EXTRACT FOR
A Career With Heat
(Nicola Nichols)

He poured drinks then sat down and slid next to her on the couch. He held one out and she took it. "To doing business," he said.



She sighed at the warm touch of his hand that appeared, resting on her leg above the knee. His touch was confident and sexy.



"Sure." 



She sipped her drink, and he moved the hand up under her skirt. She sank back into the cushions, enjoying the rush of pleasurable vibrations it sent rushing through her and sucking in a breath when his probing fingers moved under the leg of her panty. Then she let out an involuntary hiss as they touched her pussy lips. 



Her mouth came open and when she put out an arm, her hand brushed the growing bulge in his pants. 



He leaned toward her and kissed her. She returned it. 



As he broke the kiss he took her lower lip in his teeth for a moment, then he was kissing and licking her neck while his clever and inquiring hands began undoing her blouse. When he opened it and touched her, her nipples were hard.



She was really doing this.



Her clothes seemed to slither off her as if they were liquid and when she was naked except for her panties, he turned her sideways on the couch, putting her on her knees. He pulled the panties down, just a bit, and kissed, then nipped her ass cheeks. Then he was licking her ass cheeks as his hand went between her legs and explored her pussy.



Finally, he stood and undid his pants. She turned to look, to stare as he dropped those pants and exposed a beautiful hard prick. She trembled when he got behind her, his hot, hard tool brushing against her thighs then spreading her pussy lips and entering her went snatch.



"Fuck," he moaned as he filled her. 



"Oh I will," he said.



She reached back between her legs and felt the hard flesh as it entered her and then left her, felt the soft bouncing of his hairy balls against her fingers.



His thrusts were steady and began to arouse her.



"You feel my cock moving in that tight little snatch?" he asked.



"Oh fuck, yes. It's so damn good."



And it was. It had been too long since a man pleasured her this way, with a steady assurance.



"I want you to come for me," he said. "I want your cunt humming with pleasure when I come."



His words did the trick, taking her over the top, making her muscles twitch. "Nice," he said. "Feels lovely." He continued thrusting into her and then his body spasmed and the wet, warm rush of his spunk shooting in her told you he was done.



When they separated, he undressed, then gave her another drink and held her. "Let's get to know each other," he said. 



Happily, he didn't ask her stupid questions, like what she wanted out of life or what books she read, or if she had a favorite sports team. No, Jack was interested in finding out if she liked rough sex, if she'd ever done anal or had her pussy eaten in the city park and if she'd ever been to a live sex show. 



She let out a long breath before answering. "None of those," she said.