Tuesday, March 13, 2012

WIP: A Morning Interlude

A little tidbit from a work-in-progress I'm working on.


The light filtered through the room, falling across Mary Edembaum’s face as she stretched languidly. Her left fist accidentally connected with her boyfriend’s nose. He stirred, rubbed the offended organ, and quickly caught her wrists between his hands. A startled cry burst from her lips as Jason flung her onto her back and pressed himself against her. She squirmed beneath him as she tried to pull herself free.

“Nice way to wake me up,” he breathed, pushing his erect penis against her warm mound.

“I didn't do it intentionally,” she replied as she arched her back and pushed herself against him.

“Still, you did wake me up.”

A frisson of awareness filtered down her spine as he bent forward and caught her earlobe between his teeth. “So? What’cha gonna do about it?”

She purred softly as he tugged and teased the soft flesh with his lips, teeth, and tongue. A soft tremor ran through her as he gently blew into her ear. Her eyes closed as she felt his lips trail down toward the curve of her neck. She felt him grow harder as he nipped gently upon her skin, sliding his hands up and down the sides of her body. Easing his hands towards her shoulders, he ran his left hand down her right arm and intertwined his fingers with hers.

“Do you want me?” he whispered, pressing a kiss against the throbbing pulse at the base of her neck.

She strained against him, aching for his touch. “Yes.”

Jason buried his face against the curve of her shoulder, his tongue flicking lightly across her flesh. “How much?”

She squirmed beneath him, impatient. “Very much.”

Her body shivered against his as he scraped his teeth along her collarbone. “How much is very much?”

“More than anything,” she replied, her voice husky with desire.

He brought her left hand to his lips, kissing her knuckles ever so gently. “How much is more than anything?”

A loud moan escaped her as he playfully bit one of her knuckles. “As wide as the entire world!”

“And how wide is the world?” he prodded, a low chuckle escaping him as he awaited her answer.

She slapped his shoulders playfully, feigning exasperation. “What’s with all these questions?”

He rolled onto his side and gently turned her so that she faced him completely. “Just curious, is all.”

“About?” she inquired as she pushed him onto his back and straddled him.


“Such as?”

He shrugged, sliding the palms of his hands across the curve of her hips. “Not sure yet.”

“You’re such a weirdo, Jason Briggs!”

“So I’ve been told,” he laughed as she tentatively positioned herself over him and pressed her heated core against his throbbing cock.


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