the incentive he needed to let himself go. He suddenly groaned several times, gripped my hips to hold me still, and came inside me.
    I closed my eyes, kept my finger moving in his ass, and squeezed my pussy around his exploding cock. Only when he stopped coming and lay unmoving on me, did I ease my finger out of him. I held him as he lay trembling in my arms.
    "Oh, fuck," he finally whispered. "We can't do that again."
    I sighed but knew he was right. If we did, I'd fall completely back in love with him. "I know," I said.
    He eased out of my pussy and rolled onto his back.
    I wanted to turn and press my body against his but something about his silence and the tension I felt emanating from him gave me pause. I waited for him to do what he always did after sex, pull me close and slip his bare cock in me.
    When he didn't, I realized I'd made a fatal mistake having unprotected sex with him. Having gotten what he'd wanted all along, there was no need for him to cuddle with me and lie inside me raw. And I was on the verge of falling in love with him all over again.
    We lay side my side but not touching long enough for me to know he wasn't going to hold me. When I turned onto my side away from him, I felt him roll onto his away from me.
    After the most intense experience of my life with the man I'd wanted it with the most, I felt like crying. Remembering I'd call him my love during sex, I knew our relationship wouldn't last much longer. He'd pull away from me as soon as he decently could.
    In the morning, I woke in bed alone. Although there was a tray with covered plates on the nightstand, I knew he wouldn't be joining me as he usually did. After picking at breakfast, I got up, showered and dressed. Then I steeled myself to face him because I knew the previous night had changed everything.
    I found him seated on the patio working on his laptop. Although he rose when I walked out to join him, I saw no warmth in his gaze or brief