Out For Justice (14 page)

“I like this.”

“Yeah. Me too.” Mike watched Karen’s eyes focus on his mouth. He knew she wanted him to kiss her. He ran his hands up her back and over her bare shoulders. He cupped each side of her face and tilted her head up further. He stopped moving his feet in time to the music and stood with her body close to his.

She licked her lips in anticipation. Mike swallowed hard past the lump in his throat and brought his head down, capturing her lips beneath his. Her lips were soft. Inviting. They molded to his, matching his seeking, searching kiss. He pressed a little harder and touched her lips with the tip of his tongue. Karen opened her mouth to let his searching tongue enter. He deepened the kiss, using his thumbs to rub her jaw line as he held her face in his hands. Mike felt and heard Karen sigh into his mouth. He moaned in return, equaling her kiss for kiss as their tongues danced a sweet dance of their own.

Karen moved her arms and wrapped them around his neck. She sought out his hair and ran her fingers through it. Mike marveled at her gentle touch; the way it drew goose bumps down his spine. He shivered in delight. He wanted her to feel as much as he was. He moved his hands from her neck and smoothed them down over her shoulders. Drawing her closer, he placed his hands lower onto her back and seductively traced lazy circles along her lower spine. Mike knew he hit the right spot when he felt her tremble in his arms.

 Lips touching lips, Mike pulled back a little to breathe Karen’s name. She nodded wordlessly and pressed her lips more firmly to his, holding him closer.

Mike slid his hands further down and rested them on the firmness of Karen’s behind. She pushed herself into his hands, until his hands were filled with her roundness. Mike kneaded her flesh beneath her dress. He grew more urgent to touch her skin. He worked his way back up to her shoulders and felt for a zipper. He found one at the base of her neck. He grasped the zipper and tugged it slowly down her back. Inch by inch, her body opened up to him. He touched her eagerly, needing the contact. She didn’t resist. Karen’s hands wandered as well, to the top of his pants where his shirt was tucked. She tugged at it, almost with the same urgency Mike showed, and sighed in appreciation when her hands touched his bare skin. Mike felt the palm of her hand rub his lower torso, her fingers skimming his taut belly. He needed her touch. With shaking fingers, he helped guide her hand to the buttons on his shirt. She got the message and opened his shirt in a matter of seconds. She smoothed back the fabric and ran her hands over his chest. Mike’s lips pressed into the side of Karen’s face. He kissed her along her neck, reveling in the shivers he induced in her body.

Karen kissed him back as well. She traced a path from his mouth to his chest with her warm, soft lips. Mike’s body ached for her touch. His skin tingled with each kiss. He held tight on his control. He could stop any minute if Karen didn’t want to go any further. But he was losing the battle over his control on his rule. He searched his mind for a good reason to keep it, but nothing came to mind. With Karen, the rules didn’t matter.

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Karen let her tongue dart out and lick at one of Mike’s hard nipples. It tightened to a taut point in response. She smoothed one hand over the firm hardness of Mike’s upper body. She let her fingers play among the blonde hairs of his chest and followed their path down his stomach until his pants blocked her progress. She moaned in frustration then in pleasure as Mike’s hands found her bare back and touched her intimately along her ribcage before he let one hand cup her bare breast. Her nipple puckered and pushed at the fabric of her dress. Karen arched her back to give Mike’s hand more room inside her dress. His touch gentle but firm. He captured Karen’s nipple between his thumb and forefinger, rolling it between them, urging her to respond. Karen opened her mouth wider to Mike’s kiss. She wanted to taste him, all of him. She gingerly bit at his lower lip and sucked it between her teeth. He groaned her name. Her restless hands covered his body, seeking, touching. She could feel his hardness pressing into her belly. Her hands sought out his hardness, touching him through his pants. Karen felt him jump and quiver in response.

“Karen, you’re a very sexy woman and you’re driving me crazy with desire.” Mike moaned into her hair, his hands on the front of her dress, cupping her breasts through the light fabric.

“Mike.” Karen kissed his chest. “Mike.” She kissed him again. “Please make love to me.” Karen lifted her chin to meet Mike’s mouth with her own. She urged him to respond with her hands and lips.

