When he broke away from the kiss to pull her shirt over her head, his lips moved down to her jaw, and then her neck, his hands briefly detouring to cup her breasts once more. Josie tilted her head to the side, leaning up almost onto her toes to give him the best access to the sensitive spots along her throat while she worked her hands up underneath his clothes, exploring his back and his chest. She could feel the flex and compress of his muscles, the sparse hair of his chest soft against her skin.
Impatiently, she pulled away from him, tugging his shirt up. She needed to feel the contact of skin on skin. Tobias chuckled at her ineffectual efforts and took a step back, pulling his shirt over his head and crushing her to him once more. Josie felt his hands at the waistband of her jeans, and then felt them sliding down over her hips, falling to the floor in a heap. She loved the way Tobias’ chest felt pressed against her breasts, the heat and strength of him, tightly wound up.
She reached up and began to slowly massage his shoulders, appreciating the bulk of him. Tobias moaned against her skin, pulling away from his attentions to her neck to lower his head to her breasts. He claimed one nipple and then the other, sucking and licking. Josie cried out in pleasure, arching up into him, her hands tightening on his shoulders involuntarily. His hand snaked down from her waist to cup her pussy through the thin, lacy fabric of her panties, gently stroking her.
Josie felt the lust pulsing in her veins, the pleasure ringing through her body from Tobias’ hands and mouth. She slipped her hand between their bodies and felt the bulge of his hard cock, giving it a careful squeeze. Tobias moaned out loud, shuddering against her. “I have to have you,” he said roughly, pulling her panties down and away from her body in a quick movement. His hand moved back to her pussy and he quickly thrust a finger inside of her, his thumb finding her clit and teasing it slowly. Josie swayed, her legs like jelly, her mind a fog with all the sensations.
“Oh, oh-ah-Tobias,” she whimpered as he moved his thick finger in and out of her, probing deeper and deeper. She was panting, soaking wet under the onslaught of his touches. She pushed him away abruptly, answering his concerned look with a dreamy smile as she attacked the waist of his jeans with her hands.
Tugging them down over his hips along with his boxers, she feasted her eyes on the thick, hard cock that sprang up between them. “You’re huge,” she gasped. She had not ever thought that he could possibly be small-he had none of the personality traits of a man overcompensating for something-but she hadn’t reckoned on him being so big. She glanced up at his face and caught the pleased gleam in his eyes.
Josie licked her lips, overcoming her sense of intimidation-must everything about him be intimidating, she thought, half-amused. She knelt down quickly, not giving herself the time to really consider what she wanted to do in light of new information. Glancing up at Tobias’ intrigued, anticipatory face, she took him in hand, bringing her lips to the swollen head of his cock. A bead of pre-cum had formed there and she lapped at it, tasting his sharp saltiness.
“Ah, fuck, Josie,” Tobias said, his voice lowering into a moan as he sank down onto the couch. Josie followed his movements, taking him into her mouth slowly. She ran her tongue up and down the length of him, enjoying the velvety feel of his skin, the taste and heat. She quickly figured out that she would not be able to take all of him in her mouth-he was simply too big. But she wrapped her hand around the base of his erection and slowly rubbed him up and down as she sucked and licked his cock, swiping her tongue along the sensitive head with every upward movement.
Tobias reached out and began playing with her breasts, and Josie moved around so that she could manage to tease him with her mouth and still give him access to her. She moaned into his flesh as he rolled her nipples between his fingers, sending little shocks of electric pleasure throughout her body.
He tasted so good, she thought, taking in as much of him as she possibly could. She could feel the tension in his thighs as he fought down the instinct to thrust up into her mouth; glancing up, she saw his head tilted back to his shoulders, his eyes closed and his bottom lip caught between his teeth. It gave her a sense of power, the obvious pleasure he was feeling.
Just as her jaw was beginning to get sore, Tobias reached out and pulled her up, bringing her face close to his and kissing her deeply. He lifted her up onto his lap and Josie straddled him, holding herself up over his hard cock, letting her hands roam all over his body. His hands fell to her hips and he pressed down, moving their bodies as close as possible.
One hand moved away from the crest of her hip and she felt his erection sliding between the folds of her pussy, teasing her. “I want you,” Tobias murmured, pushing down on her hip with his other hand as he guided himself against her slit. Josie cried out as he penetrated her, the size of him momentarily robbing her of speech-leaving her breathless with the sensation of being filled. He bucked his hips, driving himself up deep inside of her.
Josie rested her forehead against his broad shoulder and rocked her hips slowly, getting used to the feeling of his hot, hard cock. She heard herself panting harshly, felt her muscles yielding to his cock as he moved in counterpoint. His hands left her hips and cupped her breasts again, and she leaned back, letting him bring each breast in turn to his mouth.
He sucked and lapped at her nipples, caressing the incredibly sensitive underside of her breasts as he thrust up into her slowly, taking his time. Josie heard the moans leaving her throat as if they weren’t her voice at all; she tried to focus, but Tobias’ touch made it impossible for her to form coherent thoughts. She began moving more quickly, riding Tobias’ hard cock, hearing the needy little moans that left her lips. Tobias pulled her in for a deep kiss, spreading his legs slightly to give him the ability to thrust even more deeply into her.
In a matter of moment, Josie could feel her arousal building towards climax, could feel the way her muscles flexed and released Tobias with every thrust becoming more erratic. Tobias’ hand slipped between their bodies and Josie cried out as he pressed his thumb up against her clit, rubbing it firmly as he speared her over and over again.
He buried his face against her breasts, kissing her everywhere her skin came close enough, controlling the pace of her movements with one strong hand on her waist. “Oh, Tobias,” she murmured, throwing her head back and gripping his shoulders as she rode him. She could feel little thrills of pleasure running along the nerves in her legs, her thighs twitching from the unexpected pleasure.
Finally, after an agony of the arousal building up in her body, she cried out, clamping down on Tobias with her hands and the muscles in her pussy, rolling her hips to get the best contact with his fingers against her clit as she came.
Tobias crushed her body against his and pressed his face against her neck, moaning out loud as he followed her into orgasm. She felt the warmth spread through her as he shot load after load, his whole body shuddering, his arms locked around her as he held on as if for life itself.
Suddenly he relaxed, breathing heavily and pulling her down with him to lie lengthwise on the couch. Josie slowly caught her breath, her whole body still shaking from the power of the orgasm. Somehow in their movement, Tobias was still inside of her, his cock twitching with after-shocks of his climax. He found his voice first.
“Next question,” he said in a low drawl, his hands already wandering over her body, thoughtfully exploring her curves. “Can we do that again in like, ten minutes?” Josie laughed out loud.
“Anytime you want.”
Taming Jane
by Monica Austin
Losing cell service was the last straw. Jane had been in the middle of a call with Zoe, that inept monkey that masqueraded as an assistant, trying to get confirmation on her meeting — in what was that podunk town called? Merken? Merton? When the call dropped and NO SERVICE blinked across the screen, Jane growled and flung the Blackberry. It hit the opposite window with a clunk and popped onto the lush, carpeted floor of the sedan.