Erin's Unexpected Lover Page 2

  Jared trailed his mouth from her lips and across her cheek, to her ear. As he nibbled and sucked on the lobe, she arched her neck, continuing to rub against him in a way that seemed to aggravate, rather than relieve, the ache inside her. “Oh, Jared, I need…” She broke off, not entirely sure what she needed. Understanding the semantics of sex was a different thing from experiencing them.

  He lifted his head. “Shh, beautiful girl, I know what you need.” He stood up abruptly, and she locked her legs around his waist as he carried her from the lounge to the bed across the room. The velvet cover under her back was decadent, as was the sight of Jared shedding his robe as he stood by the bed.

  His body was hard and firm in all the right places. For a man who had to be at least forty, he didn’t look it. Her eyes widened at the sight of his cock. It was certainly not a case of like father, like son. Chip was averagely endowed, where Jared had the complete package, and then some. It was daunting.

  “Do you mind if I take off your shoes?” He grinned. “They’re like deathtraps.”

  Erin giggled, releasing the heavy burden of hurt she’d still been holding onto since realizing how sleazy Chip was. “Go for it.”

  His long fingers were nimble with the buckles of the shoes. Even such a simple task as removing the platforms was rendered sensual by his slow strokes and gentle exploration. Erin gasped with surprise when he brought one of her feet to his mouth, sucking on the polished big toe in a way that dragged at the pit of her stomach and made her squeeze her thighs.

  Jared grimaced slightly and released her toe. “You taste delicious, but the red nail polish has to go. Next time, please leave it off.”

  She thrilled at his confident assurance there would be a next time and nodded. “I might,” she conceded mischievously. “If you’ll make it worth my while.” It was liberating, but still a bit scary, to be teasing Jared. Hell, the whole experience was a mixture of both.

  His eyes sparkled. “That can be arranged.” Taking a step back, he examined her for a moment, before his hands went to the tie on her dress.

  Erin stiffened, feeling a flash of fear, but didn’t protest. He hesitated for a second, as though giving her a chance to change her mind, before untying the bow and opening the dress.

  That displayed a good part of her body right then, though her left breast remained covered. In seconds, he dealt with the interior tie and peeled back the other panel of fabric. She lay on the outfit, but it offered no shield. He stared at her, as though drinking her in, and she shivered with nerves.

  As his gaze rested on her breasts, her nipples tightened, but she suddenly clapped her hands over them. He frowned and reached for her hands. Erin resisted his attempts to pull them away. “I’m too small,” she whispered.

  Jared shook his head. “Your breasts are perfect.”

  At his words, she stopped trying to cover them and let him move her hands. He got onto the bed with her, straddling her thighs, as he leaned forward. Jared pinned her wrists above her head, pushing her arms into the mattress, as he lowered his head. He kissed her for a long moment before moving his mouth to the side. Pausing near her ear, he said, “I think your breasts are gorgeous as they are, with those pointy little pink nipples, but there are ways to make them larger.”

  Her stomach dipped, and she was wounded. He couldn’t really find her breasts perfect if he was suggesting surgery. “I would never get an operation.”

  Jared trailed his tongue across her chest and over her left breast, pausing to lave the nipple. “Honey, I didn’t mean a surgical procedure. Someday, when you’re pregnant, your breasts will get very large and firm.” He sucked the nipple into his mouth. “You’ll be full of milk for your baby.” He looked up at her. “And your husband, if he’s a lucky bastard.”

  “Oh.” His words were deliciously naughty, making her think about something that had never occurred to her before. Breastfeeding was completely natural, the normal thing for mother and baby, but she’d never considered that some men might like such a thing too. “Do you like that?” she whispered.

  “Mmm, I love this.” He took more of her nipple into his mouth, his hands still holding hers against the bed. “It’s plump and delicious,” he added after sucking for another minute.

  She was breathless. “Uh, okay, but I meant the milk thing.”

  Jared shrugged one shoulder. “I don’t know. Chip’s mother never breastfed, because it would ruin her breasts.” He rolled his eyes. “I’ve never tried it, but I won’t deny the sight of a pregnant woman, or a pair of lactating breasts, can turn me on under the right circumstances.”

