Fling by Jana Aston

Author:Jana Aston [Aston, Jana]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

Six

Gabe

I drop my pants and palm myself, eyes on Sandra. She doesn’t pretend not to look. I like that. She’s braver than I expected with her shy glances and blushing cheeks. Her pupils widen and the tip of her tongue darts out to wet her lips as she takes me in. I keep my gaze on her, watching her slow perusal of my cock before her eyes trail up my torso to find mine. She blushes and glances away. I laugh.

“Look all you want. I like it.”

Her eyes fly back to mine, bottom lip between her teeth, and then her breathing increases as I close the gap. Her legs are still crossed demurely at the ankles. I unhook them and wrap my palms around each as I drag her to the edge of the bed.

“Condoms?” I ask. It’s a dick move, because I have a few in my wallet and I’m only asking so I can see her blush. She’ll either confirm my guess that she doesn’t have any on hand, or she’ll open a bedside drawer and I’ll get a look at what she has.

She doesn’t disappoint, color flooding her cheeks as she gives me a tiny shake of her head.

“I don’t have any,” she says, glancing at my erection with a look of regret. “There’s a CVS about a mile away,” she says softly. “Really close,” she adds with a hint of doubt in her voice, as if there’s a chance in hell that I’d choose to go home instead of fucking her. This girl.

“I have some in my wallet,” I tell her, and she smiles, relieved. With her rear pulled to the edge of the bed, I bend her knees and spread her legs wide before stepping between them. She groans and arches her back, her fists clutching the bedspread on each side of her hips. I take my time looking at her: her flushed face, her tits, the tiny curve of her stomach and finally, lower. She’s got a small triangle of hair and it makes my dick throb. It’s not much, not terribly more than a landing strip and a shade darker than her blonde hair, but I can’t stop looking at it. I move my hand to the top of it and trace around the triangle with the tip of my finger, knowing it’s going to drive me crazy knowing that this is what she’s hiding beneath her demure clothing at work; the memory of it will be imprinted on my brain every time I see her in the office.

Her fists clench the bedspread again and she makes a tiny indiscernible noise in the back of her throat, then turns her head to the side. There’s my shy girl again.

I toss my glasses on her nightstand and bend to suck a nipple between my lips, my cock resting on the soft skin of her stomach as I do. I lap my tongue along the underside of her breast, then bite her nipple and she groans, the sound music to my ears.

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