Jermy, Marie - Together Forever [The Andersons 1] (Siren Publishing Classic) (4 page)

He gently cupped her face. “What’s wrong?”

“They’re too small.”

Ross surveyed the dainty pair of creamy-white breasts and dusky-rose-pointed nipples. Yes, they were small, but they were lovely, and in his opinion the most beautiful breasts he’d ever seen. “They’re perfect,” he told her. “And so much better in the flesh.
”

She raised an eyebrow. “What do you mean? You’ve dreamt about my tits?”

“Oh, yeah.”

He placed his hands over the dainty mounds and gently massaged them. Her already erect nipples pressed farther into his palms, and he rolled each of the tight buds between his thumb and forefinger, making them pucker more. She arched her back, and he took the opportunity to draw one nipple into his mouth, his tongue teasing with light licks and flicks.

She moaned and arched further. Quick learner that he was, he became firmer with his ministrations, squeezing the soft flesh and sucking on the tight bud. Soon, she was jiggling around on the cushion that was still in his lap, moaning blissfully when he buried his head in her cleavage, his stubble rasping against her satiny-soft skin.

He
’
d once been slightly put off to discover that Jessica never used deodorant and liked wearing perfume even less. Something about chemicals used, she’d said. Despite knowing there were chemical-free products on the market, he wasn’t about to argue with what she believed in.

And wasn’t what Jessica believed in going to bite him in the ass later?

But anyway, reverse five seconds…With his lips pressed against her velvety skin, his nose detecting a natural, earthy odor from two seriously gorgeous underarms, Ross—when he felt a pearl of pre-cum leak from his cock—decided that there was nothing more of a turn-on than
au naturel.

He circled both hands around to cup her ass. The denim was impossibly stretched. His hands moved around to the front, and he popped the button and lowered the zipper, then attempted to ease the jeans down. Due to her position, however, and the sweet curve of her ass, he barely managed a couple of inches.

He gave her a gentle push backwards.
“
Take your jeans off. And your panties. Although I don
’
t think you
’
re wearing any. I can
’
t detect a VPL.
” She stood and slipped her kitten heels off, shaking her head as she did so. “What?” he asked.

“You. Fancy you knowing about a VPL.” She then stopped and seemed to think for a minute. “Then again, you’re addicted to shopping. Sometimes done at the craziest of times I might add. If you were to stand up now and proclaim to writing articles for women’s magazines advising how to combat everything from cellulite to PMT, I wouldn’t bat an eyelid.”

“Thanks. I think.”

Her jeans were off in ten seconds. Her minuscule thong—Ross had been wrong on that score—followed a nanosecond later. He groaned at the sight of her waxed pussy and the dewy, narrow line of curls that hid her clit. Jessica then removed the cushion from his lap. She traced a finger down the flagpole-sized cock straining against the zipper, concern showing on her face.

“That looks uncomfortable.”

“Never mind about that. Come here.” He took her hand in his and tugged Jessica to straddle his lap again. The second she had, he slid one of his hands between her legs and pushed his middle finger into her pussy. She was so wet and warm, and he groaned again. He boldly added another finger and brushed his thumb over the nub of her clit, and her gasp was one of pure rapture.

Ross never missed a beat as he brushed his thumb over her clit and moved his fingers in and out of her pussy with a rhythm he had perfected over time. Dear God, she was wet. Her juices squelched and slid down his fingers. And her sweet moans. Ross didn’t think he’d ever heard anything sexier in his life. She began rocking against his palm, and he knew she was on the edge of coming.

“
Look at me,
”
he instructed when Jessica lolled her head back.
“
I want to see your face when you come.
” She immediately
stared into his eyes. The amber flecks were glowing. Something broke loose inside of him, and he rammed his fingers in deep. She cried out and, clutching at his shoulders, she came, her pussy clenched tight around his fingers.

He withdrew his hand and she sagged against him, her breasts crushed on his chest, her breathing hot and labored in his ear. He smiled at the feel of her thudding heart against his. He wrapped his arms around her. His fingers were sticky, and the scent of her cum teased him. Lifting his hand, he licked her creamy cum off. Mmm, nice. She’d felt good and now she tasted good, too. He couldn’t wait to taste what his fingers had fucked.

