The Job Offer

chapter 10


Ben looked down at Anne with his eyes dark with desire. She pulled his head back down to continue the kiss, blowing his mind when her tongue entered his mouth and took control. His senses began reeling. If she kept up with this much longer, he would not be able to stop. He needed to be sure that this was what she wanted, so he pulled his mouth away and looked down at her.

"Are you sure?"

"Yes, Ben. I want you."

He took possession of her mouth once again and soon lost his ability to do anything but feel the woman in his arms and taste her sweet mouth. As he lips moved over hers and he stroked her tongue with his, his hands skimmed down her back and over the wet bikini bottoms. She was wearing a string bikini today and he moved his hands to her hips and pulled at the strings that held the bottom together. She moaned when she felt the wet bikini bottom drop to the floor. Then he moved his hands back over her naked cheeks and lifted her against his arousal. She broke the kiss and pulled in a ragged breath. Taking advantage of his freed lips, he moved his mouth to her neck and lifted her so that she wrapped her legs around his waist. She rubbed herself against his arousal, and he moaned at the motion.

Holding her open against him, he carried her into his bedroom and sat down on the bed so that she straddled him. Then he pulled her tee shirt off with her help. Once she just had her bikini top on, he pulled the lower ties while she untied the straps at her neck. She pulled the top away revealing her full breasts to his hungry gaze, and his mouth watered in anticipation. Her nipples were already puckered waiting for his kiss. He ran his hands up her back and held her while his mouth found a breast. Her loud moan of pleasure spiked his desire, and he took it into his mouth and sucked on her nipple, the feel of it hard against his tongue. She began to mew in pleasure and push herself against his arousal. But as nice as this was, this was not how he wanted to pleasure her to her first orgasm.

"Ben," she panted his name begging for him to give her release.

He pulled his mouth from her breast and reached up and put his lips on her neck where her pulse beat wildly. Then he gently rolled her over until she was on her back with the textured bedcover under her and his full weight on her, his arousal pushed against her opening. He moved his mouth to hers and plunged his tongue inside. She sucked on his tongue nearly driving him to his own climax at the pleasure. Then he released her mouth and looked down at her as he propped himself on his elbows.

They were both panting hard, and her eyes were glazed in desire. He could take her in a wild joining, now, but he wanted to stretch out their lovemaking and pleasure her again. He wanted to savor her and taste her desire for him. He wanted her to climax in his arms like she did the night before then climax again harder while he was deep inside of her. This was their first time, and he wanted it to be perfect for both of them.

He dipped his head down and kissed her tenderly then he slowly stood up watching her, looking at her body spread out before him wantonly. Her hands were up by her head pushing her breasts up for him to take back in his mouth. Her legs were spread wide and he could see her opening through her dark, rosy folds. She glistened with wetness, ready for him.

Not able to resist, he reached his hand out and stroked his fingers through the moisture slipping his finger into her warm opening and feeling the silk of her womanhood. She gasped then moaned, her eyes closed as she enjoyed his touch. He moved his finger around inside of her then slid it up to her nub, rubbing it gently. Then he removed his hand entirely and began to unbutton his shirt, not taking his eyes from hers once she opened her own to watch him through half closed eyelids.

He tossed his wet shirt on the floor and slipped his loafers off of his feet. Then his hands moved to his belt, undoing it while Anne watched his every movement hungrily. His erection pushed painfully at the front of his pants demanding release. Once he had his zipper down, he pulled his pants and jockey shorts off in one movement. When he was as naked as Anne, he stepped between her legs and pulled her toward him, covers and all, so that her legs were laying half off of the edge of the bed. Then he leaned over her.

He put his hands on each side of her torso and put his mouth on her breast, licking the hard nub of her nipple until she let out the breath she held and gasped for a new one. Her hands moved up his arms to his shoulders and into his hair. He took her into his mouth and suckled her until she began to cry out his name in pleasure. Then he went to her other breast and repeated the suckling until she was begging him to take her. He smiled because she responded so beautifully to his touch.

Slowly he kissed his way down her belly to her navel where he dipped his tongue inside causing her muscles to quiver. He felt her body become tense as he pulled his tongue back and kissed his way through her curls. Then he knelt before her and pulled her down further on the bed until her bottom was at the edge of the mattress. He put one hand under her to lift her and force her legs open as wide as they would go. He could smell the musky scent of her arousal. She was so wet now that she was sleek with her moisture. With his other hand, he held her down and lowered his head to her opening to feast on her offering.

