Blue Moon #3 (Story of Us Series - Into the Blue) - Sydney Jamesson Page 0,128
across my abs, I slid into her; grabbed hold of her hips and let her take what she needed. With satisfying moans she fucked me. Inside, her body felt warm and snug. Outside it felt soft and yielding.
I was hers, and she was mine.
I closed my eyes and groaned with satisfaction as she increased the tempo, raising herself to feel the full length of my throbbing erection. In slick movements, our bodies melded, our noises mingled and the darkness enveloped us, the perfect backdrop for our delirious daze of sexual bliss.
In a matter of minutes she came, her internal clenching gripped me like a vice. I responded with a jolt and drove so deeply into her that I thought I might hurt her.
But no.
As my abs tensed and my cock surged, we panted and paused, savouring the sensation.
Limp with exhaustion Beth lay across me. I peeled her from my body, rearranged her nightie and tucked her in. As we spooned, she reached for my arm and pulled it across her body, resting my hand on her stomach.
“Thank you,” she mumbled.
I pressed my nose into her hair. “Feel free, day or night.”
She laughed and her stomach vibrated against my hand.
I’ve just this minute concluded a meeting. Beth has burst into my office without warning, waving her arms around and calling out to Charlotte, “Hold his calls. In fact hold everything. He’s going to be busy for the next hour—at least.”
“Yes, Mrs. Stone,” I hear Charlotte, reply.
I swear I can hear laughter in her voice.
“No need to stand, Ayden. You can stay seated for this one.” Beth is approaching me, removing her jacket hurriedly. She gives me the look. I know that look—I see sex in her eyes. I can’t help but smile.
Still holding my pen, mid signature and wide eyed, I watch her kick off her shoes. Reduced in height she’s positively enchanting—all the more so for the fact that she is seven months pregnant. Her body is showing the signs of motherhood; it’s blossoming, her breasts have become larger and her stomach has become a protruding ball of taut skin.
I couldn’t love her more if I tried.
I push the file to one side and swivel my chair toward her in response to the sexual tension building in the room. “This is an unexpected surprise. What can I do for you, Mrs. Stone?”
“I’ve come to take advantage of you, Mr. Stone. I need your body,” she confesses, standing before me like a haphazardly arranged bouquet. The flowers on her dress have spread out to cover her curves; flat-footed and with little make-up she’s as natural as it comes—utterly irresistible.
“Mmm. What particular part of my body do you need?” I ask with a smirk that’s on its way to becoming a smile.
“All of it.” She seems a little flushed. Anticipating her next move, she coats her bottom lip with moisture from her tongue.
I want to suck on that tongue.
“What’s got you all hot and bothered?” I reach for the phone. “I’ll have Charlotte bring in some iced water for you.”
She places her hand on mine. “No. No need. I’ve not come here for water. I’ve come here for sex.”
I check my watch. “It’s just gone twelve thirty…”
“Well, you tell my body that.” She begins undoing the buttons on her dress. “There I was minding my own business buying baby clothes and BAM! I need sex.” She bites her lip. “I jumped in a cab and came here.”
I take hold of her hands. “Well, you’ve come to the right place. It so happens that I can help you with your problem.”
She starts to giggle. “Thank God!”
I check out the space either side of my hips.
Not enough and the desk would be a little hard on her back…
“I have an idea. Come with me.”
I lead her over to the white leather sofa, but before sitting, I loosen my tie and take off my jacket. Leaving her standing in front of me, I sit down, knowing she’s watching me move, wondering how we’re going to do this.
“I know how sensitive you’ve become. I want to try something…” She nods. “Put your hands on my shoulders. Let’s see how long it takes me to get you off.”
An audible sigh escapes her mouth. “With your hands?”
“Yes. And then I’m going to make you come again with my cock inside you. How does that sound?”
“Promising.” She grins, leans into me and places her hands on my shoulders. “Did you have something important to work on?”