Stand and Deliver (12 page)

He couldn’t resist slowly stroking himself as he watched her spread her pussy lips and slide a wet finger over her clit. Pul ing her knees close to her chest she reached behind and repeatedly dipped two fingers deep into her cunt, clearly enjoying the feeling. He moved to the foot of the bed where he could enjoy the view of her sliding her fingers in and out of her cunt.

Unable to hold off any longer, he moved forward and slid deep into her, thrusting in and out of her in ful strokes, each time just leaving her entrance before once more plunging to the hilt.

Then withdrawing completely he got Bess onto her elbows and knees. With a fine view of her ass and cunt he once more plunged deep into her. Careful y angling his cock he massaged her sensitive spot, just inside her pussy, causing her to make little cries of pleasure until her body tensed with a powerful orgasm. Making her happy made him feel like the king of the world.

Bess col apsed on the bed, panting. She rol ed over and looked up at Jack, who knelt above her, stil standing proud. With a wicked smile she reached up, and while one hand gently massaged his bal s the other stroked his cock with long sensuous strokes. It was only a few moments before he too shuddered in a powerful orgasm, his cum leaving sticky trails across her breasts. Before he could regain his balance she pul ed him down to her, holding him close so his sticky juice covered them both.

Laughing, he kissed her deeply. “Have I told you how much I love you this morning?”

“Not in so many words, but a lady does like to hear such things.”

“Wel then, Bess my wife, I love you until the Atlantic waves stop crashing against our new homeland.”

“And I love you too, my husband.” She gave his naked rump a little slap. “Now let’s get untangled, there’s far too much work stil to do before Ma arrives.”

He pul ed her close. “Let’s not. Let’s lie here so I can show you again just how much I love you.”

Bess squeezed him back and looked out the open doors at the horses in the fields, a smal tear of happiness blurring her vision. Jack was right—the work could wait a little while. She and Jack had found such beauty and contentment in their new home in this land of freedom that it was a crime not to enjoy every moment of it.

About the Author

Leda Swann is a senior executive in a large corporate, the mother of four young children, and partner of a wonderful man. She likes scuba diving, swimming, and any other sport that involves getting cold and wet on a regular basis. She is also the author of outrageously sexy romances, keeps fur-lined handcuffs in her bedside drawers, and fights hard to remember to remove the silk ties off her bed head whenever her parents come to visit.

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