  “Oh,” she said softly. What would it be like to have his baby growing in her body, to have his mouth sucking her pregnant breasts? She moaned at the thought, finding it a lot hotter than she ever would have expected.

  Jared let go of her hands to cup her breasts, pushing them together so the nipples almost touched. She gasped when he ran his tongue back and forth across both rapidly, occasionally flicking with the tip of his tongue or pausing to suck one. The sensation was indescribable, and her pussy was soaking wet in no time. She writhed under him, arching her hips, and lifting her buttocks off the bed as she sought relief. “Jared, please, I can’t…”

  He laughed, but lifted his head. “You can, honey.”

  Erin shook her head. “I’ll die if you keep doing that.”

  Grasping her hips, he shifted his weight and moved her higher up the bed. “You’ll die several times tonight, my sweet.” He nudged her thighs apart, settling between them to put his face against her slit. He inhaled deeply before exhaling against her. His breath teased the sensitive flesh, and she whimpered, lifting her butt higher.

  “Smooth,” he said, sounding pleased and surprised.

  “I waxed yesterday afternoon,” she confided. Actually, one of the women at her sister’s salon had helped her with the task, which had been painful, but clearly worth the effort judging by his appreciative noises.

  “I do like a hairy pussy,” he said, sounding not a bit self-conscious. “They’re pretty and fun to look at, but a bald little kitty is so much tastier to eat.” He licked one of her outer lips, trailing his tongue down the length, to her perineum, and then back up the other lip, seeming to take extra care not to touch her clit. “You should definitely keep your pussy smooth.”

  “Okay.” She could endure the sting for a few minutes if it made her lover happy. And it sounded like Jared intended to be her lover, not just a one-night fling. Or was she misreading things? Was she trying to project more intent than was there? Hadn’t she already done enough damage to herself by imagining emotions and feelings that didn’t exist in her relationship with Chip? She couldn’t afford to follow that path again. “Oh,” she cried out, all thoughts leaving her mind as he continued licking her.

  Jared ran the broad part of his tongue across her slit, the appendage squirming in to explore her. He swirled the tip around her clit a few times as she bucked mindlessly under him, before continuing his swipe downward, to dart his tongue in and out of her opening several times.

  Then he did something so shocking that she grabbed a handful of his hair and screamed his name. His tongue went lower, sweeping down her perineum toward the dark hole waiting there. She cried out in protest when he breached the puckered ring. “Stop. You can’t.”

  He paused, looking up briefly. “You don’t like it?”

  “Uh…I don’t know.” She hadn’t really had a chance to experience the sensations. It had just been too outrageous, and she had reacted.

  “In that case…” Jared trailed off, returning to the forbidden zone. His tongue teased and tickled her anus, briefly darting inside and around the hole. A feeling like electricity sparked through her lower half, and she pressed her ass tighter against his face.

  Jared chuckled against her skin. “Thought so,” he said with triumph, before returning to his taboo task. A moment later, he slipped a hand between her thighs, his finger and thumb seeking out her clit. He r
olled the sensitive bud between his fingers as his tongue flicked over and into her back passage.

  Erin twisted against him, her lower half completely off the bed, except for her heels. “Jared. Oh, it’s so much. Too much.” Slick heat drenched her folds seconds before her sheath tightened, and an orgasm rushed over her, making her entire body shake with the force of it.

  “Good girl,” he praised, as though she had done something amazing, when it was all him. She had just been at his mercy. Apparently, she was still at his mercy, because he shifted again, once more putting his mouth against her cunt, with his hands gripping her buttocks. He pulled her tightly against him, not allowing her room to squirm or escape as he began pussy-eating in earnest.

  Powerless, Erin held onto the bedcovers with both hands, hating the way his hold constrained her movements, even as she recognized how much it heightened her pleasure. There was literally no escaping his hot, questing mouth. His only concession to her next release was a brief cessation of sucking and swirling, but then he wrung another and another climax from her, barely letting her finish the previous one before causing another.

