Jar of Hearts (Glow sequel) by Molly Bryant Read Free Book Online Page A

perfume. I wanted this woman more than I have ever wanted anything else in my entire life.
     
    I bent my head down and whispered into her ear, “I can fix that,”
     
    “Fix what?” she breathed, leaning her head back just a little.
     
    “The last two years that has had your fucking sexy, black lace panties in a bunch all night,” my lips grazed the flush skin of her neck. I knew what was on her mind, and what exactly ruined her date. It was me and I was one happy bastard because of it.
     
    I ran my hands down her luscious hips, gripping the hem of her tight black dress. I pulled it up high enough so I could cup her now moist core in my hand. When I touched her at the party, I hadn't even touched her yet and she was already wet for me. That is the reaction I have wanted, and dreamed about for the last two years. It's obvious just being next to me in the car had some effect on her. I rubbed her gently, back and forth over her panties, my other hand draped across her flat stomach holding her tightly against my erection.
     
    “Am I right...” I let my lips trail up her neck to her ear. “beautiful?”
     
    “Yes,” she moaned softly, spreading her legs for me. I traced the skin across her lower back, then below the waistline of her black lace, reaching my hands down her luscious ass and between her thighs.
     
    “So wet for me,” I ran my fingers between her wet folds, up to her clit then back down again. I teased her with my fingertips. “Because you remember...” I quickly put two fingers inside her swollen entrance making her groan. “what I can do to you, and how I make you feel,”
     
    She slowly nodded, biting her bottom lip. She leaned forward placing her breasts onto the counter, spreading her legs even wider. “Please,” she begged quietly.
     
    “Please what, beautiful...” I pulled my fingers out of her, rubbing her juices lightly around her other puckered entrance. “What do you want from me?”
     
    She growled. “Everything,”
     
    I pulled my hands out of her panties, slowly bringing them to her ankles with her moaning every other breath. I went to my knees, using my thumbs to spread her wide open. I buried my tongue into her wetness, tasting the succulent sweetness on the tip of my tongue.
     
    “Oh, God,” she whispered, her legs shaking.
     
    Bringing my tongue to her ass she gasped, I felt her legs start to give out. I replaced my tongue with my fingers as I stood up, wrapping my other arm around her waist to keep her upright. I wanted this to be the best torture that she would ever know.
     
    “Who knew I could do such amazing things to you that would make you fall to your knees,” She groaned between pursed lips. It was making my dick throb watching her try to keep quiet. I rubbed her swollen folds with my hand, making sure my fingers are nice and wet.
     
    “I can't take it,” she cried, making me grin against the heated skin of her shoulder blades. “I can't,” her legs were still shaking. “Make me cum...” I rubbed her ever so lightly back and forth. “Please, please, please,” she whispered, leaning forward again onto the counter releasing a rush of heat onto my fingers. Perfect.
     
    “You know what's coming don't you?” I pushed my finger into her tight pussy at the same time I pushed my thumb into her ass, working them slowly. “You are,”
     
    She gasped, “Oh, fuck,” she moaned, gripping onto the edge of the counter as my fingers worked her orgasm. “Yes, yes, yes,” she growled, her legs once again falling from underneath her. I grabbed her by the waist and held her there securely as I felt her throbbing against my fingers.
     
    “All better, now?” I whispered in her ear, pulling my fingers out slowly.
     
    “No,” she shook her head lightly. “I want you, Ethan,” she whispered.
     
    “Where's the need?” I asked her like I did the first time we had sex at her apartment.
     
    She placed her lips close to my ear, I closed my eyes as she