Craving Delphine | Book Three [ON HOLD]

Two

Photo of Jayden
Song: Perfect by Ed Sheeran, Boyce Avenue Cover

Jays eyes followed the dark haired beauty as she walked onto the stage, smiling out at the crowd as they awarded her applause.

Kirsten, his date, leaned over and whispered something in his ear and he nodded politely, even though he hadn't heard a word she'd just said, neither did he care to ask her to repeat herself.

Dressed in a black tuxedo, he sat reclined in his chair, his gaze riveted on the gorgeous woman on stage and her delectable body, whose pleasures were still vivid in his mind.

She was dressed in a long, clingy ruby red dress which showed off her curves to perfection and incited an ache in his groin, her luxurious locks which she'd parted reached just the tops of her bare shoulders, bringing to mind erotic images from their afternoon together all those years ago when he'd had her, over and over again.

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It wasn't difficult to recall the day in question. It remained at the forefront of his mind as the most memorable sexual encounter he'd had to date.

He wasn't sure at what point in their encounter she'd imprinted herself on his mind, but a good guess would be the moment she'd straddled him and
had bravely tried to take his cock in her ass

He could tell in that moment that she hadn't had much experience in that department and he'd quickly placed his hands on either side of her hips to stall her movements, as she tried to slip his large shaft into the tiny orifice of her butthole.

'Have you done this before gorgeous?' he'd groaned as she strained against his hold, rocking back and forth over him and coating him with the wetness from her pussy before trying again to slip his cock inside her back entrance.

She'd frowned, probably contemplating how to respond, but her hesitation had been answer enough for him as he sat up and lifted her body off of his and onto the bed.

'Then let me teach you, or you'll hurt yourself,' he'd said to her, unable to resist planting a kiss on her mouth before reaching into the drawer of the bedside table which, he knew, usually housed condoms and lubricants, courtesy of Donna, amongst other things.

'Get on your knees,' he'd ordered, as he retrieved the little tube.

He'd got on his knees behind her once she'd quietly repositioned herself, and had taken a moment to admire her as she bent over and placed her head on the sheets, a position which saw her taut, buxom bottom perched high in the air.

'Knees wider, sweet thing,' he'd said hoarsely and had to clear his throat as she complied.

She'd jolted as he parted her asscheeks and squeezed the cool liquid onto her asshole, pausing to work the liquid into the tight back entrance before squirting out a second dollop and repeating the process, watching with increasing arousal as part of the lubricant dribbled downwards to mix with the wetness in her gleaming snatch.

Setting aside the little tube, he ran his palms over her taut derriere, admiring the smooth, tender skin, before leaning over her and positioning his cock at the gleaming entrance to her pussy.

His thick shaft, breached her entrance, parting the walls of her pussy as he again sheathed himself within her.

He revelled in her little cries and gasps as he stuffed his cock into her tight sheath, pulling out and slamming his hips forward into her, once and then twice as she screamed profanities at him that only made him uncomfortably harder than before, fueling his raging desire.

He slapped her ass as he breathed harshly, 'keep that up gorgeous, and you'll have me fucking your ass exactly the same way I'm fucking your little pussy, we'll see how mouthy you can get then.