its downward drop as she opened up his shirt, one button at a time, revealing a ripped and muscular torso underneath. His skin was tan and there was a sexy amount of chest hair over his pectorals, which normally would have been enough to send Kat’s panties flying off of her body. However, AJ’s muscular frame was what really had her hypnotized.
“You weren’t lying,” Kat muttered, as she undid the final button.
AJ pulled the dress shirt the rest of the way off and let it fall to the ground at their feet. “Lying about what?” he asked.
“The swimming thing,” she said. “You know, the whole English Channel, professional swimming story.”
AJ just chuckled as he grabbed her by the waist and pulled her close. “I have no reason to lie to you, Kat. Let’s get that clear right now.”
It wasn’t like she cared either way. He could have lied like crazy and told her he was an Olympic gold medal winner or something. It didn’t change the fact that his body was rock hard and ripped, making him look like a Greek god.
Her hands drifted up his stomach, bouncing over his washboard abs. She was in complete awe of what stood in front of her and the desperate aching in her crotch continued its incessant throbbing.
“You. Are. Gorgeous,” she stated.
Without responding, AJ leaned forward and began kissing her again. His hands dropped to the lower part of her dress. He pulled it up to her waist, touching the bare skin of her behind. She was only wearing a thin white G-string, so AJ had access to nearly all of her. Kat gasped at the sensation of his touch and an explosion of excitement filled her.
This is really happening. Fun Kat came through for me tonight, there’s no denying it, she thought.
Their hands drifted all over each other’s bodies as they kissed. AJ pulled away after a moment, and brought the bottom of Kat’s dress up to her belly. She lifted her arms without being instructed, and AJ pulled the dress over her head, tossing it away.
“Oh, my God,” AJ groaned, as he looked her up and down.
The shock and admiration in his eyes gave Kat a huge boost of confidence. She was standing in front of him wearing only her bra and panties. She was more exposed to a man than she had been in some time, but based on AJ’s reaction, she had nothing to be ashamed of.
“You are incredible,” he growled, as he stepped toward her and wrapped his hands around her upper thighs.
With one gentle lift of his muscular arms, he picked Kat up and carried her with ease across the room. He set her down on one of the sofas. She laid back and relaxed her hands over her head, arching her back so as to push her chest toward him.
The bulge in AJ’s pants had grown even firmer, pushing out on the black slacks. She could feel it as he hovered over her, kissing and biting her neck. He growled into her as he moved downward, dragging his lips between her cleavage. One of his hands moved gracefully upward and unclipped her bra, getting her that much closer to being completely naked.
“Yes,” Kat mouthed, though no actual sound escaped her lips.
AJ’s tongue meandered all over her chest, stopping to give extra attention to her nipples. His touch sent pulsating pleasure into her, each flick of his tongue sending an electric shock of sensation. Without even realizing it, Kat had begun to grind her hips upward, pressing her most sensitive area into the bulge in AJ’s pants. They rhythmically moved their bodies, becoming more entangled by the second. She wanted to feel him. It was like she couldn’t get close enough. Every inch of bare skin that she touched just made her wet desire down there become more intense.
“My turn,” Kat said, suddenly wanting to taste the man who had her pinned to the couch.
AJ lifted his face from her chest and then stood in front of the couch. Kat sat up and undid his belt, pulling his slacks to his knees. Her lips parted when she saw what was underneath his boxer briefs, begging to get out.
Rebecca Hamilton, Conner Kressley