"Who's Jack," Abel said.
I looked in Abel's eyes after he asked his question. It was really none of his business, but he stood there looking so wary, as if my answer would change things irrevocably. I wasn't sure what I wanted just then, but shutting the door between us wasn't one of them.
"He's my old boss," I said. "He's offered me a temporary position."
"Oh," said Abel watching me with his ice-blue eyes. Why wouldn't he stop staring?
"I have to go to upstate New York for a week or so. I leave tomorrow."
"Good," he said.
"Good?"
"Yes, that still gives us tonight." He moved toward me and wrapped his muscled arms around me.
There were still protests swirling in my head. But damn, he was so gorgeous, and his arms so strong, and he smelled so sexy. He leaned in for a kiss, tender at first and then more demanding as his tongue met mine. His hands slid down my ass and pulled my hips into his. I felt his hard cock against me, and suddenly I wanted nothing more than to feel it my hands and my mouth.
"Let's go to my bedroom," I said.
"Um," he said burying his face in my neck, pulling my shirt up over my tits.
"Abel, I can't stand very long, not like this."
He pulled away, his eyes glazed.
"Sure. Lead the way."
As soon as I sat on the bed, he was on me again. This time he pulled my shirt completely off, and reaching around worked at the hooks on my bra.
"Damn, woman, these things are held in tight." But he got it undone and he tore my bra off as well. Abel's lips rained kisses on breasts, pushing me down on the bed from the weight of his body. My hands sought his cock, and managed to reach in and felt its velvet crown, but he pulled my hands away, and held them above my head.
"If you can't behave, you'll have to grab the headboard," he growled.
I smiled. "Is that how you want to play it?" I said.
"I'm not playing," he said.
"But I am," I said. With my tongue I lapped behind his ear, and in his ear, swirling my tongue around. Ears are so sensitive. Then I sucked the lobe of his ear in my mouth and kept working it.
"No one, ah, oh," he moaned as the full weight of him pressed down on me. I used his distraction to get him to roll to the side with a twist of my body, and I brought my mouth to his nipples, sucking and licking them. Soon he was on his back, his cock jutting up under his shorts, while my tongue worked its way down his stomach, with him making little noises of pleasure. I got as far as his pubis, pulling to tops of shorts down and started mouthing the area just above his cock when he pulled me away.
I looked in his eyes, and he shook his head no.
"Don't you like that?" I asked.
"Too much," he said.
"It's never too much," I said. "I have to taste you."
A little whimper escaped his throat.
"I have to taste you, too," he said as a whisper.
"Then there is only one way for both of us to do that." I turned on my side toward the footboard, and he pulled my workout pants down while I tugged at his shorts pulling them down off his muscled legs. Licking his thighs I worked my way up and his tongue found my clit. I groaned and his tongue found my pussy, licking my juices. I found the place between his thigh and cock and sucked it hard. His back arched pushing his cock into my nose and I breathed deeply his musky scent. More, I wanted more. Up to now I hadn't used my hands, but now I needed to wrap my fingers around his cock. I took his rock hard dick in one hand and pointed it to my mouth. He sucked my pussy with increasing fierceness, sending jolts of pleasure up my spine.
Putting him in my mouth while on my side wasn't the most comfortable position since he was thick as well as long. Repositioning myself, I took his dick in my mouth savoring the taste of male and pre-cum. My tongue seemed to work on its own accord finding different ways to play with his shaft, working to move him deeper in my throat. Tasting him in my mouth and feeling him pleasure me with his tongue brought me close to the edge.
I moved my hips more against his insistent lips, and he moved his cock in my mouth. I felt him stiffen. A muffled roar came from him that sent shockwaves up my pussy and clit. I pulled my mouth off him as I came and felt his hot cum spray on my face and my breasts. My pussy pulsed while his mouth clamped down on my clit. Finally he moved his mouth. We lay there few minutes unable to move.
My head cleared a little. I sat up, thinking to clean off in my bathroom. However, he pulled me down to his face, and started to lick his cum off of me. He did it so eagerly, so wantonly, that it sent little mini tingles from my face to my brain.
When he was done, he said, "Taste this," and he pressed his mouth to mine sharing the combined tastes of my pussy and his cum on his lips and his tongue. My back arched and his fingers reached for my clit, clamping his hand over it, and rocked it as I writhed with this new heat. His fingers sought my entrance and he plunged them in, rocking back and forth, not letting me go until I came again, electricity searing from my tailbone to my pussy.
He held me tight against him, kissing my breast. His mouth found my left nipple and he latched on hungrily, his tongue flicking the nub. I was so sensitive at this point that as he pulled and sucked I got increasingly excited. All he needed to do was put one finger to my clit and I screamed again.
"I...can't... take...this," I gasped.
His eyes locked onto mine. "Too bad," he said and I shivered. He took my hand and pushed it to his cock, hard yet again.
"Need you," he whispered.
"Get what you need from the nightstand."
He looked at me and opened the nightstand, and saw the condoms and lube. He picked up a condom.
"I'll help you with that," I said. Taking the package, I opened it and smoothed the condom on his hardened shaft. God, young men are so wonderful. With his cock in my face I slurped it into my mouth.
"Hey," he protested. "None of that now. I'm going to get what I want."
