hair, your eyes, I just want to kiss you again.”
Sally worried her bottom lip with her teeth. Oh, go for it, she told her inner self in a stern voice. It’s just a kiss after all. What’s the worst that could happen? Moments later she was on his lap. If her life had depended on it, she wouldn’t have been able to say how she got there. Her arms were around him, holding him close to her, and his hands were moving over her slowly, caressing her and driving her crazy.
Her lips met his, as before when she was in the doctors rooms. This time, however, it was faster, hotter, more intense. Her mouth opened to him, welcoming him in. Their tongues tangled, everything else forgotten. When Sally felt his warm hand sliding under her top, heating the skin of her waist and hip her breath caught in her throat. She wanted more! She could feel his hard arousal nudging against her thigh and knew he felt the same. Tony groaned into her mouth, his breathing coming faster.
Sally pulled back, trying to catch her breath, to make some sense of what was happening to her. It wasn’t the first time she’d ever had sex, but it was definitely the first time things had been this hot, this fast. She was so aroused she didn’t want to stop, but she also didn’t want to have any regrets.
“Tony?” Her voice was rough with need. Her eyes were glazed, her pupils huge as she looked at him.
“Ah Sally, I want you. I want you so badly it hurts.” He touched his forehead to hers in a moment of intense tenderness. “I know I’m rushing this. I’m sorry. I understand if you want to stop now, or slow down.”
“No!” she interrupted him.
He grinned wryly. “I knew this would happen when I saw you this morning, peeping at me over your partition. I needed to know you, find out who you are.” He heaved a deep sigh. “I feel like this is all out of my control. But I like it, you know?” Sally nodded. “I want you. I want to be inside you, feel you against me and around me, but I understand if you want to slow down.”
His little speech had convinced her. He was so sincere, so open with her that she knew he would still be there in the morning, and the next day and the day after that. She struggled to right herself, getting to her feet. He pressed his lips together, expecting her to show him to the door. Instead she took his hand and, limping slightly, led him to her bedroom.
“I want to do this properly,” she said feeling suddenly shy and began undressing for him. Tony reached for her and they fell onto the bed together. Helping each other, tearing at each other’s clothes in frantic passion, they undressed. Their bodies were hot and eager. He was hard and she was wet and welcoming and he surged into her, filling her and fulfilling her.
Much, much later, limbs tangled together and both coated with a light sheen of perspiration, Tony linked his fingers through hers. “You know I’m not even close to done with you?”
“Yeah? Give it a couple of weeks.” Her voice was light.
“Weeks? I was thinking years. Maybe years… leading to decades.” Tony spoke casually, but somehow Sally knew he meant it and turned her head slightly so she could see him properly. Her face glowed with happiness and satisfaction. This was the man she’d waited so long for. He was the reason she had kissed all the many, many frogs her mother had sent her way. Tony was the one.
He lazily caressed her breast, making her nipple pucker tightly. “Decades huh? That’s quite a long time.”
“It is.” He spoke quietly. “I reckon that’s about how long it’s going to take us to get to know each other properly. You’re a complicated woman from what I hear Sally.” He sounded smug now.
“What do you mean from what you hear?” She rose up indignantly and frowned at him.
“Just listening to the office gossip. Around the coffee machine. You know how it goes.” Laughing now, he pulled her against his chest and Sally bit his jaw gently. “Come here