She didn’t seem to hear him as her eyes ran over his muscular body.
Moving towards the table, Jake ensured MacKenzie’s lax hand brushed against his jutting cock. He sat down before he spoke to her. “Take off your clothes and come eat with me,” he said, his words sounding like an order.
He loved Noelle and he was happy she was in their lives. However, these opportunities, when it was just the two of them, were rare. Making love to his wife in broad daylight without concern of interruption was even more infrequent. Therefore, he intended to use the time to its full advantage.
Fork in hand, Jake began to eat as he watched her undress. There was no getting away from it; she looked like seduction itself as she dropped one garment after another. Finally naked, he looked down at his lap and then back at MacKenzie with a suggestive expression.
Barefooted, she strolled over and straddled him. But she did it so slowly, Jake had time to take in the beauty of his wife. He was so hard he could feel the pulse that ran through his shaft. When she finally came to rest on his lap, his nostrils flared as the smell of her arousal assailed his senses.
Food was no longer a priority. All his attention focused on his wife as she braced her palms against his chest and leaned forward. The meeting of their lips and the play of their tongues was something he would never tire of. Jake groaned as he allowed her to take the lead.
When she pulled away, he opened his eyes, to see MacKenzie holding a piece of fruit. Expecting her to feed it to him, Jake smiled when she dropped it and it landed in his lap.
“I’m so clumsy, I’ll just have to get that.”
Sliding back on his thighs, she ignored the bite-sized piece of fruit. Instead, she took him into her mouth. The touch of her tongue against the smoothness of his cock caused Jake to push forward.
“How much can you take, MacKenzie?” A heartbeat later he found out. “Take more, I know you can take more.”
Jake suddenly wished he’d kept quiet because she released him with a pop; gathered up the piece of fruit into her mouth and sat up.
“I love pineapple,” MacKenzie said after she’d finished chewing. “Do you like pineapple, Jake?”
“Umm, yeah, I guess so,” he replied, still distracted by the abrupt end to their foreplay.
“Well, seeing as you’re not that sure, how about we test it out and then you can give me a more definitive answer.”
Jake watched her every move as she took another piece of pineapple between her fingers and moved it towards her lips. Halfway there she changed direction and rubbed it around her nipples. When she finally popped the morsel into her mouth, he was already licking and sucking the juices from her breasts.
Busy with her breasts, his hands weren’t idle. A hand was between her legs stimulating her with a deft touch. When he inserted a finger inside her, he moved and gathered the sounds of her indrawn breaths into his mouth.
Trailing his tongue across her jaw, Jake whispered into her ear. “Put it in but make sure you do it slowly. I want to watch the way I slide into you. I want to see how you take me inside you.”
“Wow, seems to me that you do like pineapple!”
“Do it MacKenzie!” Jake ordered, all signs of playfulness gone.
The touch of her cool hand surrounding him felt wonderful. The feel of her taking him into her body as he watched produced a hiss of sheer pleasure.
“Take what you want, my lovely MacKenzie. Anything and everything I have is yours.”
“Jake,” she gasped already riding him hard and fast.
Gripping the cheeks of her ass, Jake used his strength to guide their bodies. When she contracted around him, he threw back his head and allowed his release to shoot inside her.
Holding her close, he voiced his thoughts aloud. “I think we just about have enough time to take a shower and then I’ll accidentally drop a piece of your favorite fruit on your lap!”
Chapter 13
Josh was preoccupied when he finally left his father. It was a rare occasion that they crossed words. However, this was his life and he would live it as he pleased. Though given his family, he knew he wasn’t going to have everything his own way.
Standing unobserved, he watched as Lux stood facing the portrait Aviva had presented to his father on her wedding day. Walking towards her on silent feet, Josh sensed when she became aware of his presence. Looking over her shoulder, he too stared at the portrait.
“Where did he come from?”
“Same place as Jake,” he quipped, his answer a safety mechanism to hold his anger at their mother at bay.
“Don’t do that. I know how much you love Jake and your father. I can tell you feel the same way about Jason; so why the anger at my question?”
“It’s a long story and right now you’re the last person I want to share it with.”