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Wishful Kisses (The Kisses Series #3.5) Page 11
Author: Krista Lakes

I looked down and saw his eyes. Those eyes. The ones that had been in my dreams for decades now. They were looking up at me with raw desire. Lust and love flared hot in my core. The heat began to build in me quickly. I threw my head back and began to moan. I hadn't felt like this in so long...

Within another moment, I could feel his tongue settle into a rhythm, and it wasn't long before I could feel a wave of pleasure building up. My fingers clenched at the bedsheet, and my eyes squeezed shut. I began to squeak, cute little squeaks of pleasure right before I finally had an orgasm. It washed over me in a torrent, sending my muscles into spasms. I could already feel myself starting to sweat.

As my orgasm faded, I looked down at him as he continued to lick me. I leaned up and put my hands on either side of his face, pulling him into a kiss. He eagerly returned it, rising up to meet me. I let him kiss me for a moment before kneeling up on the bed, my young muscles easily making the transition. I put my hand on his muscled chest and pushed him down to the bed. I knew he was strong enough that he could have easily resisted, but he fell to the bed, surprise on his face at my sudden burst of energy.

I was so wet and ready for him. I had wanted him like this for decades. It was better than any dream I could have had. I straddled his body and began to position myself above him. He threw his head back and closed his eyes as I felt him press against the precipice and I began to lower myself down...

"Wait!" he said as his eyes flew back open. His strong hands tightened on my hips, pinning me in mid-air.

My feeling of exuberance immediately left. I knew that this was too good to be true. "What?"

He looked at me like I should know what he wanted. His voice was gruff with want. "This is how you want to do this? We've been safe all week, and now you want to have sex without a condom?"

I smiled, a sense of relief washing over my body. I remembered firmly stopping him one night after we had been drinking, letting him know that I was not ready for a child. He hadn't pressed the issue, just blushed and put a condom on as if he had been caught doing the wrong thing. Now, though...

I had gone through the past few years with my biological clock ticking. Sure, this might not have been the right time for me in my twenties, but I had waited so long. I had wanted him for so long. I didn't care. I shrugged and bit my lip with a smile, starting to slide down further. I felt the head of his beautiful c**k breach my opening and we gasped together.

He tightened his grasp on my hips, suspending me above him. "Stop. You've got your career starting. I'm not going to let you risk that just for a morning quickie." The look on his face was stern.

No man I had ever known since Tony would ever have said something like that. Truthfully, my lust was so great that I tried to wriggle out of his grasp, giving him one last chance to change his mind. His strong hands kept me firmly in place. I couldn't fight his strength.

"Fine!" I said, as if I were a petulant teenager. I went to the nightstand and grabbed a condom from the drawer, tearing it open with my teeth. He smiled as I popped it into my mouth. I remembered how much he had liked this, and as I slid it onto his magnificent erection, I made sure to get him extra wet. I couldn't wait to feel him inside me again.

As I began to suck, he groaned. "Oh no you don't. No teasing me like this," he said, his voice strained with want as he pulled me toward him. I shrieked with delight as I fell onto his chest and he positioned himself underneath me. He slid in with ease, my body already open to his advances. Again, we gasped together, and as I felt his h*ps began to thrust underneath me, I finally knew that this was real.

As his hands went to my h*ps I knelt up, letting him admire my body. Those brown eyes I dreamed of almost every night were fixated on my every move. I was a goddess in those eyes. His hands ran up my sides and grabbed my br**sts as I rode him, and I could see the look of concentration in his face as he kneaded the flesh. I ran my own hands up and down my body, enjoying the feeling. I'd never let this body grow old again if I could help it.

I ran my fingers through my hair and closed my eyes as I bounced on him. Everything seemed so fresh, so new. Maybe I just missed being young again. Maybe it was all just me pining for the good old days...

I opened my eyes and looked down at him. No, I decided as I looked over the features of his face. It was Tony. I wanted him even more than I wanted this young body. I wanted him more than life itself. I would do anything it took to stop him from going over there. For now, though, I would simply enjoy the ride.

He reached up and put his hands on my back, kissing me briefly before pulling me down to lay on him. In a flash, he had flipped us over so that he was on top of me. I laughed but quickly began to moan as he filled me. I looked down at his muscular h*ps and ass, watching him thrust into me, a sight I knew I would never grow tired of. He looked at me in much the same way, making me smile.

He lay down next to me, grabbing me by the shoulder and pushing me over on my side. His body was hot and slick with sweat and Florida humidity, and I wanted every inch of it. I felt his chest against my back as he wrapped one of his arms around me, cupping my breast and teasing my nipple with his fingers. He lifted my leg with his other hand for a moment, pushing into me. As soon as he was in, he grabbed my other breast. I felt like I was wrapped up in a big bear hug, but most of all I felt safe. I would be safe as long as I was with him.

One of his hands moved down to my belly and I began undulating my h*ps into him. I felt the vibration of his groan of pleasure on my back as my body pushed and pulled. We touched at every possible inch of skin, our bodies merging and entwining as one. He was going shallower now, but every time my ass touched his hips, it sent another wave of pleasure through my body.

I focused on the feeling of his hands on my body. They were strong and rough, with callouses from working in dangerous areas. I loved those hands. They grabbed and squeezed with every motion I made, and I could feel him getting more and more excited. My fingers wandered down to my own clit. With stimulation on both my inside and my outside, I knew I would make it to orgasm quickly. I just hoped that I would make it in time.

I was rising to cl**ax and I could feel him begin to take on a rhythmic pace. His hot breath came faster in my ear, and I knew he was getting close. I could feel him begin to swell, feel his pace changing. He hugged me even tighter, and when he gasped in my ear, it pushed me over the edge. I followed him into ecstasy, the two of riding the waves of pleasure in tandem. It was the most magnificent feeling I ever had.

As we came together, I knew that I had been a fool to ever let this go. Twenty years ago, Tony had brought me to another level of happiness, and I had never been the same after that. Now, he was returning me to the same level of happiness, and like a drug, I wouldn't be able to live without it.

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