Take Me There - Jessica Ingro Page 0,3

And worst of all, I can’t stop imagining what it would be like to feel you inside me.”

She had been thinking about me? This was almost too good to be true. Her words had my cock leaping to attention. Within seconds I was painfully hard.

“I can’t stop thinking about you either,” I whispered and took a step towards her, my earlier anger completely forgotten.

“Stop.” She held out her hand and shook her head. “You don’t understand what you’re saying. I’m technically your mother.”

“No you aren’t,” I vehemently denied. “You’re Isabella. My mother died. There’s no reason we shouldn’t do this.”

“Your father,” she reminded me.

“Isn’t here. And I don’t want to talk about him. I want to talk about us.”

I moved forward so I was standing only a couple of feet in front of her. I didn’t want her to remind me about my father. The only thing I wanted to think about right then was her body touching mine, and the way her pussy would feel wrapped around my aching shaft while her fingers ran over my heated skin.

She pushed her chair back from the table and turned to me. Her eyes were pleading with me, probably to stop, but that wasn’t going to happen because her body was begging me to continue. Her nipples were poking through the flimsy material of her nightgown, her breathing was labored and her legs opened fractionally. This package was way too tempting to deny myself.

I dropped to my knees in front of her and reached under the hem of her nightgown to hook her panties with my index fingers. Before going any further, I glanced up to her face, my eyes silently questioning if I could continue.

She closed her eyes slowly and whispered in a tortured voice, “Yes.”

I wasted no time pulling the damp material down her legs, while she lifted her nightgown up over her head then leaned back after tossing it aside.

Taking her in this close to me and fully naked, I wished there was more light in the room. But even with just the shadows licking across her skin, I could see how truly beautiful she was. Her breasts were full and her nipples pointed. Her belly dipped, and she was bare between her legs. Her thighs trembled slightly as I ran my hands lightly up her calves, heading straight towards her pussy.

I paused, resting my hands on her knees momentarily before pulling her legs apart to expose her naked pussy. I could smell her arousal and my mouth watered. Dipping my head closer, I ran my nose up the seam of her folds.

“Lick it,” she whispered as her hands ran through my hair. “God, Collin. Lick me. Make me come.”

She didn’t have to beg; I was as desperate for a taste of her as she was for me. I parted her lips and took a sweep through her folds with my tongue. Pure fucking honey.

She pushed my head in farther and I licked again, this time not stopping my movements.

“Suck my clit,” she ordered as her fingers showed me just where my mouth should go. I quickly complied and was rewarded when she moaned loudly.

“Finger me too,” she demanded a few moments later, and again I complied, loving how wet she was growing under my attention. She tasted so good, I couldn’t get enough.

She began writhing in the chair, raising her hips as her feet rested on my shoulders. “Make me come, Collin. Make me come all over your face.”

I groaned against her pussy and felt her clench around my fingers when her orgasm hit. I lapped at her juices and gripped her thighs as she tightened her legs around my head.

When she slumped back in her chair, I raised my head and wiped my chin. She gave me a sexy smirk right before she said, “Stand up and drop your pants.”

I jumped up and quickly did what she instructed, so excited that I was finally going to get to come in her presence. I was tired of jacking off to the images in my mind, never having experienced what it was like to actually be with her.

I bit back a curse when she wrapped her soft hands around my hard as nails cock and pumped a few times in succession. Her pink tongue darted out and licked the head making me groan.

It felt so fucking good. Too fucking good. I was afraid it would be over before we even started.

“Suck it, Isabella. Please. Suck my dick,” I pleaded