  Twenty minutes later, she lay on the bed, completely drained, though her pussy still pulsed with aftershocks. It had been an overwhelming experience, but she’d never been so sated—and he hadn’t even put his cock inside her yet.

  That reminded her that Jared must be feeling neglected. He was lying on his side next to her, as she remained sprawled on her back, legs gaping open. It would take way too much energy to close them. “I had no idea,” she said in a slurred tone that made her sound like a strung-out junkie.

  He smiled, looking pleased. “I hope you’ll always remember this.”

  She nodded, already feeling a hint of sadness at the thought of this ending. “I’ll never forget tonight.” Mustering a bit of vigor, she reached out to touch his cock, tracing her fingers over the bulging veins and up to the tip, where pre-ejaculate flowed in steady drips. “He’s big.”

  Jared grinned. “I’m a big man.”

  He was, at well over six feet, with his solid muscles and broad shoulders. Still, his cock seemed disproportionately large. “I’m not even sure he’d fit in my mouth.” It was a half-teasing, half-serious declaration.

  He made his cock jump by flexing his muscles. “We could find out.”

  Erin smiled, finding it easier to move as the languid pleasure slowly faded from her body. “Yes, we could.” She slithered down the bed a bit, turning on her side to face his cock. The head nudged against her lips, and she parted them to take a small taste of his pre-cum. He was salty, but with an underlying hint of sweetness. It wasn’t at all unpleasant. Looking up his body, she met his gaze, pleased to see how his gray eyes looked like dark pools of melted platinum. “I’ve never done this before, Jared.”

  “Just do what feels right.”

  Closing her eyes, Erin put her mouth around him, grimacing a bit at the girth. He really was large enough that she doubted her ability to engulf him completely. Patience and lots of saliva proved to be the solution, and he was soon in her mouth to the point where his head rested at the back of her tongue.

  Experimentally, she twirled her tongue around the shaft, paying attention to the way he groaned when the broad part of her tongue pressed against the underside of his cock. She focused on that area, applying pressure with her tongue that she alternated with licks. Erin also tried sucking him, but it was awkward with his size.

  “Suck in your cheeks,” he said, placing his hand at the back of her head. When she complied, he began to thrust gently in and out of her mouth, slowly pushing the limits of how deeply she could take him. “Try to relax your throat so I can go in deeper, baby.”

  Erin concentrated on relaxing, doing her best not to panic at the choking sensation as he sank deeper inside her mouth. After a moment, the sensation of not being able to breathe passed, and while it wasn’t exactly comfortable, she could hold him inside her throat. Cautiously, she returned to sucking him as he rocked in and out of her, fucking her face with slow strokes.

  His fluid was increasing, coating her tongue and dripping down her throat. Putting a hand on his ass to steady herself, she could feel the muscles twitching underneath her skin and figured he must be getting close to coming.

  Abruptly, Jared pulled out of her mouth and shifted to straddle her. The head of his cock probed at her entrance as he repositioned her. “I want to be inside you so badly, Erin.”

  She smiled, heart racing with excitement that she would soon lose her virginity, and to a man she had never expected. “I want that too.”

  He looked annoyed, but she soon realized not with her. “I don’t have any condoms here. I wasn’t expecting anything like this, and I haven’t been seeing anyone recently.” Looking hopeful, he said, “Did you bring some for your planned night with Chip?”

  Erin frowned. “No. He has a whole drawer full, literally.”

  Jared pushed in an inch or so, staying in her untried passage for a moment before withdrawing. “I suppose I could ask Mr. Edwin to bring some from my son’s room.” Again, he thrust into her, going a little deeper, to the barrier of her hymen, where he froze. “That would require tearing myself away from your pretty pussy for a few minutes.”

  “Plus, it could be awkward.” She couldn’t stifle a giggle as she imagined Chip’s outrage at his dad bumming condoms so he could fuck his ex-girlfriend. A dark, twisted part of her liked that scenario.

  Easing out, he pushed back in again slowly, this time to her hymen and a bit beyond. The stretched, burning sensation made her shift uncomfortably, and he put his hand between them to find her clit. “Still, it’s the only alternative.”

