Once Clay returns from our bedroom, changed and ready, I let her go and follow him to the door.
“Be safe. Let me know when you’re on your way back." I kiss him before he disappears out the door. Now, time to offer some distractions.
"Wow. That was hot." Jo covers her mouth in surprise. “Sorry."
“Sorry? For what?” I arch a brow at her, just to see her blush. “I'm glad you like us kissing because we plan to show you a lot more than that."
“Oh, you do?”
“Yes. Oh. Lots of oh's." I grin. “Now what should we do? How can I distract you?” I lick my lips because I’d love to taste her again.
“You're already distracting me just by standing there looking all hot and manly."
15
Grant
When did I become such a gentleman? Well, kind of. That’s about to change.
Game time is over. The laughter and flirting have only made my dick harder. I want her.
Clay texted that he's on his way home, and I know he wants her. With her heated gaze, I think she's ready too—only one way to find out.
Pushing the cards aside, I drag her body over to mine.
“What are you doing?" she gasps in surprise.
“I want you. Inside as deep as I can go. I want your tight cunt to suck me in and never let go. Any objections?”
“That sounds... oh... um?”
“A simple yes will do. But if you aren't ready for sex yet, tell me. I can be a patient man.”
“I want you. I want to try, but I'm a little nervous. I really haven't thought about it in a long time.”
“It's okay. We can take things slow, and if you change your mind or don't like something, please tell me.”
“I think we should get ready to drive Clay wild. He wants you, and I want to give my husband what he wants.”
Jo melts further into me, and I seize the opportunity to take her lips. My new mission is to keep both of her lips red, swollen, and wanting.
My hands travel along her body. Teasing and needing as they explore all her curves, I slip her shirt over her head, her red hair cascading onto the floor.
“You're beautiful, Jo. So soft and luscious in all the right places. Feel what you're doing to me.” I rock my hips against her thigh. Letting her feel my hardening cock.
I trail kisses down her neck, her breasts, and her stomach. Licking and tasting every inch I can reach. Her hands are roaming under my shirt. Eager and just as curious.
“Grant,” she pants, “I need...”
“Shhh. I know. Let me take care of you. I want to hear you scream my name.”
And she doesn't disappoint as I work my hand under her sweatpants to circle and add pressure to her clit. My body covering hers, pinning her in place while I continue to kiss her.
“Ah! Grant!” She comes, creaming on my fingers.
I remove my hand and suck my fingers clean. “Delicious.”
“Wow. I really could get used to this.” Jo giggles.