No Boundaries (MF)

Excerpt

Story Excerpt

The house smelled of fresh-baked cookies and brownies.

“Mmm…” Alana moaned.

Jacob smelled it, too. The sweet tang of homemade goodies made his mouth water and his stomach grumble with anticipation. It had been forever since he’d had home-baked treats. He followed Alana over to the sink, where she washed her hands. Jacob wrapped his arms around her and joined in.

She giggled. “You can’t rub your dirty hands on mine! It totally defeats the purpose.”

“It doesn’t defeat my purpose,” he growled in her ear.

Alana leaned her head back against his shoulder then turned her face into the crook of his neck. She kissed the flesh there then returned to washing her hands and his.

* * * *

Jacob’s stomach churned as she rubbed the taut flesh on his hands. She interlaced her fingers with his various times, alternating turning his palms over. She traced her fingers across his flesh a multitude of times before rinsing his hands with the warm water.

Jacob intertwined his fingers with hers and held her hands. He kept his cheek close to hers as he leaned his body closer into her small frame. He didn’t say anything nor did he expect her to. He simply held her in that moment, enjoying it while it lasted. He needed a hug. He needed her warmth. It’d been a long time since he’d held and been held by a woman. Alana didn’t refuse him, and that’s what he adored about her. She saw something in him that went far beyond the exterior of a poor man trying to get by. She saw him. Contrary to what he was sure she was told to believe, she saw him. He turned his head and kissed her cheek as their hands rested beneath the warm water. “You’re my little partner. My little friend” was all he could say because thank you for caring enough was far too much for his pride.

* * * *

Alana halfheartedly smiled in response to his statement. Only a friend? “Let’s have some brownies,” she said as she stood up straight.

She dried her hands on a towel from the drawer beneath the sink, then handed it to Jacob to use before placing it back where it belonged. She grabbed his hand again and brought him over to the island in the middle of the kitchen.

She picked up a brownie, tore off a piece, and then turned to face Jacob so that she could feed it to him.

His eyes rolled back and he moaned out loud as he chewed the soft, gooey fudge treat.

Alana smiled.

“These are delicious,” he admitted. “They taste just like my mom’s.”

“Well don’t tell her that. Let her think she’s the only one who can make brownies this good,” Alana teased.

Jacob’s only response was a soft chuckle.

“Here. Try these.” She fed him one of the warm chocolate chip cookies on the silver platter next to the brownies.

She smiled at his positive reaction. To her surprise, Jacob reached over her shoulder and grabbed another cookie. She watched him as he downed the delicious treat in record time. There was a little mound of chocolate smeared on at the corner of his mouth.

She giggled. “Come here,” she whispered as she gestured for him to lean down. When his face was just inches from hers, she leaned in to kiss the chocolate away from the corner of his mouth. She opened her mouth on his flesh and stroked him once with her tongue, and then she closed her lips on him, gently suckling away his little mess. She covered the corner of his mouth with hers and stroked him again a second time with the tip of her tongue then a third time.

She wiped the corner of his mouth with her thumb then licked her lips as she pulled away.

Jacob narrowed his gaze to her full lips. “Hey, you’ve got something right here,” he whispered and touched her bottom lip with his finger. He leaned in and replaced his finger with his hungry mouth, cupping her face with his hands as he kissed her.

Alana moaned lightly as she grasped his waist with her hands, sucking on his upper lip as he sucked on her lower lip.

* * * *

They stood like that for a while, holding each other as they kissed. Low, masculine growls escaped Jacob’s throat as he laid claim to her tender lips. He pulled her into him more as he slithered his tongue between her lips. He growled again when she opened for him. His breathing became more ragged, and his hunger grew as he listened to the soft, feminine sounds she made. Her breath was like a gentle summer breeze sweeping beneath his nose, and her hands were the erotic chains holding him close. She wanted him. He could feel it in her kiss and in her touch.

 Adult Excerpt

Jacob reached for her face towel…wet it…and then ran it over her breasts. He leaned down to whisper in her ear. “Give me five minutes, and I’ll blow your mind.”

“What are you going to do?”

He chuckled impishly and gripped her pussy with one hand. “Let’s just say you’re going to be pretty sore by the time I’m done with you.”

Alana watched as he stood up straight. They decided to lather up with soap and water while they waited. Jacob eyed her seductively as they cleaned their bodies. Her heart faltered and her belly churned as his gaze burned her body.

Jacob loved the way she ran the cloth over her curvy frame. He paid close attention when she cleansed her most intimate areas, growing harder and simply wanting to touch…to make love to her.

They stood beneath the water together, allowing the water to rinse away the soapsuds…

Then they hung their washcloths back on the top of the glass shower door before turning to face each other again.

“Turn around,” Jacob commanded.

“T–turn around?” Alana swallowed at the tone of his voice.

“Yes,” he whispered, and a wicked smile spread across his handsome face. “Turn around and bend over.”

She blushed. She couldn’t believe Jacob was actually getting ready to do that to her. She’d fantasized about it many times before, but they’d never actually talked about it. She was used to making love the traditional way and having those spontaneous sessions of hot oral sex.

He took another step closer. “Don’t make me have to turn you around.”

Alana obeyed him and bent over so her hands were splayed against the wall in front of her as she reached forward.

Jacob leaned forward so that his frame was curved against her shape. He bent down to mutter into her ear. “Now, Alana,” he rasped as he slid his hands down her slender thighs. “You can fuck me hard…but I’ll always fuck you harder.”

She briefly closed her eyes and sucked in a shuddering breath.

“Touch your toes and don’t scream.”

Her heart crashed into a million pieces as it hit the pit of her fluttering belly. She touched her toes as she was told, bracing herself as her husband stood tall and gripped her hips. He lifted her hips slightly, bringing her on her toes, and then pressed his swollen head against her pussy lips. He urged her to spread her legs a little wider and then—

“Agh!” she cried.

“Shh…” he soothed. He pounded her again.

“Mph!” She bit her bottom lip and controlled the pitch of her grunting as best she could.

Jacob was like a heavy sword ripping through her. He had her pussy stretched wide with his intrusion, and just when she thought he couldn’t possibly penetrate her deeper…

He did.

“Unh!” she helplessly whined.

The power behind his thrusting was beyond her comprehension. If he hadn’t been holding on to her, she would have toppled over with his first strike.

Alana released a sob. Jacob was so deep inside of her, she could barely think. She ached between her legs from his unmerciful pounding, while pleasurable explosions ripped through her belly and cunt simultaneously. “Baby, you make me feel so good!” she whined. “Unh!”

Jacob forced her legs closed with his thighs before spreading his thighs and arching his hips forward. He used the strength in his legs to stand in a squatting position as he fucked her passionately from behind. He held her in place and pushed his way inside her rapidly. He closed his eyes and threw his head back. She was tight, and her juices dripped from her pussy, soaking his cock as he moved in and out of her at warp speed.

“Baby, fuck me harder! Harder, baby, please…” Her ass jiggled as she bounced it up and down against him.

Jacob panted heavily with his strong chest sticking out in his heat of passion. He moved his hips backward and forward in record time, enjoying the feel of her warm nectar dripping down his big, round balls.

Alana closed her eyes tight, and her breath came soaring out just shy of a whisper. He was bumping her deep inside. A spot so sensitive it made her tremble in his embrace.

She quivered against him in desperation for a final release. Nothing but pleasure consumed her body. She was ready to let go.