“
Jess, I want you in my bed,
”
Ross said after a short while. He observed the medley of emotions crossing her face, ranging from fervor to hesitancy, before adding, “We are doing the right thing, taking our friendship to the next level.”

“
I know,
” she murmured
.

Jessica went to stand up, but Ross didn’t want her leaving his arms anytime soon. He shifted to the edge of the sofa, crossed her legs behind his back and, holding her tightly against him, got to his feet, not even wobbling, and carried her into his bedroom.

She laughed.
“
My, my, a real-life Superman. Are they blue jeans you’re wearing or tights?
”

His deep chuckle reverberated through her body. After laying Jessica on his bed, Ross, his body ablaze with a lifetime of pent-up hunger, began unbuttoning his shirt.
“
I think I
’
m wearing too many clothes.
”

Jessica moved to the edge of the mattress. “
You can say that again,
”
she agreed, freeing his shirt from the waistband of his jeans.

“
I think I
’
m wearing too many clothes.
”
He laughed at her scowl, then hissed and jumped backwards when she yanked the zipper down.
“
Whoa, go easy! Or don
’
t you want to find out that my cock is as good as my fingers at bringing you off?
”

“
Big head.
”

“
Yeah, it is, isn
’
t it?
”
Ross agreed, acting with over-the-top modesty as he looked downwards. His cock, long and thick, jutted proudly from his boxers, primed for pleasure.

This time, Jessica laughed and pulled him back toward her. She helped him remove his clothing until he stood naked in front of her. A sigh dropped from her lips as she ran a finger through his chest hair. “What’s that sigh for?” he asked, wanting to know.

“Your chest hair does taper down to your stomach.”

“Oh.” He didn’t know what else to say. Another sigh sounded when she fixed her attention on his cock. He drew in a deep breath, knowing exactly what she wanted to do. He wanted it too, but he wanted to fuck her with his mouth more. She seemed to have the same idea because Jessica then rested on her elbows back across the sheets. A wicked glint lit up in her eyes.

“
Tell me, Ross, is your tongue as good as your fingers?
”

He returned her wicked glint with a wicked grin.
“You read my mind.
Open your legs and you
’
ll find out.
”
She readily obliged, spreading her legs wide, and he kneeled on the floor. He stole a couple of moments to sample her belly button and the soft pelvic dips. Then, using his thumbs, he gently parted her slick pussy lips and flicked the tip of his tongue over her clit.
“
How am I doing?
”

“
Don
’
t you dare stop!
”

He chuckled.
“
Lay back and enjoy.
”

Again, Jessica obliged. He swept his tongue across her clit in dozens and dozens of caresses. Her sweet taste filled his mouth and her sweet moans filled his ears. When her sweet moans intensified, signaling she was close to the edge, he hooked her legs over his shoulders and switched from licking to sucking her clit. Her hands fisted the sheets and, bowing her hips up off the bed, she again cried out as she came.

Her creamy cum flowed over his tongue, and Ross didn’t want to stop, but the thought of her fucking his cock with her mouth won over. He shrugged Jessica’s legs from his shoulders and sat cross-legged on the floor.
“
Mmm, tasty.
”

“
Get yourself and your cock on this bed now. It
’
s my turn to play.
”

“
Say please.
”

She bolted upright and pinched one of his nipples hard, making him yelp.
“
It
’
s not a good idea to make me angry.
”

“
Why, do you turn green?” She went to pinch his other nipple. “All right, all right!
”
he cried, swiftly lying down beside her.
“
Play away. But please, be gentle with me.
”

“
I
’
ll think about it.
”

Oh shit, he was in trouble, Ross thought as Jessica straddled him. Both hands braced for support,
she gave him a quick kiss on the mouth, then inch by inch, nipped, licked, sucked, and kissed all the way down his body to his feet, deliberately bypassing his cock.

“
Tease,
”
Ross accused as Jessica again bypassed his cock on her upward journey.

“
Start moaning and I
’
ll stop teasing.
”

She rolled her eyes when he thrashed his head from side to side and moaned,
“
Yes! Yes! Yes!
”
aloud.
He grinned. “
How
’
s that?
”

“
Very funny.
”

“
Believe me, Jess, you wrap that beautiful mouth of yours around my cock and the little green men on Mars will hear my moans.
”

“
Do you believe in Santa Claus and the tooth fairy, too?
”