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  “I’m not saying that I’m not. I guess I am just used to this going another way. It usually isn’t so in-your-face.”

  “Why play around? We both know what we want, so we might as well get it.”

  In theory of course, but I wasn't sure if I felt the same way about it. I was just nervous and talking about it did not help.

  When he started to move towards me, there was time for me to move back. All I had to do, was take a couple steps backwards and everything would be fine. But I didn’t want to deny him or me. I wanted to feel his lips on mine, his body on me. I wasn’t worried about saying no. On the contrary, I was afraid that I was going to say yes.

  As he leaned down slightly to kiss me, I knew that he was doing exactly what I wanted. We didn’t need to talk about it. It was far easier just to feel anyways and my eyes fluttered closed with the soft lips on mine.

  The kiss was soft and sweet, but only for a moment. After that, it was deepened rather quickly and then he was pulling me towards him. My body crashed against his hard chest and it felt just as good as I knew it would. Every nerve in my body, was tingling in anticipation.

  One soft whimper in his mouth and his hands went wild all over my body. I tried my best to keep it together, but it really was impossible. He just felt too perfect. Once he cupped my ass with his large hand and pressed me against the need that he was sporting, I knew that had to do anything in my power to feel it inside of me. Danica was right. I needed this, probably more than anything else. I need a new release and with just a few moments with Zor, I knew that he was exactly who was going to give it to me.

  He didn't really give us time to find anywhere else to go. Zor was pulling up my skirt and then trying to get into my panties down almost immediately. I wasn't expecting it and I know that it made me gasp a little bit louder when his fingers contacted hot flesh. I was so ready and waiting for him. Now I couldn’t deny my desires any longer. It was clear for all to see and feel.

  He rubbed the sensitive nub a few times, before he pushed one of his fingers inside of me. I wasn't ready for it and I wasn't expecting it, so I called out in pleasure. Maybe a little bit of it was just pure surprise.

  “You’re nice and wet for me. I guess your friend was right. You are down to fuck.”

  I felt a little dirty to have him talking to me that way, while he was fingering me, but I wouldn’t have changed anything. It felt too good. This was exactly what I wanted, and I was exactly where I needed to be. What I needed now though, was for him to give me more than just a finger.

  Like he was reading my mind, he slipped another one inside and just that little bit more, really had me going. I screamed out again and this time I couldn't help myself. It was his name coming off of my tongue, though I had made fun of it not too long ago, I didn't mind calling out. It was just two fingers and I don't even know how it happened. I don’t know how he made something so simple, feel so good.

  It didn't matter though, as long as he didn't stop.

  When Zor did pull his fingers out of me, and then slid them into his mouth, I didn’t know what to say or even what to think. It was a turn-on in one way and then he kissed me, and it was a turn-on in another way. I could taste myself and when he mentioned that he would have to get a real taste later, I was glad that we were putting off. It wasn’t what I wanted at the moment, even though I’m sure that his tongue would have felt amazing. Other parts of him were going to feel better, I just knew it.

  Chapter 5

  Alice

  It was all happening so fast. Zor was taking his pants off and I swear, the next minute, he was pushing deep inside of me and making me scream out in a way that I wasn’t used to doing. I was used to rough sex, or I had been with my last boyfriend, but this was something else. The tattooed man seemed to know how to push deeper than anyone else and it was all I could do, to hold it all in. Or at least I tried to anyways. He felt so good, that I wasn’t able to control myself. I don’t know if I was going to even try.

  Every time he pushed deep, my whole body moved against the door that I was pinned against. He was holding me up effortlessly, his cock holding me up the rest of the way. I held onto his neck, but there was no point in it and luckily for me, when I wasn’t able to hold on anymore, Zor was able to hold me in place.

  I was feeling like I was going to explode, seconds before I did just that. He was smiling down at me, like he was enjoying the performance and I closed my eyes to his smirk. I didn’t know him well enough to be acting that way, but I really couldn’t help myself. That was probably the point too. Zor knew exactly what he was doing and in only a few minutes, I supposed I would have done anything he wanted, I was like a mush ball.

  Zor must have realized it at some point, because he let me down where I could actually touch the floor again. Then he pulled me down onto the carpet that wasn’t that far away. I don’t know what he was thinking, but it didn’t matter, because there was soon no time to talk. He was back inside of me and this time, he was deeper than before.

  Now, he was able to do what he wanted with my body and I was unable to stop the pleasure that ripped through me. It wasn’t unexpected, just the timing. It was happening so fast and I tried to make sense of it. There was no making sense of it though, not hardly. I was just going to have to hold on, until Zor started to power down.

  At some point, I was starting to truly believe that it wasn’t going to happen. I’d came far too much and I was completely spent. I don’t think I was ever going to be able to walk straight again and he wasn’t even slowing down. Realistically, I was just scared. I wasn’t used to a man having that much control over me, but he’d turned me into this. I couldn’t barely move and when I started to come again, all I could do was try to slow him down.

  Finally, I begged him to come, only because I couldn’t anymore. He chuckled and asked me if I was already done.

  “Yes, I can’t come anymore. I’m sore and my whole body is sensitive. I don’t know what you did to me, but I’m a wreck.”

  He pushed my legs up until they were pressing against my chest. When he pushed back in, it was deeper still and I moaned loudly. Zor said something about giving him one more orgasm, but I wasn’t sure if I was going to be able to handle it. It didn’t sound like much, just one, but I was done. My whole body was screaming for a break and I wasn’t going to be able to handle anymore. I was just done. It was just that simple.

  Zor came rather quickly and I had a feeling that he was doing it for my sake. I think if I would have let him go at it as long as he wanted to, he would have held out even longer. That thought bothered me and I finally pushed back against him. I couldn’t take anymore, and relief was immediate, once he slid out of me.

  I moved back and got to my feet steadily. Half of my clothes were off and there was a pile of mix-match clothes on the floor. Some were his and some were mine, though I really didn’t care. I needed that drink he’d denied us earlier.

  Catching him looking at me, I noticed that he was hard again. What the hell was wrong with this guy? Was he some sort of machine or something? I was looking at him then and honestly, I was already saying yes again, even though my body was screaming no.

  “Are you always this virile?”

  He grinned and told me that I was bringing it out in him. I don’t know if it was just a line or not, but it did the trick. It made me blush and again, I was mush and his body was mine to command.

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