Penny groaned, the sound low and desperate. Holding her by the hips to keep her steady, Joey tilted her closer, right where he wanted her, and explored her pretty, slick folds with his mouth. As he’d expected, she nearly buckled at the sensation, but he kept her steady, completely in control. And he didn’t relent, just kept pleasuring her until he heard her cry out her climax a few moments later.
“Beautiful,” he murmured against her thigh, watching as she shook from the power of it.
He let go of her hips. She stretched again, easing this way and that, her body warm and pliant and, he would suspect, still pulsing from her powerful orgasm.
He had wanted to go very, very, slow, but right now, Joey wanted to share the moment, to be part of her deep pleasure. So he pushed his boxer shorts down, not even kicking them all the way off. Using his teeth to tear open one of the condoms he’d
She leaned back and looked up at him. "I can't believe I'm standing here like this" Penny said."Like what?" Joey asked."half naked in your kitchen" she replied simply.Joey laughed. "You could always take off my shirt""No way. The lights are on"He paused, then began to unbutton the shirt.She grabbed his hands. "What are you doing?""Taking back my shirt" Joey replied, like what he was going was very normal. Like he had been doing it for a long time."You have on jeans. You don't need this shirt as badly as I do"He slid his hands to her wrists and pulled her fingers away. When she tried to pull free, he wouldn't let go."Joey" she said with a warning in her voice.He switched tactics and started at her neck, moving his mouth over her soft skin. He cou
Penelope Hampson —more commonly known to her friends as Penny —fitted the key into the door of her little flat and stepped across the threshold into the miniature hall. The door slammed behind her in the sudden draught startling her out of a day dream. She walked into the sitting room and viewed the unlit fire, shivering. The closed door and the chill of the room seemed to drain all the warmth from her body —and suddenly that other, special, golden warmth —from her heart.Hurriedly she took off her coat, knelt down and put a match to the newspaper. She watched the flames gathering as the kindling caught, then the coal. She spread out her hands to the little blaze and tried to recapture the feeling of happiness —the glow she had felt when she was with Jeremy Gilbert during lunch. But it had gone. Her large brown eyes clouded. She sank into an armchair, feeling a sudden pang of acute loneliness.Her first th
"Perhaps" Penny thought, "If I had known what it meant to love and be loved I should not feel as I do about Jeremy"She knew now that her love for Howard, although real and sincere, had nevertheless been immature, now at twenty seven, she had really fallen in love completely and absolutely. There had been no one since Howard partly because she hadn't taken several years to recover from the shock of his death, partly because she could never be satisfied with a light, casual flirtation. It must be love or nothing for her —always. And now Jeremy had come into her life, confirming her instinctive belief that it was worth waiting for the real thing.A smile touched the corner of her lips as she relived their first meeting. It had been at a literary cocktail party. Jeremy's father was a well known novelists and he had taken Jeremy along with him for the experience and interest it might afford him. The publisher for whom Penny was working at
Penny had not been annoyed because she too, longed for more than just his embrace. But she had been hurt and Jeremy had known it."Look, baby" he tried to explain. "Please don't start thinking that I don't respect you anymore, or that I'm just out for some fun, or any damn fool thing like that. I'm serious about you —more serious than I have ever been in my life about any woman. I love you and I want you like hell. It's natural.. Just nature, that's all. Do you understand?"Yes, Penny had understood, but she had withdrawn from his embrace, afraid that his ardour would over rule her self made barriers. She loved Jeremy desperately, wanting him as much as he wanted her, but deep down inside her she knew her heart's desire was more than an affair. She wanted a husband and children.She tried to explain to him, leaving out any mention of marriage but Jeremy had not guessed at her feelings."A
It was a relief having said it, but she didn't have the courage to look at Jeremy's face. She listened, waiting for him to speak."Well, I agree it might be better" Jeremy said slowly. "But, honey, it just isn't possible at the moment. I can't ask you marry me now when I don't have enough money. It wouldn't be fair to you""Oh Jeremy. I don't care" she said breathlessly. "it doesn't matter to me whether we have one penny or millions. I can go on with my art. I can keep and take care of myself""No can do" Jeremy said. "I want to be able to support my wife... Not the other way around"Penny stiffened and the expression on her face became fixed. Jeremy reached across to her but she did not relax."Please, darling" he said gently. "Try and understand. I want to marry you, but it's financially impossible. That's the only reason, and I swear it. Look, Penny, if you like we can get engaged"
A little calmer, she carried the tea tray through to the sitting room. Jeremy was standing with his back to the fire, his legs splayed apart, cigarette between his lips. A faint haze of smoke permeated the atmosphere.Penny paused in the doorway, the picture striking her into immobility, it was as if she were seeing a stage set and most important of all, she knew that it was absolutely right. It was just as she had imagined it would be that afternoon when she realized her little flat needed a masculine presence and the smell of cigarette to make it complete, perfect. As suddenly as it had come, every trace of Penny's nervousness had left her. She felt curiously cool... Mistress of the situation."You look very....domesticated" Jeremy said, coming towards her and taking the tray from her hands. "Where do I put this?" he asked."Anywhere" Penny replied, happiness rising inside her in a bright frothy bubble. "On the t
Holding her gaze, he lowered his head and kissed her gently, seducing her mouth with slow, practised kisses until her whole body was shivering."Relax, sweetheart …" He murmured the words against her lips, holding himself still as her body melted around him, until she was moaning and quivering. Then he started to move, slowly at first, infinitely gentle as he taught her what her body could do.It was overwhelming. Like nothing she’d ever experienced or imagined."Jeremy—" Her voice broke and he slid his hand under her hips and drew her against him, controlling her pleasure.The excitement was fierce and hot, clawing at her as he increased the rhythm, and she met each driving thrust with wild abandon. It was wild and crazy and the climax hit like a violent storm. As it crashed down on them, Penny clung to his slick shoulders, shattered by the violence of the emotion that swamped both of them.-------
"Hello —what's the time?" he asked."Seven fifteen" Penny told him. "I have brought you a cup of tea"Jeremy sat up. Completely unselfconscious, he stretched his arms, rubbed his chest, and grinned at her like a school boy."Gosh! I feel good" he said. "Darling, put that cup of tea down and come here".Obediently, Penny placed the cup on the bedside table and sat down beside him, pulling her dressing gown across her knees"Modest little sweet, aren't you?" he said, still smiling. But before she could answer, he pulled her against him with a quick gesture and kissed her on the mouth. Then he held her at arms length and said :"Let me look at you. Yes, you are still as lovely as ever. Some women look ghastly in the morning... You both look and smell beautiful""I've just had a bath" Penny replied, but she was thinking : 'I was right.