She bucked and mewed softly when she felt his tongue move over her lapping up her moisture. Her folds were swollen, begging for a kiss, and he complied. His tongue dipped inside of her opening then slid up to her nub, and she began to moan his name and pant with the movement. He slid his tongue back down again into her and heard her breath catch in her chest. She was tense, wanting him to drive her to her climax.

He moved his tongue back to her nub and sucked on it while he moved his hand from her belly so that he could stroke into her with his fingers. She cried out again and pushed into him wanting more. Then he pleasured her until she exploded in a climax that stretched on while he continued to stoke her sensitive flesh. Finally, her limbs became relaxed in the aftermath of her release. He moved back up to kiss her thrusting his tongue in her mouth until she was grabbing for him again. Then he stood up and looked at her face, so beautiful with eyes dark with desire, and her lips swollen from his kiss.

He left her side for a moment to retrieve a condom from the box on the table. He hated to wear the things, they blocked some sensation, but they prevented pregnancies and disease so they were a necessity. Briefly, he wondered what Anne would feel like without the condom in the way. For the first time ever, he considered not using one and enjoying her skin on skin. He dismissed the thought and opened the foil packet before smoothing the condom over his erection. She had moved back further on the bed until her head rested on a pillow and she was under the covers. Climbing into bed next to her, he reached over and kissed her softly until she turned and gathered him close. Her fingers slide through his chest hair and found his nipple with one hand, and he moaned at the pressure when she rolled it between her fingers. He needed to be inside of her.

Rolling her onto her back, he tested her readiness for him by finding her opening with his finger. She was wet, and he played with her nub and opening until she began to buck from the torture and grab his arms trying to pull him onto her. He could not wait any longer. He moved himself quickly between her legs and thrust powerfully inside of her until she had taken him in as far as he could go. She wrapped her legs around him to hold him, and he began to slide in and out until she cried out. He could feel another of her orgasms coming and he pushed deeper inside of her with faster thrusts. Then she climaxed around him, her muscles gripping him in spasms that triggered his own release. He jerked with each pump, her body drawing every drop of his seed from him.

Finally, he collapsed on top of her and she wrapped him in her arms holding him tenderly to her body. He rested his head against her neck and waited for the brief feeling of dissatisfaction he would get after being with someone, like something was missing. It never came. All he felt was an all consuming peace. Her hands stroked lightly over his back, and he lifted his head and looked down at her. She had a soft smile on her face that pulled at his heart. He kissed her tenderly then rolled onto his back, removed the used condom, and pulled her warm body next to his.

"What do you say about ordering room service," he said when he was able to speak again a few minutes later. Her body shook against his as she laughed, and he smiled at the feel of her breasts moving against his chest as she laughed. He looked into her blue eyes, bright with laughter.

"If I thought we could get away with that, I would say 'yes', but, unfortunately, I don't think out families will excuse us." They laid in silence for several minutes, and he rubbed her back lazily. She brushed her hand across his chest then kissed his shoulder before settling back down against him.

"Will you spend the night with me, Anne? I'm not finished with you, yet. Not by a long shot."

"Yes, Ben." She kissed his mouth. "I'll stay with you."

"That's good, because I want you again. I want you now."

"Now?"

"Now." He pulled her hand down to his groin until she wrapped her fingers around his hardening erection. Anne squeezed her hand over him then brushed her thumb over the head smearing the drop of liquid that seeped out at her touch. As she slid her fingers over him, he closed his eyes and drank in the sensation. She applied just the right amount of pressure while she teased him until he became so thick that her fingers could no longer circle him.

Not being able to withstand more of her ministrations, he rolled her over quickly, spread her legs wide, and pushed himself into her again. The feel of her was better than before. She was warm, wet, and he moved in her smoothly. His nerve ending were more alive, and he relished the sensations of her sheathing him inside of her silky channel while he felt her breasts move against his chest as he moved. He rode her harder lost in the feel of her body until she exploded another time around him. Then with a final thrust he came inside of her while her core held him tight, her inner muscles milking him.

It was not until much later, after waking from a light nap, that he realized his mistake. Anne dozed next to him, snuggled against his side. Her soft breath blew across his chest, and her hand rested on his stomach. He ran a hand through the dry curly hair at her head. He forgot to grab a new condom before making love with Anne a second time, and, oddly, he did not feel panic.