The Ultimate Erotic Short Story Collection 19: 11 Steamingly Hot Erotica Books For Women (8 page)

Once they were both in her room she grabbed his hand and pulled him to the bed. She wasn’t going to rush the night, but she was ready to get comfortable and enjoy a little foreplay.

He crawled over her, propping himself up on his elbows and kissing her hungrily. She wrapped her arms around his neck, her fingers playing with his hair, and let him settle between her legs. They fit together nicely, just as they always had, and she couldn’t help thinking of just how much she had missed this.

She teased him a little by rolling her hips against his, feeling that he was already growing hard. It never took much to get him excited. He had an incredible sex drive and the skills to go with it.

He started to trail his mouth down her body, pushing up her shirt to kiss her stomach and hips. She shivered under his lips and arched her back, urging him further down. She had almost missed the feeling of his tongue between her legs more than anything else.

He didn’t give her what she wanted right away though. He pulled down her shorts and teased her hips and inner thighs, kissing and licking at them lightly. His fingers traced her sides and stomach, making her squirm under his gentle touch.

“Stop teasing me,” she giggled, grabbing the back of his hair and attempting to move him to where she wanted him to be.

“Patience, babe,” he retorted, smirking up at her. “The anticipation is half the fun.”

She playfully frowned at him and he chuckled before he finally ran his tongue slowly up her slit. She whimpered with pleasure and tightened her grip on his hair.

He took his time, stroking the tip of his tongue over her in an almost leisurely manner. He was going to make this last, inching her towards the edge with each stroke. Here and there he sucked her clit into his mouth, making her squirm and cry out, but then he would go back to his gentle lapping.

As she got wetter and hotter he started to pick up his pace, flicking his tongue inside of her and rubbing at her clit with his thumb. She was writhing underneath him now, moaning loudly and gripping the sheets. She could hardly take the way he was making her feel. Pleasure rolled through her body and she pushed herself up and further against his mouth.

She couldn’t get enough of his tongue. It was warm and moist against her pussy and the way he moved it sent little shivers running through her.

“I want you, Mac,” she begged. “Right now. Please.”

“Not yet,” he taunted.

“C’mon, please?”

When he shook his head she decided to take control of the situation. She didn’t have to wait on him to decide it was time when her body was so eager and ready.

Karissa grinned mischievously and wiggled out from under him. He watched her, shooting her a look of disappointment before she grabbed him by the collar of his shirt and pushed him down onto the bed.

“I’m not going to beg you,” she told him with a wink.

“Well, if you wanted it that bad you should have just told me,” he laughed, slipping off his shirt.

She didn’t reply, she simply started to take off his jeans. She slid them off of him along with his boxers, tossing them to floor. His naked body was fully revealed to her now, all slim and smooth muscle. He was incredibly hard and she wondered just how he had managed to refuse her.

Either way she was in control now, straddling his hips and slowly lowering herself onto his dick. He was big, but not overly so and he filled her so perfectly. She eased him in, moaning softly and gripping his shoulders tightly.

Mac held her hips, urging her to rock them, and she obeyed. She wanted the movement just as much as he did, and so she started to ride him eagerly. In her opinion they’d wasted enough time on gentleness with the foreplay and she wasn’t going to hold back.

He helped her, thrusting upwards and making each stroke deeper and better. He gripped her hips hard and she still held onto his shoulders, her nails digging into his skin just slightly.

They only sped up from there, panting and kissing each other breathlessly. Their hands roamed all over one another and Mac pulled Karissa down onto his chest, holding her close to him. The intensity of it was mind blowing and she remembered exactly why she had such a hard time turning him away.

The connection between the two of them was electric and when they finally reached their climaxes they screamed out with pleasure. Their bodies trembled and Karissa fell onto her back on the cotton comforter beneath her.

There was silence between them for quite a while, neither of them sure what to say. Karissa knew that this had been a bad choice if she ever wanted closure and to move on from him, but sometimes she wasn’t sure she even did want to move on. Nights like this really made her question that.

“So, should I leave or…?” Mac wondered, glancing over at her. He didn’t look like he wanted to go and even though she probably should have kicked him out, she didn’t.

“No… no, stay with me,” she decided, rolling over and resting her head on his chest. “I miss having someone to sleep next to.”

He smiled down at her and closed his eyes. It had been a long time since they’d slept next to each other, but Karissa enjoyed the way he rested his chin on her head, his arms wrapping around her. It wasn’t long before they were both peacefully sleeping.

***

When morning came Karissa expected to feel regret at the sight of Mac lying next to her, but instead she felt something close to relief. A little smile spread over her face and she watched him for a moment, thinking about what had happened the night before.

He really was a good guy, she couldn’t deny that, and he was phenomenal in bed. The only reason they had split up was because living together hadn't gone so well. They disagreed on how to live their lives and it had put a wedge between them.

