Lisa's

Lisa smoothed her black dress down her thighs while keeping her back turned to Kevin. She’d remained oblivious to him; her job kept her busy enough to ignore him, despite the moisture between her thighs. Good thing she wore panties today.
But when a pair of muscular arms settled around her waist and pulled her to him before he placed a chaste kiss on her neck that sent tingles spiraling up and down her skin.

“Fuck.” She turned around, cut off by another kiss on her mouth. She opened herself to him while mentally chiding herself for not being in control of the situation. This was her seduction, not his.

“Mmm, that’s better.”

Lisa turned around to kiss him back. Their eyes met, and she saw the flash of lust in those beautifully icy blue eyes before her tongue pushed between his lips and wrestled with his for control. Visions of past kisses ran through her head, memories of the times she’d made out with him on top of the hood of his Cadillac while his fingers were down her panties and pushing into her, stroking her into orgasmic bliss.

“Now that seems more like a good afternoon kiss. Care for an afternoon delight?”

She pulled away and ignored the way those black jeans hung off hips she hadn’t touched even when they were dating. He wouldn’t take her further because she was too young for him at the time and he had his own fears. But damnit, how she wanted to taste all of him.

Right now?

She had things to do.

Kevin followed behind, his essence taking up more space than his physical, filling her nose with his rich sandalwood scent.

She knew his fears; hoped he no longer possessed them. She wasn’t a teenager anymore. She didn’t need to waffle between pure lust and puppy dog love.

While Kevin hovered around her, she moved her cart and re-shelved books before moving back to the front desk.

She yanked at his ponytail, then dipped beneath the desk, a smile across her mouth at her coyness.

No, she hadn’t had anyone since, he’d been the one she wanted to take her.

But his hovering would get her in trouble!

Kevin explained to her about his past relationships, how they’d all wanted the money, the sex, but not the person. It made her sad and when she told him, he replied by telling her he admired her naivety.

Funny, she thought it was innocence.

He loved that too; the burning look in those eyes giving her a clue to all the dirty things he could do if he’d have just gotten over her age.

Now, at twenty-six?

She didn’t have to worry about that shit.

His hovering reminded her of when they did date, and it drove her nuts. She picked up a book, handed it to him, and grabbed him by the shoulder to lead him to a table in the back. “You need to stay here for a moment. Actually?”

He quirked a brow.

“Until I’m done. “

When he looked askance at her, she faced him, lifted her dress just enough to show him a peek of panty, then turned away, laughing internally at his wide-eyed expression.

She’d finished her shift two hours later and came back to the table to see Kevin had fallen asleep, phone in hand. Naturally, his trading platform was open, making her wonder how much money he made or lost today.

Remembering his desire for wealth as a reason, just legal Lisa couldn’t have all his attention made her appreciate the time they’d spent apart, even as she missed him, the memories of sneaking out to his apartment while her father slept.

But now?

She set her hand on his shoulder, tugged his ponytail once more.

He lifted his head up, opened his eyes, and blinked at her.

“Come on, I’m finished for the day.” She started for the exit, glancing over her shoulder to watch him rise.

He stretched, slid his phone back in his pocket before following her outside.

When the door closed, he grabbed her, spun her around and pinned her to the wall before sealing his lips over hers in a demanding kiss that had her instantly squirming and soaking her panties.

He pulled back, lust burning brightly in his eyes.

“Mmm, Kevin, I did always like that.”

“As did I Lisa. How have you been? It’s been a while.”

“Yes, it’s been a few years and I’m still alive.”

She started for the street to head home.

He followed along, keeping her on the inside of the sidewalk, something older than Lisa appreciated now.

After a few moments, Kevin grabbed her hand and kept walking.

“So do you still see John?’ Kevin reached for her hand as he spoke.

“No, and I’m glad the bastard’s not in my life. He didn’t treat me well.”

“I remember how you told me he hurt you badly.”

And she’d run to Kevin, even after throwing him away because she’d been so hurt, she needed something. He still wouldn’t fuck her and help erase the bullshit that bastard caused her, but he’d stayed up late with her despite having to work early the next morning. “Yes, that he did. Asshole. I just don’t understand men sometimes.”

