Page 32 of A Linton Scandal

I watched him as he let go of my right leg and removed his hand from my stomach. Grabbing the edge of my shorts, he pulled them down and tossed them aside. I felt myself flush at him exposing my body to him. On instinct I reached down to cover myself when I remembered I wasn’t wearing underwear, but he stopped me.

“No, don’t,” he growled as he leaned down and slowly dropped kisses from my ankle up to my now exposed thigh.

I covered my mouth to stem the moan that got caught in my throat as I spread my legs. He stopped kissing me along my right thigh and turned his attention to my center. Sliding his rough hands up my legs he grasped my thighs, and lifted them as he lowered his head his mouth French kissing my pussy. His tongue flicking against my nub, my hips flexed against his mouth.

Biting my fist, I tried to hold back my moan of pleasure but the hand I was biting was jerked from my mouth, with a harsh demand. “Touch me.” I couldn’t very well deny the demand from the man, who was eating me out like champion. Before I knew it my legs were crisscrossed on his back and my hands were rubbing the back of his head, as I silently cheered him on.

It felt like I was twerking while lying down, my heart was in my throat my need for more growing as my body continued getting twisted into knots. My orgasm hit me so hard, my brain short circuited. He left me slowly licking his lips as if tasting the sweetest juice, a look of hunger in his eyes stirred me up even more.

He settled between my thighs while raining kisses along my chest and neck. His hands got rid of my bra with a snap that I couldn’t bother complaining about. “Juliette, I have no intention of stopping, but if you want me to, I will.”

Breathing heavily, I stirred myself to place a hand on the back of his. “No, I want this. I want you.”

He didn’t ask me again as he slowly entered me inch by inch, my one leg being held up by him. “Shit, hah-hah,” I panted.

He watched my face, as he entered me until his pelvis pressed against mine.

The thickness and length of him inside me was perfect. I clutched at him, licking his jaw. Reaching down, I pulled at his hip.

“Please, move,” I begged, kissing along his neck.

Mihai

Her body was made for me, it welcomed me wholly. The smell of her musk was the sweetest perfume and the taste of her nearly pushed me over the edge.

“Please move,” she begged.

I couldn’t deny Juliette anything. I swung my hips forward, and she released a sweet cry, that was music to my ears.

“Fuck.”

She was wet and only getting wetter as I stroked inside her just so I could hear her scream. Every damn moan she released had me getting harder. Soon I barely wanted to give her an inch of time between my thrusts.

I raised her up so I could move her faster. Grabbing her delicious ass in my hands, I lifted and lowered her. The bed rattled, as she called my name.

“Right there, yes, yes,” she whispered in my ear, as I felt her tighten around me, just as her breath caught. I stilled, letting her ride out her orgasm, “Ah, fuck” she moaned in my ear before I picked up the speed once more.

I couldn’t ever get enough of this, or her. I gritted my teeth, the feel of her. Leaning forward I licked along her throat. Juliette was the best fucking thing that had ever entered my life.

My heart pounded in my chest, and the feel of heat climbed up my back.

“Ah-ah.” She squeezed her eyes shut as I moved faster. My balls tightened as she orgasmed on my dick while screaming my name. I joined her, not giving her an inch as I spilled rope after rope of cum into her. Together we collapsed on the couch, spent.

“Shit,” I’d not been thinking about making a move, but I didn’t regret it. Especially not when she shifted into my arms.

Unfortunately, it didn’t last long, she eventually untangled herself from me and got out of bed and made her back to her room. “Ugh, I need another shower.” She glanced back at me, her expression flushed. “You’re free to use it after me.”

“Thanks,” I said as I rolled over.

It took everything in me not to join her. Instead, I got my cell and called Nao. My plan had changed, and there wasn’t any point in dragging it out any longer.

Juliette

An hourlater Mihai entered my kitchen.

“I’ve been debating, but I think it would be better if you moved in tonight.”

Taken aback, I frowned. “Tonight? But I thought you wanted to wait until the end of the week.”