She sighed and sat up, deciding she was going to give him a special wake up call. She used to do this for him every now and then when they shared the place and she missed it.

Pulling the blanket slowly off of him, she moved between his legs and bent down, not hesitating to take his cock slowly into her mouth. She started to suck at a leisurely pace, just enough to get him hard and to make him stir in his sleep.

He groaned, one of his hands tightening on his pillow, and his eyes peeled open just slightly.

“’Riss?” he muttered groggily, looking down at her. When he realized what she was doing he smirked and laid his head back down.

She stopped long enough to tell him how much she missed doing this for him, and then continued by trailing her tongue up the underside of his dick. He shivered and moaned, biting his lip as she took him all the way back into her mouth.

Her tongue swirled around him, teasing and making him buck his hips upwards. His head tapped the back of her throat as he did so, but it didn’t bother her. She’d practiced a long time on him and she knew how to handle him.

She kept going for quite a while until she knew he was dangerously close, and then she stopped. He sighed with disappointment, especially as she got up from the bed and started to walk towards the door.

“Babe, where are you goin’?” he wondered, frowning at her.

“I’m making breakfast. You can finish yourself off, right?” She winked, teasing him, and closed the door behind her as she headed for the kitchen.

Of course, she wasn’t just going to leave him hanging completely. He’d take care of himself now and she would give him something better after they ate. She enjoyed taunting him though and creating anticipation. It made things more exciting and it made him that much more enthusiastic when they had sex afterwards.

She put on her bath robe and she cooked eggs, bacon, and sausage links. She was particularly hungry after the previous night’s events. It had been a while since she’d had sex and it had taken a considerable amount of her energy to ride him like she did.

When Mac came into the kitchen he was still naked and she found it very hard to focus on finishing the food. He looked so good, his hair still a mess from sleeping.

“Good morning,” she greeted.

“Mhm, wonderful morning,” he retorted a bit sarcastically. “That wasn’t very nice of you.”

“I know, but it was fun.”

He narrowed his eyes at her mischievously and made his way over to her. “Oh yeah? Well I can think of something else that would be even more fun.”

He wrapped his arms around her waist and untied her bath robe. She didn’t bother trying to stop him. As much as she wanted to finish cooking, his strong hands were just about impossible to resist.

When the robe was out of the way, still hanging on her shoulders, his hands ran down her stomach and caressed her gently. She shivered under his touch and leaned her head back on his shoulder.

“Let me finish this,” she protested half-heartedly.

“I don’t think so,” he whispered in her ear. “I think that stove can be turned off and you can get your pretty little self up on that counter.”

“But it’s almost done.”

“So it can wait just a little bit longer.” He reached forward and turned off the stove, and then took the spatula from her hand.

She turned around, meeting his gaze and shaking her head at him. He simply smiled and pushed the robe off her shoulders, letting it fall to the floor.

“I want you right now and I’m going to have you,” he whispered huskily, his face hovering close to hers. He scooped her up, forcing her to wrap her arms and legs around him, his erection pressing into her warm center as he set her on the kitchen counter.

“You have very inconvenient timing,” she teased. “I was going to take care of you after breakfast.”

“Don’t lie, you know you want this,” he countered, taking his cock in his hand and rubbing it over her clit.

She squirmed and gripped his shoulders, unable to deny his words. She always wanted him and when he was in front of her like this, so close to being inside of her, it was too hard to say no.

“Yes, I do, so why don’t you give it to me?”

“Oh, I don’t think so. You’re not getting it that easily; not after what you did earlier.” He grinned and started to kiss her neck, his hand running down her leg. His other hand slowly traced down her stomach.

She sighed and closed her eyes, soaking up the tantalizing feeling of his fingers and lips on her skin. This man knew so very well how to drive her crazy and make her ache for more until she begged. She figured that’s what he was planning to do now.

He never touched her between her legs after that first moment. His hands roamed everywhere else though. They explored her whole body, caressing her legs and feet before making their up to her breasts where he rubbed his thumbs wistfully over her nipples. From there he slid a hand up her neck and into her hair, which he tugged ever so gently.

Her head tilted back and he ran his tongue over her collar bone and up to her ear. His fingers were now running down her back and he stepped closer to her, letting the head of his cock just barely rub along her slit.

She whimpered at that and wrapped her legs around him, urging him closer. He only laughed though—a deep, raspy laugh that told her he was just as eager as she was.

“Mac, I want you in me,” she told him, her lips brushing against his ear.

“Not yet, babe. Be patient.”

“I’ve been patient.” She pulled his hips even closer with her legs and pushed her groin into his. She was going to get what she wanted just like she had last night and he wasn’t going to make her wait any longer for it.

Karissa reached down between them and grasped his length, pushing into herself and moving her hips forward so that he slid in all the way. Oh wow, did that feel good. All of the build-up had driven her crazy with lust and she was so wet and ready now.