Rose
and JD find themselves deeply attracted to one another.
Unfortunately, Rose is the caregiver for her great-grandmother, a
lovely old lady who is falling prey to the ravages of dementia, which
has changed her personality dramatically. Now somewhat officious and
demanding, she occupies much of Rose's time. Even so, the young
couple manages to find a few stolen minutes together.
Sighing
dramatically, Rose flung herself on the couch, landing with her head
propped on the arm.
"Must
you be so damn practical?"
"Unfortunately."
He loomed over her, lips a mere breath from her chest. "Intending
to stay like that long?"
"Why?
Pointless, really."
She
struggled to sit up, but JD kept her body pinned to the couch,
leaning over her. Even through her clothing, Rose could feel the
warmth of his breath. He nibbled at her shirt, tugging at the fabric
with his teeth. From there, he moved to the base of her throat,
letting his breath caress her.
Rose
shivered beneath him as he continued his erotic exploration. His
mouth didn't even touch her and she anxiously awaited his next move.
With agonizing slowness, he lowered his lips to hers, kissing her
softly. It wasn't the deep, sensuous, heart stopping kind of kiss.
This one was lighter, less hard core, but even more exciting. Only
his lips touched her. His hands stayed deliberately on either side of
her body. She could feel his body heat, yet she didn't fondle her. It
was agonizing and titillating all at once.
Wanting
more contact, she pulled at his collar. His chest touched hers, but
his hands remained steadfastly at her sides. Opening her mouth more,
she tried to get him to kiss her more deeply, but he wouldn't,
prolonging their embrace. Wiggling against him, she wanted more from
him, but he refused to give it to her. Smiling, he shook his head as
his lips teased hers. In retaliation, Rose relaxed her body, refusing
to respond to his kisses.
She
shivered as a tingle ran down her spine. J.D. made note of exactly
what she liked the most, gauging his actions to thrill her.
His
hot breath teased her chest, his face less than an inch from her
breast. Her nipple tightened in anticipation. She pulled his knee
between her legs as he continued to kiss and tease her. Riding his
knee, she felt thrills throughout her entire body. Her leg pressed
against his body, tantalizing him as the friction rasped across his
zipper. He was hard and hot against her leg, but she barely noticed.
Instead, she continued to rub against him, getting off on hot breath
and friction.
Crazy
as it was, she could feel an orgasm building. She wanted him inside
her, driving hard to release it. Gasping, she pulled him closer,
riding his leg hard and fast.
Her
movements drove him to the brink of insanity. Each thrust of her hips
brought her leg up hard against him. Forgetting where he was and who
was in the other room, J.D. pulled her shirt up, dragging his teeth
across her belly and breasts as his hands sought the zipper on her
jeans. He had her pants half off, his own zipper down, ready to take
her there on the couch, when Grammy's voice called from the bedroom.
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2016 Dellani Oakes
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