He leaned back on his knees and murmured, "You need me to fill you up, Bae?"
Before slipping two digits into her, his fingers toyed with the wrinkles in her skin. As he pounded into her, she screamed and buckled onto his hand. She opened her eyes slightly so she could observe him. As his hand pushed inside her and his other hand stroked his cock, he had his eyes fixed on the space between her legs. Her eyes rolled back into her head, and she experienced a sudden surge of wettiness at the image. I need you, Nathan," she said in a frantic tone. Once again shifting on the bed, he directed the head of his erection at her entrance and gave her a powerful shove. He said and then started pumping into her as she screamed. By encircling his hips with her legs and pressing her heels into the tough muscle of his ass, she matched him thrust for thrust. He bit down on her nipple while her fingers grasped the full muscles of his shoulders, creating tiny moon-shaped craters in his flesh. Bae, come get me. His tone was husky and sinister. To torment the little bundle of nerves, she moved her palm between them till she reached her clit. She rubbed more quickly as her climax started to intensify, gasping in desperation. In order to cause Sarah to experience an orgasm, Nathan raised one of her legs and altered the angle of his thrusts. As Nathan continued to piston into her, she came violently, the walls of her sex clamping eagerly around him. Nathan pumped again and shouted out, "Oh, God," before stiffening as he approached. She pushed her thighs together to hold him inside of her as he began to throb inside of her so she could experience the aftershocks. She enjoyed his weight crushing her into the bed as he crumpled on top of her. She sank into his shoulder and breathed in his hot, musky aroma, feeling whole. She wanted nothing more than to be held in Nathan's arms. She curled up in bed as he rolled off her and headed back to the bathroom to clean up. Perhaps it was time for her to relocate. Despite being still a tiny town, the Sunshine Coast was a booming area. She could undoubtedly get a PR position someplace along the coast or even in Brisbane. She could commute because it was only an hour's drive from the ocean. It was a whole lot better than the current three-hour journey separating them. She pushed the covers aside so Nathan could get in next to her when he entered the room again. After holding her close to his chest and kissing her on the head, he sighed. He murmured, "I can't stay; I have a flight home in a few hours." "What?" She got up to face him and sat back down. Why can't you remain, I ask you? This is our weekend!" An agreement was made between Cassie and Nathan. every month. After an elegant dinner, a glass of wine, some dancing, and a weekend of unrestricted, pure, and consenting sex. No matter who they were seeing at the moment, it was like the Army Reserves: one weekend a month, one week a year. But this time, as Nathan was leaving, Cassie was getting ready to tell him that she wanted more. Along with sitting up, he leaned over the edge of the bed and put his head in his hands. He said, "I'm getting married, Cassie," and she thought the world had just abruptly come to an end. She muttered, "Married?" "I didn't even know you were seeing anyone." He announced, "Her name is Ainsley." "My dad set it up and I didn't like her at first, but, well, I've come to care for her." "More than me?" Despite knowing it was needy and whiney, she didn't care. Cassie had always believed that if she remained a resource for Nathan, he would come to value her more than just a fuck partner. He cradled her face. No one could ever replace you, Bae, he mumbled. My dearest buddy, you. I'll adore you forever. "But not enough to marry me?" He nearly laughed when I said, "Marry you." We've never had a relationship like that, Bae. I would never bind you since you are too independent for that. You remind me of a wild, gorgeous bird, and the thought of you being caged breaks my heart. She said listlessly, "But you don't mind putting Ainsley in a cage. "Ainsley will only ever be useful as a social wife since that is what she was raised to be. It's why my father chose her. A close relationship with her father's tiny but successful construction firm would also be advantageous for us. "Nathan, how about us? How about what we already have?He kissed her lips first, then her nose. "The marriage is six months away. After that, give me a few months to get her established so that we can continue where we left off. He grinned at Cassie as though this were the most wonderful development. She would only have to be patient while he beat his wife into submission and perhaps implanted a child in her womb. They could keep what they had. Is that truly what you want, Nathan? she questioned. It's not what I want, Bae, oh no. I would not alter a thing about what we now have since I adore it, but the old guy is pressuring me to be married because Ainsley's family is in the building industry. He faltered off and shrugged. You know, Bae, don't you? Only a few months, at most eight, will pass before everything returns to normal. She sarcastically said, "Except you'll be married. He continued to shrug, "We've both been in relationships before and it hasn't affected our arrangement." She groaned, trying not to express how sadde
He arched his brow. She hoped she could perform that one brow lift since it was so useful. He questioned, "Irish?" His voice caressed her skin as it was deep, smoky, and a little gruff around the edges. She trembled. When Cassie waved over the bartender, she remarked, "Green eyes." "So, what'll it be?" He said to the bartender, "Fat Yak," and the latter nodded. She questioned, "Fat Yak?" "That is a really strange name to call a drink." Irish raised the bottle in a toast after the bartender set it down on the bar in front of him. She drank her vodka cranberry while making a clink with his bottle. Irish looked at Blue, "Whoa, slow down there." Cassie snorted once more. "You called me 1Blue," she retorted. "I did," he said, adding, "You've got red hair." He then nodded. "I never did understand why that Nathanname applied," Cassie said. He shrugged and took a sip of his beer before stating, "It's ironic. She remarked, "Ahh, Alanis Morissette," with knowledge. "Ironi