With no way to speak, Mike nodded as he started walking toward the patio door. He lifted Karen into his arms and held her close. Karen wrapped her arms around Mike’s neck and cuddled close, feeling safe and protected in his arms. She placed tiny kisses along his jaw line, marveling at how smooth his cheek felt.

Through the patio door, Karen helped him close and lock it before Mike shifted her back into the circle of his arms and carried her down the hall to his bedroom. The door was open. The room in darkness. Mike dropped his head to give her a kiss as he leaned down and placed her gently on his bed. Karen lay back with her arms tossed above her head. While kicking off his shoes, Mike removed his open shirt.

“Don’t move,” Mike said.

Karen shook her head from side to side, and stretched like a languid cat. Her dress rode up on her thighs until it barely covered her at all. She knew Mike was looking at her and it made her feel as sexy as he said she was. No one had called her sexy and looked at her they way he did. Her past sexual adventures were nothing but a hazy memory. Nothing compared to the way Mike looked at her, or touched her.

She watched him as he unbuckled his belt and removed his pants. Karen’s eyes widened when she saw his penis stretching out to her as if trying to reach her. She lifted one hand to run a finger delicately along its side to the tip. It jumped at her touch. She smiled knowing that she made Mike respond in such a way.

Karen leaned into Mike’s body as he lay down beside her, his weight shifting the support of the bed. She touched the side of his face and placed her hand against his cheek. He moved his head slightly to the right to place a kiss inside her palm. She closed her hand around his kiss to hold it tight.

 Mike tugged gently on the shoulders of her dress to work the material down her arms. First one arm, then the other was removed from the confines of her dress. As each breast came into view, Mike covered it with kisses. He licked and sucked at her nipples, causing her to shiver as they hardened beneath his lips and tongue. With a few more tugs, Mike managed to work Karen’s dress down to her hips and then down her legs. As each leg was disentangled from the dress, he kissed her knees and stroked her thighs. His hands were warm; his fingers long and firm.

With only her panties left, Karen held her arms out so that Mike could move into them. She wrapped her arms about his shoulders and neck, raining light kisses along his neckline until her lips reached his mouth. Her lips captured his and she drank deep of his kiss. She wrapped her legs around his until they were entwined. She wanted to touch as much of his body as she could. She pushed her breasts into Mike’s chest; she could feel the velvet hardness of his penis pressing into her leg.

Karen wasn’t sure how much longer she could take it.
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lessons be damn. She always was a quick learner. “Mike, please. I want you to make love to me.”

Mike lifted his head and searched her face. She stared back at him, pleading with her eyes.

“I will, Karen. I will.”

Mike lifted himself off her body and knelt over her. He trailed one hand along the side of her face and down her neck until he reached one of her breasts. He kneaded the flesh carefully, rolling her nipple between his fingers. His touch drove Karen wild. She could feel her breast swell within his hands.

“I like it when you touch me like that,” Karen breathed.

“Like this?” Mike touched her other breast and gave it the same treatment.

“Mmmm, like that.”

Mike let his hands slide down her body and rest on her hips. “What else do you like?”

Karen squeezed her thighs together as she felt the tension build between her legs. “I’ll show you.” She placed her hands on top of Mike’s and guided them between her legs.

“Why don’t I get rid of these,” Mike said as he pulled down her panties and let them drift to the floor. Mike positioned himself between Karen’s legs and looked up at her with a sparkle in his eye.

Karen lifted her head to grin at Mike. She laid her head back against the bed and waited for his next touch. She felt his lips along the inside of her thigh as his hands moved upward to spread her legs tenderly open. She quivered in anticipation as his lips moved higher and higher up her thigh until she could feel his breath stirring the hairs on her mound. Warm and soft, his breath parted the way for his tongue. She felt it tentatively reach out and touch her, then return with more fervor. Karen grinned with pleasure in the dark. She didn’t have to show Mike where to place his tongue as he was hitting all the right spots. She tried desperately to hang onto her sanity. She sought for anything to keep her from coming just yet. It wasn’t time. She needed more time to enjoy what Mike was doing to her. Karen spread her legs farther apart to give Mike better access. She moaned in appreciation. “God, Mike, you do that so good.” A tightness started to build deep within Karen’s center. She tensed in response; her thighs squeezing together. Focusing on the swirl and swipe of Mike’s tongue, Karen teetered on the edge. She dragged herself back as Mike lifted his head. Panting, she looked down at his smiling face and gasped, “Don’t stop, God, don’t stop!”

