Watson - Kathi S. Barton Page 0,26

her cream, his smile telling her that he wasn’t nearly done with her. She asked him what the hell he was doing.

“I must be doing something wrong if you need to ask me. I’ll just double up my efforts this time around.” She squeezed her legs together, and that had him laughing. “You’re sending mixed signals, love. Do you want me to keep drinking from you, or are you finished with me? I want you to be happy.”

“If I were any happier right now, they’d lock me up. What I meant to ask you was, is this going to be the norm? I mean, the way you wake me up? Because if it is, I’m afraid that I won’t survive my days.” He kissed her thigh as he watched her. “You look satisfied right now. You’re not, are you?”

Instead of answering her, he sat up between her legs. His cock was dark with blood, and dripping from the tip was the most delicious thing she’d ever seen. Reaching down after sitting up in the bed, she touched the tip and took his creaminess to her mouth. Her moan found her on her back and Wats kissing her.

He touched her everywhere while he worked her mouth over—her breasts, ear lobes, as well as her shoulders and ribs. Wats would touch her someplace, and she’d think that was the most erotic place on her body. Then he’d move, and she’d realize he’d found another place that she thought was too much for her.

Wats had his cock at her clit. Each time he moved, even if it was just to adjust himself to another position, she’d feel it touching off some part of her. Never would Rayne have thought a woman’s clit was connected to every nerve ending in her entire body.

“I want you to come for me. When you do, I’m going to take you.” She knew what he was telling her, and it made her tense up, knowing it was going to be painful. “If you tense up on me now, Rayne, we’re never going to leave this bedroom.”

“Why?” He told her. “Oh. Yes, I can see where people would notice that you’re hard as stone and your balls are blue. Why are they called that? Blue balls, I mean?”

She didn’t get an answer. Or perhaps she did, and she didn’t hear it over her own screaming release. She felt his cock enter her, stretching her open and filling her to her throat. There wasn’t much in the way of pain, but the pleasure of it was too much, and she simply checked out for a few seconds. When she woke, Wats was saying her name softly, but Rayne had an idea that he was starting to panic just a little.

“I love you.” He moved, his cock no longer painful being inside of her, but causing deep, whole body pleasure. Moving with him to his push, she pushed back. Rayne was feeling a climax coming up and over her that she knew was going to take her to a place yet undiscovered by anyone else. “Watson, I love you.”

It took her. For several seconds, she couldn’t breathe. Couldn’t hear. It was as if her entire system had shut down to get as much enjoyment out of their coming together as it could. When she took in a deep breath, with the second tidal wave of pleasure, stronger than the first, she felt her eyes flicker closed. If not for Wats, holding her to his body when he joined her in the third climax, she was sure she would have died right then and there with a big smile on her face and her body a puddle of relaxed muscle and skin.

Rayne woke up quickly. Sitting up in the bed, she looked around. Alone in the big bed, she cocked her head when she heard something. It was Wats. He was singing in the shower, some old tune her grandda sang when he thought no one was about in the house.

Getting up, she pulled on his shirt that had been dropped on the floor and went into the bathroom where he was. Just as he was stepping out of the stall, she handed him a warmed towel. Wats kissed her and asked her if she was going with him.

“I am. I feel like I can take on the world right now.” He told her to hurry, but not too much. They had about an hour. “I am a little sore, to be