Inseparable: A New Adult Erotic Romance

Inseparable: A New Adult Erotic Romance by Bella Chal Read Free Book Online

Book: Inseparable: A New Adult Erotic Romance by Bella Chal Read Free Book Online
Authors: Bella Chal
warmed up."
    "You speak like you know her," he said with an odd look on his face.
    "Not her, but her type, very well."
    "Why does hearing that make me worried?"
    "I told you, don’t worry. I fight dirtier than she does. You ain’t seen nothin’ yet." She wiggled her eyebrows and went back to her car for her baskets of dirty clothes.
    The front loading washer and dryer made short work of her laundry. They watched television while they folded clothes, giggling at the occasional embarrassingly ugly garment, stain or holey sock. Jack watched her put the last load in from the kitchen as he got a drink of water. She unselfconsciously removed her uniform and added it into the wash, leaving her wearing the same lovely bra and panties from the night before.
    Jack leaned against the doorframe to stare openly. When she realized he was watching she turned to him with an innocent look on her face.
    "I need to wash these by hand. Would you have a sink I can use?" she said playfully.
    She reached behind her back to unclasp her bra, slowly sliding the straps down and letting the cups fall away from her breasts. She rolled the sides of her panties down, she kept her eyes on his face until the panties fell. She stepped out of them, and used her foot to bring them up to her hands.
    Jack whispered, "You are so beautiful. Come, let me show you."
    After putting the underwear to soak in the on-suite bathroom sink, he drew her to the bed. They kissed in the dim light, touching and exploring, taking the time to be tender. He touched her face, kissing her chin and neck, caressing her breasts, not as much to excite, but to relax. He massaged her feet and legs with lotion as she lay on her stomach, moaning softly.
    He moved to work on her back, spreading the lotion between her shoulder blades. The knots of tension melted away under his gentle fingers as he kneaded her shoulders, moving her hair out of the way to squeeze along her neck. He finished with her arms and hands, squeezing outward towards her fingers, leaving her melting into a puddle in the middle of the bed.
    The quiet sounds she made slowly changed to soft snores as she relaxed into sleep. He lay down next to her, staring at her sleeping on her stomach, his arousal not letting him relax. He began to slowly stroke his shaft, squeezing hard from the base up, his eyes moving from her thighs, over her rounded curves, to the sides of her breasts. Her beautiful face was shadowed in the dim light, but she still made his heart ache when he looked at her.
    His erect member filled his fist as he pulled slow and hard, harder than he’d ever been able to convince a partner to do. He remembered her smooth sex, the taste of her as he licked her open, feeling her respond to his touch. He kept the strokes slow, enjoying the sensations as he began to leak a little from the tip.
    He ran his thumb over the top to spread the slick fluid over his whole head. His thumb and finger began to slip and slide as he stroked, pushing his head through his tight fist, working up and down all the way to his balls. His breathing started to deepen as he got closer, but he kept the pace slow to make the buildup as long as he could, attempting to keep her body and the memories of their time together in his mind.
    Going that slowly, he could feel his release coming, but pushed it away to make it better, more intense. He was leaking so much it dripped off his head onto the sheets below, flowing over his fingers into his fist. He was now able to slide into his whole fist, lubricated entirely by his own secretions. The desire to let go was almost overpowering, but he was enjoying the tension so much he stopped for a moment to let the intensity pass.
    "What are you doing?" she whispered, watching him quietly in the dimness.
    "I’m touching myself and looking at you, remembering last night," he said, surprised at his own honesty.
    "Can I watch?"
    "... Yes," he said, a little surprised..
    "Show me, I want to see how you do

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