naked and waiting, a tender smile across her lips. He stood up, taking in the extraordinary length of her, the long blonde curls and sleepy green eyes, her plump, rose-tipped breasts, slightly rounded belly and natural blonde pubic curls so different from Rhea. Mentally he shook himself, blocking out thoughts of the last twelve years. Reminding himself to forget as Bettina patted the spot next to her on the blanket.
"On the floor?"
"Right here," she whispered with a smile.
"Alrighty then." Ty shed his clothes, startled at the admiration in her eyes, a little embarrassed and plenty nervous. He smothered his nerves. She wanted him here and he needed this.
Ty lay down expectant and strangely relaxed. The last of his resistance disappeared as she leaned forward and caught his lower lip with her teeth. Her incredibly long legs rubbed against him, all of it stoking the fire in his belly.
Breaking the kiss, he whispered, "I want you." He wanted to roll her onto her back and slide deep inside her but it wasn’t in his nature to be aggressive. And he already felt far enough out of his element.
"I want you too, but not yet," she replied. The knowing expression on her face and her words triggered a spike of desire that traveled from his belly to his sac, which tightened almost painfully. Bettina leaned into him and nuzzled his neck, her lips planting light kisses down his jaw. He caressed her back, enjoying the feel of her silky, warm skin and happy to let her take the lead.
"Bettina," he begged, more insistent now. She had the most amazing lips.
"Not yet." She leaned over and nibbled on one of his nipples until it became puckered and hard. Watching her, Ty moaned. Her free hand wandered down his chest to his groin. Lips followed and he felt his control slipping.
He gasped, mesmerized at the sight of Bettina’s fingers surrounding his cock. Her thumb glanced across the soft tip then gave it a slow, firm stroke.
"B’tina."
She leaned over, blonde curls slipping along his belly, and took him in her soft, warm mouth, tasting him. Slowly torturing him with her mouth and tongue as if she were savoring an ice cream. Her velvety tongue took his breath away and shredded his restraint.
"B’tina, stop!"
"What’s the matter, baby?" she whispered, his cock still held firmly in her grasp. The sight of her sleepy eyes and damp rosy lips curved into a smile made his balls ache for release.
"I wanna...You’re gonna make me—"
He groaned as her pink lips formed a beatific smile. Voice husky, she purred, "Come? Don’t you want to?"
He nodded and his cock twitched.
"You’re ready?"
Panting, Ty nodded again and watched as she sat up and grabbed a condom off the coffee table. Slightly embarrassed, he turned his head as she deftly ripped the package open and slipped it on him.
"Top or bottom?"
Momentarily confused, he just stared for a moment then sputtered, "Bottom." His need had reached such a pitch he couldn’t think, couldn’t catch his breath.
He watched as Bettina straddled his hips and engulfed him. All of him. Ty groaned loudly as his cock touched her womb and she squeezed him. Already he wanted to come. His eyes rolled back in his head as she began moving her hips in long, easy strokes. He sank back on the pillow and his head thrashed from side to side as he moaned Bettina’s name, deep and low in his throat. Neck arched, his hips matched hers thrust for thrust. She leaned over, her head in the crook of his neck.
Skin to skin now, she felt rich and smooth as twenty-year-old scotch. He could feel the slick sheen of sweat coating their skin as his hands continued kneading her ass, begging for more. For all of her. Ty was completely overwhelmed by the orgasm gathering force in him. He clutched her lush hips and bucked against her, losing control as her teeth sank into his neck.
"Hurry B’tina," Ty begged at the top of his lungs. Her pace increased as she tried to keep up. But suddenly it was too late. No, damnit! Not
"On the floor?"
"Right here," she whispered with a smile.
"Alrighty then." Ty shed his clothes, startled at the admiration in her eyes, a little embarrassed and plenty nervous. He smothered his nerves. She wanted him here and he needed this.
Ty lay down expectant and strangely relaxed. The last of his resistance disappeared as she leaned forward and caught his lower lip with her teeth. Her incredibly long legs rubbed against him, all of it stoking the fire in his belly.
Breaking the kiss, he whispered, "I want you." He wanted to roll her onto her back and slide deep inside her but it wasn’t in his nature to be aggressive. And he already felt far enough out of his element.
"I want you too, but not yet," she replied. The knowing expression on her face and her words triggered a spike of desire that traveled from his belly to his sac, which tightened almost painfully. Bettina leaned into him and nuzzled his neck, her lips planting light kisses down his jaw. He caressed her back, enjoying the feel of her silky, warm skin and happy to let her take the lead.
"Bettina," he begged, more insistent now. She had the most amazing lips.
"Not yet." She leaned over and nibbled on one of his nipples until it became puckered and hard. Watching her, Ty moaned. Her free hand wandered down his chest to his groin. Lips followed and he felt his control slipping.
He gasped, mesmerized at the sight of Bettina’s fingers surrounding his cock. Her thumb glanced across the soft tip then gave it a slow, firm stroke.
"B’tina."
She leaned over, blonde curls slipping along his belly, and took him in her soft, warm mouth, tasting him. Slowly torturing him with her mouth and tongue as if she were savoring an ice cream. Her velvety tongue took his breath away and shredded his restraint.
"B’tina, stop!"
"What’s the matter, baby?" she whispered, his cock still held firmly in her grasp. The sight of her sleepy eyes and damp rosy lips curved into a smile made his balls ache for release.
"I wanna...You’re gonna make me—"
He groaned as her pink lips formed a beatific smile. Voice husky, she purred, "Come? Don’t you want to?"
He nodded and his cock twitched.
"You’re ready?"
Panting, Ty nodded again and watched as she sat up and grabbed a condom off the coffee table. Slightly embarrassed, he turned his head as she deftly ripped the package open and slipped it on him.
"Top or bottom?"
Momentarily confused, he just stared for a moment then sputtered, "Bottom." His need had reached such a pitch he couldn’t think, couldn’t catch his breath.
He watched as Bettina straddled his hips and engulfed him. All of him. Ty groaned loudly as his cock touched her womb and she squeezed him. Already he wanted to come. His eyes rolled back in his head as she began moving her hips in long, easy strokes. He sank back on the pillow and his head thrashed from side to side as he moaned Bettina’s name, deep and low in his throat. Neck arched, his hips matched hers thrust for thrust. She leaned over, her head in the crook of his neck.
Skin to skin now, she felt rich and smooth as twenty-year-old scotch. He could feel the slick sheen of sweat coating their skin as his hands continued kneading her ass, begging for more. For all of her. Ty was completely overwhelmed by the orgasm gathering force in him. He clutched her lush hips and bucked against her, losing control as her teeth sank into his neck.
"Hurry B’tina," Ty begged at the top of his lungs. Her pace increased as she tried to keep up. But suddenly it was too late. No, damnit! Not
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