October Ghosts (A Southern Romance Monthly) by CJ Hockenberry Page A

It felt swollen and so sensitive. Everything felt so good as he moved her juices around her, slipped his fingers inside of her, and then used his thumb to press her clit again, and then again, and again until—
      The orgasm came fast. Faster than she'd ever been able to bring herself. She arched her back as her muscles grabbed hold of his fingers and pulsed with each wave of pleasure. He didn't stop, but continued to move his fingers, only lessoning as her orgasm faded until she opened her eyes and discovered he was holding her in his left arm, his right where she never wanted it to move.  
    He was looking down at her with wonder on his face. She reached up and touched his cheek. He moved enough to take her fingers into his mouth and suckle them. In a single movement he bent down and took her into his arms. Matt set her on the bed and stepped back. She removed her panties as he removed his jeans. His erection was a thing of beauty. He was so magnificent as he moved across the bed and rested his body on top of hers.  
    He braced himself on his elbows and knees and she knew he didn't want to crush her. They kissed…oh she enjoyed his kisses and could disappear into them. All through school and college she'd always heard from her friends about these guys that could kiss them into an orgasm.  
    Now she understood what that meant.  
    "Chloe…" he said softly as he moved his sweet mouth to her cheek. "I need you."  
    "I want you inside of me," she heard herself say. And she meant it. She really, really meant it.  
    He relaxed against her then, and moved his kisses down her neck to her breast, giving each of them equal attention. By the time he moved to her belly button and she realized what he was doing, Chloe knew she was going to come again.  
    The moment his tongue sliced between the lips of her vagina she arched her back. The warmth of his tongue against her clit and his gentle probing was too much. She rode the next wave with as much delight as the first but she wanted him inside. She wanted to feel him against her, in her, a part of her. She wanted their union.  
    Matt moved up and knelt over her. "I don't have any—"  
    "Top drawer."  
    He leaned over and pulled the packet from the drawer. "Mmm…ribbed for a woman's pleasure."  
    Chloe grinned up at him and took the packet from his hands. "Then it's my pleasure to get it on." She tore it open and eased the latex over his cock. Just looking at it, she knew it was the perfect size and she wanted it in. Now! Once the condom was in place, he eased over her again and pushed himself in just the right place.  
    She opened her legs wide and took him in as deep as possible. Chloe watched his face and decided she had to see him come. She must. She wrapped her legs around him tighter and held on he began to thrust. He was timid at first but she reached own and ran her hands over the muscled mounds of his perfect arse. She wanted him to move harder. Faster. She wanted him to—
    And then it happened.  
    Something she'd never experienced before.  
    She came. He came. The orgasm had snuck up on her! His thrusts, his smell, the push of his cock inside of her, against her sensitive clit, and then the look on his face all brought her back to that wave of joy, of pleasure, of union.  
    And when they were finished he remained inside of her, spent, panting, and kissing her once again. "You…are the most incredible woman I've ever met, Chloe Stohl."  
    She returned his kisses and ran her hand over his arm. A light film of sweat coated his skin. He was beautiful, and he thought she was beautiful.  
    He relaxed beside her, as he finally pulled free. She went to her bathroom and grabbed a towel and a washcloth of warm water. When she returned his eyes were closed so she removed the condom, used the washcloth to clean him and then the towel to dry them both.  
    Matt was asleep. He lay like the beautiful prince he was. And when she curled up against him, he took her into his