“Lisa, I have some sad news for you, I don’t sometimes either.”

He swallowed hard.

Lisa headed toward a little restaurant Kevin mentioned an interest in a month before they broke up. She caught Kevin looking around at the sights before them while inhaling the briny scent of the ocean.

He’d changed.

He’d grown hard.

What happened to him?

She wouldn’t ask that now. Her body, her mind, had other plans. When he answered the phone a month ago, she’d been shocked because they hadn’t spoken in so long she wasn’t sure he’d remember her.

‘Of course, I remember you. The one I didn’t sleep with.” He chuckled.

She frowned but asked him to come to Galveston.

Her plans included showing him, rather than telling him, that they could have that chance now. She was grown up, and she’d show him.

They continued walking now, his grip on her making her feel like she belonged,
like she’d made the right decision.

Their differences in age pushed them apart.

Lisa hoped things wouldn’t be the same.

Kevin broke the silence before they stopped. “So, where are you taking me, Lisa?”

“Right there.” She pointed to a rustic-looking building with a sign that read the name of the restaurant.

“You’re taking me to eat?”

“I know you’re always hungry. So I get to treat you.”

He shoved his hands in his pockets. “Shit. My wallet is in my car.”

“You don’t have things linked to your iPhone?”

He shrugged. “I haven’t seen you in how long? I didn’t want any interruptions to come between us. But I can turn back—”

She lifted her hand up, pressed two fingers against his mouth. “Kevin, hush. You won’t need it this time. I’m working now.”

“Goddamnit.”

“Does that hurt your pride?”

“Yeah, a little.”

“Good. You need to be humbled. Humor me.”

“Yes, dear.” He nodded.

They walked into the restaurant, and Kevin glanced around. The restaurants’ charm made up for its lack of elegance. They hit the restaurant just before the dinner crowd, were seated right away and Kevin began thumbing through the menu.

“Stop thumbing for it, it’s on the back.”

“What?”

“Kevin, the wine list is on the back here. It’s not that big either.”

“Oh, well, I wasn’t looking for that.”

She rolled her eyes. “Liar.”

When he didn’t respond, she batted her eyelashes at him.

“Damn I want you, Lisa.” He muttered under his breath.

She picked up the menu, peered over the top, and batted her eyelashes at him again. If he had any idea how wet her panties were, he’d definitely have to lose his shit here, because she wouldn’t take no for an answer.
Not after being denied for all that time.

Lisa slipped off her high heel and ran her foot up and down his thigh, enjoying how he squirmed and smirked.

“I mean it. You’re playing with fire.”

“Are you actually going to do something about it this time?”

When he lifted his menu and looked back at it, rather than meeting her gaze, she had her answer.

They ordered, ate, and had finished dinner in an hour. Kevin excused himself to the restroom while she paid the check. When he returned, they were ready to go.
She took his arm in hers and they headed out the door.

“Where are we going now, Lisa?”

“There’s a fire that needs tending to.”

“Oh?”

She turned toward him, smiled and kissed him, sliding her tongue between parted
lips, tasting chardonnay and an Italian seafood dish.

“Mmhmm.”

Lisa pointed to a rundown building and Kevin nodded at her.

“What of it, Lisa?”

“You’ll see. In there.”

He followed her to the door of the warehouse she’d been watching for weeks. No, this wouldn’t be her bedroom; her stupid roommate wouldn’t leave even when bribed. But it’d be something that would hopefully sate her longing.

Kevin grabbed the door, pulled it open and gestured for her to enter.

She did, he followed behind and the second the door shut, she felt hands on her ass before she’d been shoved against the wall.

His mouth found hers while he squeezed her ass.

She moaned into the kiss, his rough touch flooding her pussy while images of the past filled her mind.

All those times he’d had his thick fingers down her panties and in her pussy, making her squirm and beg for his cock.

But twenty-two-year-old Kevin wouldn’t give in.

Now?

His erect cock pressed against her.

He pulled back, but slid his hands over her hips.

She shivered and glared at him. “Kevin, you did this to me regularly, you get me all hot and bothered and then leave me. I have to please myself alone. It pisses me off. So now it’s my turn, only I’m getting what I want. You’re not getting away.”
Her voice was thick with determination.