  As his fingers fondled her clit, she arched against him, bringing his cock a bit deeper inside her. “Maybe you could pull out at the end?”

  He groaned, letting his body in a bit deeper as his fingers continued working her slick button. “That’s a good idea.”

  “Definitely,” she said, thrusting against him as his cock breached her hymen, ripping through the delicate barrier as gently as he could. It elicited a startled cry from her, but his fingers on her clit soon soothed the pain.

  “God, you’re tight, Erin.” He sank deeper, taking her an inch at a time. “I’ve never had such a tight pussy around me.”

  “I hope that’s a good thing.” She moaned as he pinched her clit and slipped in deeper.

  “It’s amazing, but I’m afraid I might not pull out in time.” Jared bottomed out inside her, his balls pressing against her labia, and his cock stretching her pussy to the point where she didn’t know if she wanted to scream from pleasure, pain, or both.

  “Oh, that could be a problem.” It was hard to focus on any problems with a man’s huge cock buried completely inside her. The head rested against her cervix.

  “Yes.” He seemed to be straining to hold back his release as he withdrew a couple of inches before slowing thrusting into her again. “What was your last period?”

  That was an embarrassingly intimate topic, though she knew it was ridiculous to feel shy about it when they were having sex. “About two weeks ago.”

  He groaned. “Two weeks from the beginning or the end?”

  It took a moment to focus as he continued stroking her clit and thrusting into her, alternating shallow and deep strokes. “Um, beginning.”

  Jared cursed. “Okay, I have to pull out now. It’s too risky.” He said the words, but he didn’t move. His face was red with exertion, and he seemed to be struggling with the decision.

  “Oh, don’t leave.” She tightened her thighs around his waist, clamping him against her. The thought of him pulling out of her body before taking her over the precipice again was unbearable.

  “I don’t want to, honey, but you could get pregnant.” He cursed again. “It’s way too likely, since you’re young and no doubt fertile.” He said the last part with a groan of pain. “I’m sure your womb is ready, and there’s an egg just waiting for a sperm to come
along.” A growl of pleasure accompanied his next thrust into her, and he let the full length rest inside her. “If I keep going, you’ll swell up with my baby inside you. Is that what you want?” The husky exhilaration tingeing his tone suggested he liked the idea a lot.

  “Yes,” she shouted, honestly convinced it was the best idea ever. If the alternative was this bond ending prematurely, of having him pull away from her and facing the possibility of never feeling this way again, she’d agree to have ten babies with him, all at once. “Fill me with your cum, Jared. I don’t care what happens tomorrow. I need you right now.”

  He groaned, his hand leaving her clit to slide under her ass. “I’ll take care of you,” he promised with clear sincerity. “Whatever happens.” As he thrust in and out of her, he angled her hips a bit, so his cock hit a spot deep inside her that made her cry out and flex around him. “You’re mine now, Erin.”

  “Yours,” she consented, matching his thrusts as the fire burned low in her belly, spreading outward with such strength that her entire body shuddered and shook. “Make me yours, Jared.”

  His cock convulsed inside her as her passage clamped around him, wringing every drop of his precious cum from his dick. Her orgasm crashed over her, and tears streamed from her eyes. She sobbed his name as she came, and Jared gave a hoarse shout as he sank deeply inside her, spilling the last bit of his essence against her cervix, where it would have easy passage to her possibly waiting egg.

  Eventually, the euphoria passed enough for them to separate a bit, roll onto their sides, and cuddle on the velvet comforter. Erin rubbed her cheek against his chest, trying to remove the moisture there.

  “I meant it,” he said quietly.

  She looked up, chin propped on his sternum. “What?”

  “I meant that I’ll take care of you. If you want the morning-after pill, I’ll get it for you. If you want to see what happens, I’m okay with that too. If you get pregnant, I’ll provide for you however you want me to.”

  Her eyes stung with tears. “Dammit, I’ve done nothing but cry today,” she said with a soggy smile. “These are good tears,” she hastened to assure him. “You’re wonderful, Jared. I feel so safe and protected.”