Worth Waiting For (8 page)

Kate lifted up the
covers and slid in beside him. She remembered he slept in the nude, which was perfect
because she wouldn’t have to waste time undressing him.

She ran her hands
down his belly, feeling his taut muscles. She then let her hands travel farther
down into his pubic hair—he had lots of that—and finally to the prize, his
thick cock. She stroked it, feeling its veins, its smoothness…its grandeur.

“Hey, what the….”

“It’s me, Kate,” she
whispered in his ear as she stroked him some more, and then circled his balls.
Um, they felt delicious, too.

Brock’s cock shot up,
and he gave a groan. “Wow, am I dreaming or what?”

“You want to be?”

“Depends on what you
plan to do to me.”

She stroked his dick
some more, feeling a little bead of pre-cum ooze from its head. “How about I do
this?” She slid under the covers and down his body.

“Hey, you planning to
do what I think you’re….”

Kate took the tip of his
cock into her mouth before he could finish his question.

“Guess you are. And be
gentle with me, okay?” He laughed.

Kate took the weight
of his balls in her hand as she sucked and licked the entire length of his
shaft. She’d always gotten so turned on when she’d done this for David, and
tonight things were even more intense. Her pulse was racing, and perspiration
dribbled in the spot between her breasts.

Brock moved his legs
and started to fidget. Next his cock pulsed and she sucked harder, knowing he
was getting close.

Even though she was
under the sheets she could hear him moaning. She slowly let him slide out of
her mouth as he ejaculated onto her chest. Once he was finished, she looked up
the length of his body, noticing he’d covered his face with both hands.

He was breathing fast
and deep. “Wow,” said Brock.

“You liked it?”

“I loved it. I didn’t
expect that tonight.”

“How long does it
usually take you to get hard again?” She straddled him, knowing she’d go insane
if she didn’t have sex with him in the next five minutes.

“Oh, not long when a
pretty woman’s got her legs over my thighs.”

“Maybe this will
help.” Kate lifted herself up and brushed her hand across his cock a few times.

“Shit,” said Brock.

“What, I do something
wrong?”

“You got any condoms
around here?”

“Nope.”

“Then shit, we used
the only one I had. I don’t even have one on the boat. And I don’t trust myself
enough to pull out of you.”

Kate collapsed on top
of him and closed her eyes.
Torture, sheer torture
.

“Any late night
pharmacies open around here?” asked Brock.

“Not that I can
recall, but I’ve never needed an emergency condom before.” She slid over and
rested her body next to his.

“You all pent-up?” he
asked.

“Would you be shocked
if I said yes?”

Brock switched on the
light, causing Kate to blink and then shield her eyes.

That made things a
whole lot worse. Some beads of sweat sat on this forehead. His chest was
glistening, too.

 
“Sex makes you feel good, so wanting it makes
you a healthy, normal lady. So no, I’m not shocked that you want to fuck again
so don’t feel embarrassed.”

“Guess I should go
back to my own room or I might need to go take a cold shower. Maybe I can take
a rain-check for when you get a new supply of prophylactics.” She slipped out
from under the sheets and walked toward the door, knowing she definitely would
need that shower.

Chapter Seven

Brock watched her
walk away from the bed. He liked a woman with a sexual appetite to match his
own. Most of them he met didn’t even come close. Her little ass cheeks bounced
as she headed to the door. There was one thing he could do for her. Sure it
would drive him wild, but he didn’t want her to go away without an orgasm. No
woman should ever walk away from a man’s bed unsatisfied.
“Hey,
Kate.”

She turned around to
face him. It was the first time he’d seen her fully naked and oh yeah, that
made him hard again.
Great looking breasts, pink perky
nipples, triangle of pretty dark hair at the top of those pure white thighs.
He’d just fucked that fantastic looking woman a few hours ago. Talk about luck
in the universe.

She stood there
staring at him, obviously waiting for him to say something and now he was
tongue tied while admiring the view.

He beckoned to her
with his index finger.

She walked back
toward him.

He reached out, took
her wrist, and pulled her down onto the bed. “Thought of something I can do for
you,” he said. He reached behind them and put two pillows against the headboard.
“Here. Scoot yourself back on those and spread your legs.”

She didn’t ask why
but just did what he asked.

If he thought the
view of her whole naked body was a treat, the one between her legs was the
eighth wonder of the world for sure.

Of course, he thought
all ladies were pretty down there but Kate was breathtaking. Pink, luscious,
and as he reached out and stroked her, soft was added to that description. A
bead of her juice oozed from her slit. He couldn’t wait to taste it. “Lie back
and have a good time, okay?” Brock scooted down some more and positioned
himself between those sexy thighs of hers.

She groaned on his
first lick.

He hoped she liked
oral sex. Maybe he should have asked before licking. Well, she hadn’t said no
after the first exploration with his tongue, hadn’t slapped him away, so he
assumed that meant continue.

He parted her labia
with his index finger and thumb. Her slit glistened with her cream, and it was
beautiful to behold. He rested his hands on her thighs and ran his tongue over
her clit.

She groaned again.

He nipped it with the
very tips of his teeth.

She moved her thighs
farther apart and murmured something he couldn’t quite catch.

Brock slid his tongue
over the folds and down close to the entrance of her pussy. He gave it a slight
poke and let the tip of his tongue rest there for a few seconds before taking
her moisture onto it.