“Do you see me protesting, Lisa?” He slid his hands up her sides and down again, brushing against her breasts.

She pressed her lips into his hard, her wanton thoughts radiating throughout her body with lustful rage.

They met for another kiss.

His hands moved down the back of her dress, pulling her into him.

His cock brushed against her thigh.

If he were smart, he’d yank his jeans down, hike her dress up and shove his cock deep inside.

They continued kissing, his grip possessive while his mouth devoured hers.

Tongues danced, wriggled, fought for control Lisa refused to give, while he cupped her ass and rolled a nipple between his fingers.

She moaned into their kisses, the feel of his teeth nipping at her jaw and down her neck, sending shudders through her. Lisa struggled but forced herself to unclench her fists, take hold of his arms.

Again, Kevin stopped kissing her but held her firm against the wall.

Lisa pushed off, bit at him, nipped his earlobe.

He groaned.

She repeated the gesture while pulling him to her, hoping he’d get the fucking hint.

His heart hammered in his chest; good. She wanted him going crazy because she was determined to ride him and finally slake their lust.

The way he’d ran his hands over her body reassured her he still loved curvy Rubenesque women.

Or maybe it was just her.

When he slapped her ass, she squirmed.

It was definitely her.

Kevin moved his hand from her ass to cup her, pushing her panties and a finger into her wet slit.

Her hips rocked with his fingers and her hard nipples strained against her bra.

She struggled to stave off the first orgasm, because she wanted it from his cock.

He continued working her, the fabric of her panties creating delicious friction against her clit while she reached for him, yanked his shirt up.

He stepped back, tossed it aside.

“That was my line.”

Kevin didn’t hesitate; he closed the gap between them and pushed his finger back into her.

That set her off, had her shaking, biting his shoulder while she moaned her first orgasm and felt her knees begin to fail her.

He held her firm against him, his one hand cupping her mound while fingering her, his other on her ass, steadying her.

He’d been her rock then; he would be now.

When her orgasm subsided, she reached for his zipper, fumbled with it. “Ugh.
These damn things are so troublesome, Kevin.” She yanked it down with success and saw his dick spring forward.

“You look like you’ve managed.”

“Yes, well. Oh, look at your beautiful cock.”

He leaned into her.

She’d wanted a taste. Just one.

When she took him in her mouth, she realized she’d never want just one taste. Greedy, she’d want to treat and taste as much as she could, like the glutton he accused himself of being.

Long, slow strokes of her tongue along his shaft had him moaning, his hands gripping her shoulders.

She tightened her hold on him, wrapping her lips around his cock while drawing him in and slowly sucking him out until she’d reached his bulbous head. She popped him out with a wet, sucking sound, then kissed his cock, enjoying how it twitched each time she’d flicked her tongue over it, or pressed her lips against it before taking him all the way down her throat.

Kevin moaned, began moving his hips and fucking her mouth.

She looked at him, saw his eyes glazing over. Lisa stopped, because torturing him would be more fun.

Plus, payback for a year of not fucking her.

She had consented.

When she pumped him, then stopped, she looked up. “There.”

“Well?” He cocked his head slightly.

“Don’t be a prick, Mr. I have yours in my hands.”

“That you do. What do you intend to do with it?”

“Whatever I feel like.”

“What do you feel like doing, Lisa?”

“I don’t know Kevin. Every time we’ve fooled around?” She licked the head of his cock before finishing her sentence, “you’ve pulled away. I thought you were not interested in me what so ever.”

“Lisa, that’s not true at all. You just picked all the times to play with me while someone might catch us. Like your father.”

“Yes, well, I’ve done it before.” She giggled. “You also said the age difference was a problem.” She gave him another pump. “Is it a problem now?”

He let out a grunt, and his grip on her shoulders tightened.

“You were too young, Lisa.”

“I’m not now. And again, I consented.”

“Not in the eyes of the law. And I’d rather not have your father kill me before I even played this out.”

“Play what out Kevin?”

“Lisa, we’ve been over this several times. You know how I felt.”

