"You don't want to see me naked."
Melissa clutched the cloth of her lapels tightly together with one hand, while she poked the front and back parts of the robe's lower seam between her legs. She tried ducking away in the impromptu shorts jumper, while envisioning the stretch marks over her abdomen and breasts. This was one in the dozen reasons why she hadn't flung him against her desk a million times in the past. The body of a mother with three sons had a tendency to look in desperate need of a good ironing. The man was steamy hot, sure. But, not in the way she sincerely wished.
"Unless you have a dick, I want to see you naked." Kendrick's long fingered hand smoothed over her ass to pull her toward him again, but she spun cannily away and lifted up a hand to pat the air between them in a stopping gesture. He laughed at her harried expression, but immediately quieted when he noticed that the post she'd manned over her lower half, had been abandoned to keep him at bay.
The robe caped away from the hand clenched at her breasts and worked like quotation marks around the sensuality of her body. On the downward appraisal of her hand and ribcage, a small spark of color caused his jaw to cramp from the instant onslaught of his saliva glands pumping out enough drool that he could drench a three alarm fire.
A small heart shaped gem glimmered from the center of her navel. By the way his dick jumped at the sight, he imagined it was just as stunned as he was by the scene before them.
Melissa watched the humor fade from Kendrick's eyes a second before his chin lifted slightly. The man truly was gorgeous. The muscles in his jaws clenched to push dimples at the sides of his mouth, and his straight nose twitched with flared nostrils that turned his young face into a fierce mask of unharnessed lust. Forget licking. She wanted to take a nibble or even a bight along that hard jaw line. Her heart was beating so fast and she couldn't quite take in a full breath.
If she didn't know any better, she would swear she was caught up in a full-fledged swoon. She clamped her thighs together to add needed pressure to her throbbing pussy, and heard the gentle snap of juicy slickened skin sliding into place.
That barely audible click drew Kendrick's intense gaze to the center of glimmering wet thighs. A dark pink spot in her panties gave him every indication that he had to get past the barrier of those damned clothes. His cock jumped again like a damn animal yanking against a leash, so he figured he owed it a little pet for the pain he was inflicting on it.
Bunched muscles pushed thickened veins along Kendrick's forearm and hand, as long slender fingers curled around his cock. Melissa's mouth dropped open on a low moan when his hand smoothed down the hard length. The slow slide up and downβup- then slowly, slowly down, caused another click to sound from her clenching pussy. In all of her thirty nine years, she had never seen a man pleasure himself and now that she had, her body jerked it's response with a forceful throb in her gut and cunt. "Oh fuck!" Her voice came out a few octaves higher than her normal tone, sounding her surprise in a short gasp.
Now it was Kendrick keeping a tightened five finger reign on his cock as it lunged again. "Did you just cum?"
Her bottom lip trembled while she stood with her chin hefted higher to help her draw in needed air. She knew she should care about stuff- important something stuff, but damn she couldn't think past the sight of Kendrick's hand fisted around a swollen perturbed looking dick. Poor, sweet, baby man.
Once she was sure what had happened to her, she nodded jerkily and then pouted out her sultry reply. "A little."
A growl rumbled out from Kendrick as he pointed a snapping hand toward the bed in the adjacent room. "Get your ass on that fucking bed." He watched her blink in surprise. Twice. His hand fell away from his dick and in two long strides, he felt it team up with his other hand to lift her from where she stood.
Once he figured out what his body was about, he expected her to flail or punch or put up some sort of token protest. Damn to his caveman, but fuck yeah to the green light on a full open throttle with tires and fuel to burn. He tossed her onto the bed and watched the robe slide off of her gorgeous tits and open the view to a spectacularly tight little body. Her body bounced once, and in the time that it took to bounce a second time, Kendrick had her panties down past her knees.
Before she could respond or move or any-fucking-thing else, he forcefully flipped her to her belly, yanked open the hooks on her bra, and then flipped her over to her back again. All the movement stirred up her musky fragrant scent, and he face planted onto her left thigh to lick at the juice that slickened her wet skin. Due to the thick aroma surrounding her, his body wafted along her scent as he lapped a flat tongue over the baby soft skin from her knee to her thigh joint.
It was so fucking good! It was his favorite dessert... a sumptuous meal from a five star restaurant... mmmm. He nibbled and licked along both of her open thighs until the flavor was completely washed away. Like a sinner on Fat Tuesday, Kendrick decided to get Thanksgiving full when he saw the glistening cum all over her bald pussy lips. But it would have to wait, because his woman was fucking blowing his mind with the things she was doing with her tits.
Cursing gravity and the laws of nature, Melissa pushed her breasts together in fear that they would wander off to each arm pit, or beyond. And since her nipples were now less than an inch apart, she traced the tip of her index finger across the overly sensitive protrusions and felt her frustration dwindle away. When they were perky and headstrong in her twenties, she never could have wrangled both nipples to kiss like they currently were. With her fingers fanned out over both sides of the globes, she jiggled them back and forth to rub both nipples together.