Who Needs a Filthyrottendirty Dose of Patient Lee?
From Milkweed & Gossamer- a new adult romance.
When the food was gone, Jaime
showed him the fish pond at the other end of the garden. They sat on a wooden
bench, watching the enormous red and white Koi swim through the shallow water. The
incandescent lights at the bottom of the man-made pond cast a soft glow on the
corner of the garden. “This is my favorite spot in the world,” Jaime said. “I
come in here at night all the time.”
“It’s very romantic,” Josh said
with a soft smile on his lips.
“Romantic? That’s the first time I’ve heard a guy use
that word!”
“What? It is!” he said. “The
lights, the sound of the water, the smell of the roses, the girl next to me . .
. ”
They kissed again. This time Josh
slid his hands under the hem of her shirt. She giggled when his fingertips
trailed over her belly. “I’m sorry,” he said, pulling his hands out. “I’ll
stop.”
“No!” she said with definitive
force. “You’re just tickling my tummy.”
“Oh. So, you’d rather I move my
hands up a little higher? Is that what you’re telling me?” He wagged his
fingers again, bringing another fit of giggles. She grabbed his wrists and
pushed his hands right up to the lace cups of her bra.
“No,” she said, holding her hands
over his, as if she was cupping her own breasts. “I’m telling you that I’m
terribly ticklish, so don’t touch me there.”
“But here’s good?” he said, rubbing
her nipples with his thumbs.
“Yes. Very good.” She relaxed and
let her hands fall to Josh’s thighs. Her hand trailed closer to his fly, and he
shuddered.
“You’re making me hard, Milkweed,”
he said in a raspy voice. “I’m just warning you.”
“Right here? Is this where you’re
hard?” She placed her hand over his bulge and gave it a squeeze through the
denim.
“Oh, yeah. Right there.” His voice
was a moan.
Josh’s brain relinquished control
and let his cock do the thinking. He moved his hands up higher on her chest,
lifting her shirt and revealing the red lace on the cups of Jaime’s bra. He
tipped his head to get a better look at her tits, and then he slid his hands
back down, inside the cups this time. She closed her eyes and took a deep
breath, the moan in her exhale giving him permission to proceed.
“Can I take your shirt off?” he
whispered.
“Uh-huh.” She nodded and moved her
arms to make it easier to remove. Her braid got caught on the butterfly-shaped
button on the pocket of the shirt, causing her to yelp at the tug.
“Shh!” Josh warned, smiling at her while he fought to untangle her
hair.
“Ow,” she said, quieter this time. “It’s a good thing our house is
so far down the road. All we’d need is
for Dad to hear me hollering in pain.”
While Josh wrestled with the shirt,
Jaime reached behind her back and unhooked her bra.
He finally got the shirt free, and
he caught the first glimpse of her bare breasts. His mouth dropped open. Her perfect
little tits, her nipples standing straight out of their centers enticed him. In
the dim light of the fish pond, he couldn’t determine the color of her nipples,
but he dropped his head and took them in his mouth, first the left then the
right.
“Oh, my god, Josh. That feels so
good,” she said in a shaky voice.
He flicked his tongue over the hard
nubs and wondered if she had ever sucked a cock. He knew she was a virgin—Scott
had been quite clear on that point—but lots of high school girls gave blowjobs.
Josh had received a few at high school and college parties from girls that were
desperate for attention, but it had been a long time since he had a pair of
lips wrapped around his cock. Oh, please,
he thought to himself. Please let me get
lucky.
He was lucky.
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