Down Under With Dad’s Best Friend by Flora Ferrari

Chapter Nineteen

Sean

I wait impatiently in the lounge, pacing back and forwards. There’s a primal energy running under my skin, something I can’t discharge or get rid of. I need her. I need to bury myself inside her. I’m finding it hard even waiting just a few minutes longer.

But I know I have to. This is all for her. It just doesn’t make it any less torturous to stand here waiting to get my hands back on her again.

I think of her naked body under that robe, the body I was caressing only minutes ago, and I had no idea it was even possible to get this rock hard.

“Alright,” she yells, from the bedroom. “I’m ready.”

I don’t need to be told twice.

In fact, I was striding over before she had even finished telling me once.

I wrench open the bedroom door and look for her – and my jaw drops.

She’s no longer wearing the robe that I was looking forward to tearing off her. Instead, she’s wearing something completely new, a lacy red lingerie set that has my eyes nearly popping out of my skull. It’s clearly intended for use in the bedroom only, the cups of the bra are sheer lace which leaves nothing at all to the imagination, and the panties are tied at either side with silk ribbons that immediately make my fingers twitch to undo them.

She turns a slow circle for me as if I need to be turned on anymore.

“What do you think?” she asks, her eyes gleaming. “I thought I’d get something you could enjoy as well this morning.”

I don’t have the words to answer her. I don’t need them. I can show her what I think with my actions.

I prowl over to her and capture her in my arms by the bed, pulling her tight against me and let my hands roam all over her back, hips, thighs, shoulders. I can’t contain myself, but I can at least make this part – this gorgeous, sinful, almost painful anticipation – last.

I break off an intense and passionate kiss to nuzzle her neck, moving my mouth down to her shoulder and sucking at her skin until I leave a more permanent mark. Something that will tell everyone in Melbourne that she belongs to me and is no longer available for anyone else. I move then, my hands sweeping over her back to find the clasp of the bra, teasing her but not undoing it yet.

I sink before her, lowering my face to her chest. I kiss her breasts through the lace, then pull it down out of the way on both sides to let her spring free of the cups. Her nipples are already hard and standing tall, making them an easy target for my mouth and tongue. I lick and nibble them until she is throwing her head back and moaning, her whole body taut and tilted towards me.

Finally, I unclasp the back of her bra and move it down over her shoulders and arms, leaving her chest completely bare. I kiss and caress her until I can’t wait any longer, and her hands are fisted in the collar of my robe, hanging on for dear life as pleasure rolls through her body.

I get to my knees in front of her, worshipping the lace panties she wears with my hands and my mouth, taking one of the silk ribbons with my teeth to pull the bow undone. I do the same on the other side and they fall to the floor, leaving her bare in front of me once again – and I reward that with careful ministration from my tongue until her legs start to shake, telling me it’s time to move onto the next stage.

I stand in front of her and lead her to the bed, helping her crawl back over it. When her head hits the pillows I kneel above her, my legs on either side of hers, and I take off my robe to throw it onto the floor.

I watch her take me in, her eyes roaming from my toned abs and pecs down to the hard rod already swaying between my legs. I don’t remember a time in my life I was ever this rock solid, so hard it’s almost painful. My cock begs for release, and there is release right in front of me, just waiting to be taken.

I lay my body over hers, propped over her with my weight on my elbows, to kiss her. With one hand I guide my cock to her entrance, finding her wet and open, ready for me.

And I claim her as my own.