Phoenix After Dark Vol 2--Juicy

Juicy Part 1

Ambrosia, the nectar of the Gods, coated my tongue and dripped from my lips in sticky droplets that bubbled and evaporated against her heated skin. Olivia's thick caramel thighs hugged my head in a vice grip. It was unnecessary because I wasn't going any damn where.

I needed this, needed her. I needed to feel her, taste her, and bury my tongue deep inside her gushing waters. The moment I met her at her sister's wedding four years ago, I knew she wanted me as much as I wanted her. Her heated scent wafted into my nostrils from beneath her bridesmaid's dress, her breasts swelled in anticipation, and she nervously licked her full lips. I knew then that I had her.

For four years we danced around each other, trying to avoid the inevitable. Now here we were, bodies locked together. We should have been ashamed, but we weren't. We were both taken, but I guess it was the taboo of it all that made this coupling so irresistible.

"Ahh...Joel, go deeper."

I smiled and slid my tongue in deeper. I had no problem obliging Olivia. Shit, I'd do anything if she didn't take away that juicy fruit from me. She had me whipped, and she knew it. For the last eleven months, we had been sneaking away together. Stolen moments followed by labored breathing and cum showers made life worth living.

My woman was a nag. Olivia's man was never home. Two bored, unfulfilled people thrust together equaled hot and heavy encounters. I loved my woman, Cynthia, but she was too controlling. Every damn time I turned around, she was demeaning me and my efforts to be a good husband. The stress of it all was too much at times. There were moments when I really wanted to put my hands on her, but the thought of not tasting Olivia again stopped me.

Olivia's husband, Craig, was always gone. He had a lot of international business, and I guess he thought he could make up for his absence with expensive gifts. He thought wrong. Olivia had a sexual appetite that was out of this world. She needed dick on a regular basis, and her vibrating companion wasn't enough to satisfy her raging libido. So, while Craig was gone making deals and Cynthia was thinking of ways to make my life a living hell, Olivia and I were locked in various hotels around Chicago. We both knew it couldn't last forever but were willing to enjoy it while it lasted.

I still remember thefirst time I slipped inside of her as if it were yesterday.