“Yes, well, I think before I suck your cock anymore you should tell me how you feel.” She squeezed him again.

“Oh baby, if you keep that up, I’ll come before you get what you-oh Lisa!”

She flicked her tongue over his cock again, enjoying it twitch while watching him squirm and try to maintain his precious control. “Tell me Kevin. Tell me how you feel. Tell me once again why you feel that way.”

“I love you Lisa. You’re so passionate. I’ve wanted you for a long time.”

She’d steered them so he now fell against the wall while she wrapped her lips around his cock and drew him in and out once more. Still on her knees, despite the pain of the concrete, she looked up at him, satisfaction clear in her mind.

“See, now that wasn’t so hard. Now I’m going to tell you what I want.” Lisa stood, faced Kevin while still holding his cock.

“What do you—” She sealed her lips over his as her tongue split his lips and pressed her hand to his firm, bare chest as if to hold him against the wall so he couldn’t get away this time.

Kevin moved with her hand, leaned into the kiss.

His normal control seemed to shatter; at least she’d hoped so.

She’d waited all this time. Several years of not having him in her life, or in her pussy. “I’m going to ask you once again. Fuck me, Kevin.”

He dropped his hands to her sides, hiked her dress up, and took his cock in his other hand.

She leaned into him, felt him push her panties aside and tease her pussy.

Lisa bit his bottom lip, enjoying his groan while letting out one of her own.

Slowly, Lisa spread her legs apart, arched her hips toward his slick cock.

“Kevin, fuck me now.” Her words came out in a raspy whisper.

He hiked her off the ground.

She wrapped her thighs around him, feeling him tease her pussy again.

When he slid inside, she felt him spear her completely, her hips finally joining his, but she couldn’t stop the scream from coming out at his speed.

“Lisa?”

She threw her arms around his neck, shoulders for purchase. “No. Don’t you dare pull out.”

She grabbed his hips and held him to her, breathing to let herself adjust to his girth before she felt his hands on her ass.

This felt right.

“Finally.”

“Yes, finally.” He growled, started moving.

Each stroke in and out filled her, sent waves of pleasure throughout her entire body and had her soaring into orgasm territory. “Kevin, oh god honey, deeper, yes, I’ve waited so long for your cock in me.”

He was silent except for low groans. He drove each thrust harder than the last, their bodies slamming against each other while he held her so tight, she thought she might actually break into a million pieces of bliss.

She didn’t want this to stop, so she forced herself to slow down, but Kevin didn’t seem to get the memo.

He kept pounding harder, faster, driving her toward another climax that started off as one, then blended into another and another until she’d lost count.

“Fuck me, Kevin! You’d better come in my pussy!” She rasped the words out while their sweat slicked bodies continued moving in flow.

He took the hint when she squeezed her thighs tighter around his hips and grabbed her ass hard enough that she’d have nail marks on her for a few days. It didn’t matter because she’d finally had what she’d wanted for so long.

Kevin continued pumping until his grip on her tightened, he’d stopped thrusting, remaining completely buried in her while his hips jerked and he shot deep inside her.

Oh, and the way he’d called out her name sent one last orgasm crashing down on her, so they came together.

“My baby, Kevin.” Lisa buried her head in his shoulder, stroked his hair free of the ponytail and enjoyed hearing him pant as much as she had been. And in that moment, she’d refused to let go.

“We’ll have to repeat that.”

He didn’t let go. Instead, Kevin held her to him, still buried inside while his touch softened, but still held that flair of possession.

She swore she heard him whisper ‘mine.’

Funny, she felt the same way. “I have more time. I can come visit more. I promise.”

“I’d like that.”

Slowly, he pulled out and let her down, though he held onto her because her legs wouldn’t hold her up at first.

“Me too, little angel. Because…”

He pressed his fingers to her lips.

Lisa resisted the urge to draw them into her mouth and suck on them. Mostly because she wasn’t sure she had anything left after that romp.
He certainly appeared to.

They ended up dressing, walking back to her car and driving to her apartment, where he’d fucked her doggy-style and fell asleep on the couch, cradled in each other’s arms.

She swore she heard him whisper an ‘I love you,’ and smiled.
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