Slipping a hand behind her head, his lips met hers as he lined himself up with her entrance.
With one hard, fast thrust he embedded himself deep into her. Her entire body vibrated and her fingers clawed at the granite underneath her as he began to move within her and with each thrust the head of his shaft stroked her inner wall.
She whimpered and moaned against his lips and exploring tongue. Each inward thrust pushed her closer to the edge. Pulling her lips from his she began kissing and nipping her way down the side of his neck, enjoying the sound of his low, feral groans with each thrust.
“So good. I’ve been dreaming of this,” she gasped., Wrapping her legs around his waist she began moving with him as she gripped his shoulders, her fingernails digging into the muscular flesh and leaving deep crescent shapes. Their movements became more frantic as they both came barrelling toward their respective orgasms.
“Me too baby.” His shaft moved in and out of her with such grace and determination, glistening with her juices with each outward thrust.
The coil of desire within her tightened, causing her belly to ache from anticipation as she reached the brink. She nipped at the side of his neck again and groaned. She was almost there –
so close. Clutching to him as tight as she could her pussy erupted around his dick, a wave of relief washing over her, making her cry out.
“Oh Jesus Ginny.” His pace became frantic slamming into her, not giving her a moment to bask in her orgasm and sending her rapidly on the way to another.
“Harder. Oh God harder!” she screamed. She could feel him preparing to unleash inside of her and she desperately wanted to come with him. She leaned back again and caught his gaze as she moved with him, meeting his speed and intensity, watching as his cock hammered into her.
Slipping her fingers to her mound she began working her clit and found herself at the edge in seconds, preparing, waiting for him. Just when she thought she couldn’t take another moment and would have to come once more without him, he slammed into her so hard that it moved her back on the counter an inch and with a low growl-like groan he released.
The feel of his cum filling her sent her over the edge once more and her cries joined his groans as their fluids combined and mixed within her around his rapidly depleting cock.
“Oh sweet damn baby.” His body relaxed as he lowered his lips to hers, kissing her tenderly.
As their tongues duelled and her heart rate slowly went back to normal all that she could think was that she was easily the luckiest woman alive to be given such an incredible man.
Chapter 15
Genevieve turned the corner and onto Graham’s street with a wide smile on her face as she imagined Graham’s expression when he came home after working the overnight shift to see her in his bed, giftwrapped and waiting for him. She’d been up most of the night she’d been so excited about the day. Today was their one-month anniversary and they had plans for the evening so there was no way he’d be expecting her there. She’d even decided to keep the store closed for the day so she could devote it to pampering him. It seemed like he was always the one going above and beyond to make her happy, she wanted to return the favour. The fact that it was a surprise made it even more exciting.
As his house drew closer she was slightly disappointed to see his car was in the driveway; she’d really been hoping to make it to his place before he did. She knew where his “hidden” key was and suspected he wouldn’t be upset in the least with her showing up and letting herself in.
Ahhh well, it’s still a surprise, she supposed and her smile returned, but quickly faded to see there was a car parked on the other side of his. She knew some of his friends – the ones who mattered and could possibly arrive at such an early hour anyhow – and didn’t recall them having a small blue Fiat. Maybe it was a neighbour who needed the parking spot?
Deciding to park on the side of the road, she slowed and parked in front of his house. Getting out of the car, she popped the trunk and gathered the bags of food and Frederick’s of Hollywood bag. She knew he was going to go insane when he saw her wearing what was in the bag. Closing the trunk, she made her way up his driveway and placed the bags on the doorstep. She turned and was going to retrieve the key he kept hidden under a big rock behind the garbage bin when the sound of the front door opening had her freezing in the spot.
Well, shit. I guess this means Plan B of sneaking in and waking him up with a blow job and a hot lunch on the table when he wakes in the afternoon is out of the question now. Talk about bad timing!
“Can I help you?”
Genevieve’s entire world stopped at the sound of a female voice behind her coming from the house. Don’t jump to any conclusions, she coached herself as she slowly turned to come face to face with a tall leggy blonde woman, barefoot and only wearing a black satin negligee that was so short if the woman bent the neighbours would be given a show. The other woman was insanely beautiful.
“Can I help you?” the blonde asked again, planting a hand on her hip, her blue eyes narrowing as she scanned Genevieve.
“Who are you?”
The blonde pasted a smile on her lips and stepped out onto the porch, extending her hand to Genevieve. “I’m Emma. Graham’s wife.”
Again, the world seemed to stop moving as she looked down at the other woman’s perfectly French manicured hand waiting for her to accept the handshake.
“His wife?” This had to be some mistake. It had to be. “Graham isn’t married.”
The other woman’s smile turned to a smirk as she dropped her hand. “Sorry to disappoint.
Not sure what he told you, but I’m very much a part of his life.”
“Then why haven’t I seen you before?” She and Graham spent virtually every free minute together, there was no way he was cheating – he couldn’t. When would he have the time?
But you also thought he working last night, that’s why you stayed home. What if all those double shifts he was putting in were all a cover-up so he could keep both relationships going? a voice in the back of her mind warned.
Her mouth went dry and her stomach did a flip flop. She feared she was going to be sick. It felt like the past was coming back to relive itself.
The blonde shrugged. “I’ve been around. We had a little spat before he went to Vegas, but I promise you, we’ve resolved our issues.” The blonde grabbed the Frederick’s bag and passed it to her along with the grocery bag. “I don’t know who you are, but you’re not welcome here any longer. I assume you were a distraction until we got things worked out. They’re worked out now.”