Jake Roberts. She’d forgotten how he could kiss!
Their clothes were halfway off by the time his front door closed behind them, their quickened breath filling all twenty-five hundred square feet of his stylish apartment with anticipation. She let herself be thrown down onto the king size bed, and allowed him to finish undressing her one item at a time until she was lying on top of the down-filled duvet in only her pink lace bra and thong. He kissed her forehead affectionately then moved to her warm, rosy cheeks. He nibbled at her ears before he worked his way downward. Sensitive to her vulnerability tonight, but assertive enough to be gloriously erotic, he parted her legs. They opened with ease. She shut her eyes and moaned, feeling an urgency that had been burning inside her since her rescue, moreover since they first met.
They flirted on the edge, foreplay being the name of the game. He cupped her breasts then touched her hardened nipples protruding from beneath the lace trim of her bra, which remained clasped around her chest. He repeatedly kissed the inside softness of her thighs and toyed with his tongue, the garters attached to the black silk stockings she’d worn just for him. Never once did he attempt to remove a garment. He was more than satisfied, and so was she, neither one of them in any hurry to take things farther than this erotic display of affection. Instead they savored the moment like a gift. Time stood still.
Joanie had only fantasized about such seductive displays of passion, so she let herself indulge in this undiscovered bliss. Jake hovered over her and gazed into her eyes, into her soul with a sly, devilish passion. She could feel his hardness, and see the desire on his glistening lips. There was no doubt in Joanie’s mind that, despite the unfortunate incident with Peter at the Mark II months earlier, despite the more recent incident that took place in her own apartment, despite everything that had happened, this hunk of a man did more than sexually arouse her. He loved her. For the first time, Joanie was beginning to have a taste of how love felt.
Interludes of conversation and lusty, romantic fondling inevitably led to where they could hold out no longer. Working Jake’s stiffness into her own throbbing wetness, Joanie arched her back for his entry. After what seemed like hours of temptation, climax for both of them was close at hand. Jake pressed his fingers down into her opening, igniting her clitoris into an explosive orgasm, one that she had never in her life experienced. His ejaculation inside her only elongated her ecstasy. The room vibrated with their pleasure until the last groan. Then they were spent. They kissed and held each other until, with the forceful pull of one strong arm, Jake tackled Joanie to the floor in a heap of limbs and laughter. He yanked the duvet off the bed, biceps rippling, and wrapped it snugly around them both. There on the plush, brown carpet, they drifted in and out of sleep until twilight roused them.
“So, what’ll it be tonight my darling, a nice steak at Chez Fritz, or some delicious seafood linguini at Luigi’s? Or, would you rather stay home and eat by candlelight with the view of the twinkling city below?”
Joanie let her head fall over to rest in the soft but firm crease of Jake’s shoulder, and sighed. Dusk was peaking now, as the setting sun streamed deep orange through the floor to ceiling bedroom window. It filled the room with a deliciously warm glow.
THE END
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