Grabbing fistfuls of the bedding in each hand, Karen tilted her hips up and arched her back. Mike placed a hand on each hip and held her in place. Beads of sweat streaked down Karen’s face, wetting the tips of her hair that crossed her forehead. She brushed the hair away from her face in an irritated gesture. Pressure built up until she felt like she was going to explode.

Mike continued his relentless torture with his lips and tongue. Karen could no longer hold back. She strained against Mike as she pressed upward. The bedding pulled away from the corner of the bed as she held on. Mike’s tongue drew smaller and tighter circles, focusing on Karen’s pleasure points. It was more than she could take. She crossed the threshold and gave in to her bliss. With fingernails dragging across the bedding, she melted into a puddle. Her heart pounded. Her breath escaped her lips in gasps and pants. She floated on a cloud of satisfaction as spasm after spasm shook her body. A smile plastered itself on her mouth. Her eyes closed.

Mike pulled himself up the bed and pushed back the strands of her hair from her forehead. He kissed the tip of her nose, then planted another one on her smiling lips.

“God, you’re good,” Karen whispered in a hoarse voice.

“I aim to please.”

“You pleased. Man, did you please.” Karen lifted a weary hand and flexed her fingers. They tingled as blood began to flow back to the tips. She placed her hand on Mike’s chest and tangled her fingers in his curling chest hair. “What do you do for an encore?”

“You just wait.” Mike pressed his lips against hers and kissed her passionately. She opened her mouth and let his tongue enter. The intimacy of her taste on his tongue overwhelmed Karen. She wanted Mike like she’d never wanted a man to fill her before. She needed to feel Mike inside of her, deep inside of her. It had been way too long since she’d been made love to and she couldn’t wait much longer.

Karen pulled at Mike’s shoulders. “I want you inside of me, Mike.” She opened her eyes and stared into his. He searched her face carefully. “Now,” she said.

Mike shifted his body so that he was on top of Karen’s. She ran her hands up and down his back as his muscles contracted beneath her fingers. Letting her legs lay open, she could feel the hardness of Mike’s penis as it searched for her opening.

Pausing, Mike looked down at Karen with an unspoken question in his eyes. As if reading his mind, Karen answered, “I’m on the pill.”

Mike pushed forward with his hips. His penis pressed into her wetness. Mike shifted his hips and thrust effortlessly until he filled Karen completely. She lifted a hand and placed it alongside Mike’s face. She stroked his cheek. Mike moved gently at first, back and forth as he plunged into Karen’s body. He sought out her breasts and carefully kneaded their soft flesh.

Lifting her hips, Karen met each of Mike’s thrusts. She drew up her legs and wrapped them around his waist. As he plunged, she pressed with her legs so that he would go deeper. She kissed a wet trail along his shoulder blade and up his neck. He tasted salty. Unable to keep her hands still, she stroked his back and found his buttocks. She squeezed their firm flesh and felt Mike stiffen. She could tell by his response that he enjoyed her touch.

With each thrust, Karen felt a familiar tightness growing from deep within. The ache of her yearning forced her to lose focus and concentration. She could no longer think properly. All that mattered was Mike’s body above hers; moving in and out of hers and the mounting desire that built up and threatened to spill over. Karen continued to match Mike thrust for thrust as their breath mingled. She kissed his lips and clung to his shoulders. Their bodies moved faster; Mike’s thrusts grew harder. Karen cried out as a new trembling spasm shook her body. With another thrust, Mike’s body went rigid. He shuddered. She smoothed her hands over the tautness of his muscles and held him tight. Mike buried his face into Karen’s neck. 

They held each other tight until the spasms no longer shook their bodies.

Mike moved first. “I must be crushing you.” He made an attempt to roll away, but Karen wrapped her legs around his and held him close.

Karen shook her head. “I like having you here in my arms.”

“I couldn’t pick a better place to be at the moment.” Mike propped his head up on one hand and leaned over to kiss Karen on the nose.

“That was pretty spectacular.”

“Yeah, it was, wasn’t it?” Mike puffed out his chest.