Worth Waiting For by Vanessa Devereaux Page A

Kate knelt on the bed and began undoing Brock’s shirt. She peeled the white
material away from his skin and kissed his chest as she pulled it over his
shoulders and down his arms. She tossed it on top of her dress and panties.
    She unbuckled his
belt and tugged at the button of his slacks. Next she slowly unzipped his fly
and put her hand inside.
    He was wearing boxers
tonight. His pubic hair tickled her palm.
    Juices slipped from
her as her fingers grazed his rock-solid cock. She played with his balls for a while
and watched the grin, plus those lovely dimples, appear in his cheeks. That was
enough foreplay. She needed him inside her and soon. She pulled both the boxers
and pants down his legs in one hard tug.
    He stepped out of
them and in one fluid movement kicked both pieces of clothing up with his right
foot and tossed them out of the way. Brock reached over to the side of the bed,
grabbed a foil package, and handed it to her. “Maybe you’ll do the honors
tonight.”
    She took it from him,
ripped open the top, and pulled out the condom. She glided her hand over his
cock, lifted it slightly and rolled the condom onto him, hearing Brock groan in
the process.
    He parted her legs
and let them rest over his forearms, opening her up to him.
    Kate eased back
slightly, pushing her bottom toward him as he glided into her. As he thrust
forward, she lifted her butt to meet each of his movements.
    She should have
thought of this before, but maybe it was Brock’s skills that were at this very
point making her pussy spasm around his cock. Kate leaned forward, sending the
tip of his dick slightly upwards. She whimpered because nothing had ever felt
this good. She lifted her arms up and grabbed him around the upper body,
letting her head rest on his chest as they two of them seemed locked together.
    They rocked in
unison, each pushing against the other.
    “Harder and faster,”
she whispered.
    “Yes,
ma’am.”
    It was almost too much
because she was lightheaded. The candles beside the bed became a blur as she
felt her orgasm bubbling on the horizon.
    She screamed and fell
backward, crying and whimpering as she did so.
    Brock pulled her to
the very edge of the bed and pushed into her some more, causing her to climax
yet again, and as she did, she heard him panting and moaning. He went suddenly
still, threw his head back, and shouted her name. And even though he was
sheathed, she once again felt him explode inside her.
    She’d discovered one
thing tonight.
    Brock Dolan was a
keeper.
     
     

 
    Chapter Ten
     
    Brock had often
thought he’d never find a woman who enjoyed having sex as much as he did. He’d
never thought he’d find one he’d want to fuck more than a few times in one
evening, but here was Kate with her little ass stuck up in the air ready and
waiting for him.
    He ran his hands over
each cheek and gave them a slight smack, before parting them and sliding deep
into her pussy.
    Her hair hung down
her back, and he pushed it to one side so he could run his hands over her skin
while he thrust inside her. Um , he
wanted to say but was scared that it sounded silly and unromantic.
    Kate’s body made him
feel fantastic both physically and when he thought about it emotionally too. Everything
about her made him feel pretty good.
    She parted her legs
some more and pressed her butt up into the air and said something he couldn’t
quite hear.
    Brock leaned over farther
and wrapped his arms around her. “You okay, baby?” he whispered in her ear.
    “I’m feeling really
good.”
    He picked up the intensity
while bringing his hands around to the front of her body. He was able to touch
her nipples with his fingers. They’d turned into tiny little pebbles, and her pussy
clenched his dick like a blood pressure cuff.
    Brock could tell she
liked that. Her body told him everything about her needs and wants. He pulled
on her nipples, feeling her pussy squeeze him again.
    Shit, he wanted to
hang on a bit longer. He was getting