She wiggled her ass as
if to say get on with it so he plunged inside her. She tasted so good. Exactly
how he’d imagined, sweet, hot... He licked again, then plunged, licked one more
time, and heard her moans get louder as her juices glided over the top of his
tongue.

Brock swallowed and
closed his eyes. He couldn’t get enough of Kate. He licked her some more before
resting his tongue on her slit and flicking.

The whole thing,
being this close to her pussy, tasting her juices, hearing her groan, was
driving him close to the edge of insanity.
Damn, if I only had another condom.

He took a rest and
glanced up to see her tugging on her nipples and moaning. He smiled before
getting back to work. He licked her from her clit to her pussy entrance. Then
he plunged his tongue inside and out a few times before flicking as fast as he
could.

Her legs shook and
she cried out softly.

Okay, Kate, I’m taking you over the edge, so hang on, baby.
He licked as a river of cream poured onto his tongue. He held her
legs as they thrashed about on the bed.

She screamed, and
then her whole body shook like he’d given her an electric shock.

Wow, he’d never heard
someone cry out like that when they climaxed.
Fuck, what a turn-on for a guy.
Brock raised himself up onto his
knees to get a better look at her.

She was pulling on
her nipples and seeing that, remembering her scream, combined with seeing a river
pouring out of her slit, made him ejaculate.

Wow, he’d been focusing
on her so much that he hadn’t even sensed a climax was coming his way, too.
Quite the added bonus
tonight.
He fell onto the bed beside her.

She rolled onto her
side, and he gave her right nipple a little tug while she ran her fingers down
the edge of his face.

“You
ever done
that sort of thing for any of your previous bosses?”

Brock laughed. “Nope
and I somehow think you’ll be the first and last.”

“You’re very good at
oral sex, so I’m assuming you’ve had lots of practice.”

“Oh,
my fair-share.
You have a good orgasm?”

“Off
the charts.”

“So when I get some
condoms, you want to do this again tomorrow night? I mean we both obviously
enjoy sex and one another’s bodies.”

“I think that sounds
like a great idea as long as you don’t report me for sexual harassment.”

“I won’t tell anyone
if you don’t.”

***

Kate was positive she
could still feel Brock’s tongue inside her pussy the following day. She’d been
wet all day. She’d changed her panties twice and her nipples had chafed against
her bra while watching him bend over in his tight jeans to unload the delivery
of vegetables that had arrived right before noon.

He’d been out
shopping first thing that morning and asked for an advance on his first week’s
wages so he could one, buy some supplies to get the leak in the boat fixed, and
two, buy a new supply of condoms. Kate had handed the money over without giving
it a second thought.

The dinner crowd had
been very small, which usually would have worried Kate, but tonight she had
other things on her mind.
Sex
with Brock.

She knew that both
Henri and Jenine sensed something was up when she told them to leave early for
the night, and had got hold of them by their elbows and tactfully encouraged
them outside. She’d bolted the door and turned to see Brock standing there,
grinning at her. Had she’d been that transparent, that she wanted sex and soon?

He’d grabbed her hand
and rushed her through the kitchen and the two of them had run upstairs like
two giddy lovers on their way to a clandestine rendezvous. Kate had opted to
use her bed tonight and when they got there, Brock threw the box of condoms on
her bedside table.

They’d kissed first.
Playfully and erotically bitten one another’s necks, and then Brock had lifted
up her T-shirt.

Kate lifted his as
slowly as she her nerves would allow and unzipped his jeans as though it were Christmas
morning with a gift. Not any gift, but the ones you knew you were getting, where
un-wrapping them was half the fun. She’d yanked the jeans and his boxers down
his legs.

He’d stepped out of
them and kicked them to the side. His cock was already high on his belly. Next
Brock had reached for her breasts and played with her nipples before pulling
down her skirt and panties.

They were naked on
her bed, kissing yet again.

“So where do you
think we should start?” asked Brock.

“I thought I’d be
desperate and need to get down to business but I
kinda
like the idea of foreplay.”

“Yeah, foreplay’s
always fun.” Brock made tiny circles around her nipples with his index finger.
He barely touched her skin, which made it all the more exciting.

They puckered and
went hard on his third pass.

He took her left
breast in his hand and playfully lifted it before giving it a squeeze. Brock
rolled Kate on her back while continuing to play with her breast. He leaned
over and kissed her. He let his mouth slide down her chin, her neck and
collarbone, before resting on her nipple. He took it into his mouth and sucked.

“Umm, that feels
good,” she said.

“Tastes
good.
Not quite as good as your pussy, but still
delicious.”

Kate smiled. Today she
was wearing the perfume David had given her for her last birthday. He’d hated
it but said he put up with it because he loved her. Yeah, right. At least she
was wearing it for another man, who would hopefully appreciate it more.

She drew in her
breath when he trailed his finger along the middle of her belly, past the button,
and then down onto her mound. It took her by surprise and for the first time
she realized how ticklish she was.

Brock kissed her
again as his fingers dug into her pubic hair and made their way downward onto
her clit.

She spread her legs
for him.

“I saw you the other
day,” he said.

Oh God, she hoped he
wasn’t referring to what she thought.

“I was so turned on
that I had to go and jerk off in your bathroom.”