Jermy, Marie - Together Forever [The Andersons 1] (Siren Publishing Classic) Read Online Free Page B

gentle push backwards. “ Take your jeans off. And your panties. Although I don ’ t think you ’ re wearing any. I can ’ t detect a VPL. ” She stood and slipped her kitten heels off, shaking her head as she did so. “What?” he asked.
    “You. Fancy you knowing about a VPL.” She then stopped and seemed to think for a minute. “Then again, you’re addicted to shopping. Sometimes done at the craziest of times I might add. If you were to stand up now and proclaim to writing articles for women’s magazines advising how to combat everything from cellulite to PMT, I wouldn’t bat an eyelid.”
    “Thanks. I think.”
    Her jeans were off in ten seconds. Her minuscule thong—Ross had been wrong on that score—followed a nanosecond later. He groaned at the sight of her waxed pussy and the dewy, narrow line of curls that hid her clit. Jessica then removed the cushion from his lap. She traced a finger down the flagpole-sized cock straining against the zipper, concern showing on her face.
    “That looks uncomfortable.”
    “Never mind about that. Come here.” He took her hand in his and tugged Jessica to straddle his lap again. The second she had, he slid one of his hands between her legs and pushed his middle finger into her pussy. She was so wet and warm, and he groaned again. He boldly added another finger and brushed his thumb over the nub of her clit, and her gasp was one of pure rapture.
    Ross never missed a beat as he brushed his thumb over her clit and moved his fingers in and out of her pussy with a rhythm he had perfected over time. Dear God, she was wet. Her juices squelched and slid down his fingers. And her sweet moans. Ross didn’t think he’d ever heard anything sexier in his life. She began rocking against his palm, and he knew she was on the edge of coming.
    “ Look at me, ” he instructed when Jessica lolled her head back. “ I want to see your face when you come. ” She immediately stared into his eyes. The amber flecks were glowing. Something broke loose inside of him, and he rammed his fingers in deep. She cried out and, clutching at his shoulders, she came, her pussy clenched tight around his fingers.
    He withdrew his hand and she sagged against him, her breasts crushed on his chest, her breathing hot and labored in his ear. He smiled at the feel of her thudding heart against his. He wrapped his arms around her. His fingers were sticky, and the scent of her cum teased him. Lifting his hand, he licked her creamy cum off. Mmm, nice. She’d felt good and now she tasted good, too. He couldn’t wait to taste what his fingers had fucked.
    “ Jess, I want you in my bed, ” Ross said after a short while. He observed the medley of emotions crossing her face, ranging from fervor to hesitancy, before adding, “We are doing the right thing, taking our friendship to the next level.”
    “ I know, ” she murmured .
    Jessica went to stand up, but Ross didn’t want her leaving his arms anytime soon. He shifted to the edge of the sofa, crossed her legs behind his back and, holding her tightly against him, got to his feet, not even wobbling, and carried her into his bedroom.
    She laughed. “ My, my, a real-life Superman. Are they blue jeans you’re wearing or tights? ”
    His deep chuckle reverberated through her body. After laying Jessica on his bed, Ross, his body ablaze with a lifetime of pent-up hunger, began unbuttoning his shirt. “ I think I ’ m wearing too many clothes. ”
    Jessica moved to the edge of the mattress. “ You can say that again, ” she agreed, freeing his shirt from the waistband of his jeans.
    “ I think I ’ m wearing too many clothes. ” He laughed at her scowl, then hissed and jumped backwards when she yanked the zipper down. “ Whoa, go easy! Or don ’ t you want to find out that my cock is as good as my fingers at bringing you off? ”
    “ Big head. ”
    “ Yeah, it is, isn ’ t it? ” Ross agreed, acting with over-the-top modesty as he looked downwards.