Brian turned to face the little redhead sat next to him. His kiss caused her face to flush, her eyes to glaze over, and those mouthwatering lips to split apart. He moved quietly as his cock shifted in his trousers and drew his eyes away from her to finish his last sip of beer. He had came in here for a quiet drink and to let off some steam, not to hook up. CASA was getting under his skin over his new aircraft, and he was about sick of having to throw himself through hoops simply to appease them. He had assumed that the Civil Aviation Safety Authority would welcome the addition of a new commercial airline to disrupt the dominance of the Big Two, but apparently not. His luxury charter flight service had been running successfully for a while, and all he wanted to do was turn it into a more lucrative business. First-class domestic travel should not be too challenging to offer. He placed his empty bottle on the counter and motioned for the bartender. Even though Blue had been a welcome
She gave a head shake. She said, grinning up at him, "No," adding, "I think tonight belongs to Blue and Irish." She rose onto her toes and placed her lips over his, putting an end to his complaints. The doors opened as the elevator came to a stop. Though he tried to draw away from her, he caught her hand and virtually dragged her to his door. She was waved inside as he pulled his keycard from his back pocket and unlocked the door. Wow, the penthouse, she said. Nice." He flung his jacket on the couch and shrugged as he walked toward her. She took a few steps backward while her hands flitted around her body. He grinned mischievous and hissed, "Are you afraid of me, Blue?" She stumbled, "No, I'm not afraid." She took a couple more steps backwards before her thighs brushed against the dining table. He approached her and slipped a hair tendril behind her ear. If you've changed your mind, Blue, we don't have to do this. She massaged his beard while cupping his jaw, running he
He circled her clit while grinning on her body and running his tongue between her silky folds. He teased the entrance of her core with his finger, moving it through the slickness and into her, as she inhaled as he placed his lips over the tight nub. She cried out and raised her hips in an attempt to get more. While still enjoying the sound of her moaning and another finger being gently inserted into her, Brian sucked harder on her clit. She resisted, counterpunching his thrusts with her own as he scissored his fingers into her to provide more pressure. She fisted her hands into his hair, drawing him in closer as he increased the tempo at which he licked at her clit. Her inside muscles started to contract, and her breathing grew frantic, and he felt the beginnings of her orgasm. As he curled his fingers within her to press against the walls of her core, he straightened his tongue and increased the pressure. She screamed angrily, "Oh, fuck," as his fingers were pinched by her se
Cassie groaned as the bright light pierced through the delicate skin of her eyelids. Her head was pounding and her mouth was dry, but her body felt wonderfully satiated. She blinked her eyes open cautiously, squinting at the offending sunlight and it took her a moment to remember where she was. She looked around the room, slowly remembering the events of last night and she smiled to herself. As far as rebound sex went, that was pretty awesome and she wouldn’t mind another round with him. She felt the warmth stirring in her belly at the memory of those intense green eyes and the way his beard felt against the inside of her thighs and how it brushed against her waxed mound. She squeezed her thighs together, relishing the throb of desire and stretched languidly. The suite was quiet and she wondered where he was. The bed beside her was cold, although the indentation on his pillow assured her that he had slept there. She sat up and listened, straining to hear any noise that might indi
His chest had been dusted with dark hair and his happy trail was like a lighted path leading the way to his junk. The tattoos that wound their way over both shoulders and down both arms, ending at his wrists, added to his dangerous look and she wished she’d studied them more closely. She wasn’t normally a beard and tattoo girl - she liked a bit of scruff and maybe the odd bit of ink - but on Irish, the thick, dark beard and full sleeve tattoos were hot as fuck. She’d even liked the little dark stud that he had in his ear. But as gorgeous as he was, and as amazing as he was between the sheets, he wasn’t Nathan, more’s the pity. Nathan was who she wanted, had always been who she wanted. Nathan thought that she’d had other boyfriends, but there had been no one but him for a while. She had lived for their weekends together and spent way too much time planning their annual week-long vacation. Well, that wouldn’t be happening anymore. Nathan might be able to swing a weekend here and there
Brian sighed and pinched his eyes. They felt gritty and dry and he was bone tired. It had felt like days since he’d slept and he couldn’t remember the last time he’d eaten. As if summoned by his empty stomach, Madeline knocked on his office door lightly before walking in and placing a wrapped sub on his desk. He looked up and thanked her with a tired smile. She was a good - no, great - assistant and knew him better than he knew himself most of the time. “There’s an email from the PR firm in Melbourne that I need you to look over and your mother is on line two.” “Thanks Madeline,” he replied. “Are our flights home booked for tomorrow?” She nodded and smiled. “Yes, the pilot has been notified and we are cleared to take off at five. Your last meeting is scheduled for three-thirty and a car will be waiting to take us straight to the airport as soon as it wraps up.” “Excellent,” he said, unwrapping the sandwich. “Thanks.” She nodded and left the office. Colleen Aviation had off