“But you look good.”
“Honey, so do you.I like curves.I especially likeyourcurves.”
She puffed a breath and then reached back to undo the bra herself.She let it drop and watched for my response.
Her nipples were larger, and I could see slight white lines on the skin.But if she looked down at my sweats, she’d see that I was hard as a rock.I lifted a breast in each hand and leaned down to kiss them.
“Beautiful,” I said.Her body started to relax, until I licked one nipple and then gently sucked.
“Justin!”she squeaked, the nipple pebbling in my mouth.Her hands found my hair and gripped tightly.I released her and she tugged.“More!”
I was happy to do whatever she wanted, but I was going to get a knot in my back bending over like this, so I wrapped my arms around her waist and lifted.She let out a surprisedoofwhen I dropped her on the bed.“Much better,” I said as I crawled up and braced myself over her.
“Is it?”She smiled, but it wavered.
“I’ll show you.”
I lowered my weight on my arms, and her breasts were there, one wet, one begging to be the same.I’d have to take care of that.Her hands were soon in my hair again, grabbing, little zips of pain that kept me anchored while I feasted on one then the other.
“Please,” she whispered.
I started kissing lower.Her muscles tensed and loosened beneath my mouth.I reached her waistband and tucked a finger in to pull it down.As the elastic stretched and exposed more skin, she stiffened and held the pants in place with one hand.
I checked her expression.“What is it?”
A long breath escaped her.“I’m just self-conscious.”
I dropped a kiss on her abdomen then pushed up.“I’ll go first, okay?”
There was a crease on her brow but she nodded.I knelt, shoving my sweats and boxers down.Then dropped to my ass to pull them off.
I wasn’t quite in playing shape, but I’d been working out while I’d been here.I knelt over her again.“May I?”
Her eyes were roving over me, my stomach, less defined than during the season, my dick, standing at attention, and the bush of hair around the base.
SuddenlyIwas self-conscious.Was she comparing me to her ex?If ever there was a guy who manscaped… “I used to trim, but…” That was something Sharleen had considered important, but as I retreated into myself, I hadn’t bothered.
She met my eyes, a slight smile curling up her lips.“I haven’t either, so…”
I reached for her pants again and this time she didn’t stop me.I hooked her waistband and tugged them down, grabbing her underwear too.She helped me kick her clothes off, and then she was finally naked below me.
I wanted to stare, map out every inch of her skin, but it was more important to show her how sexy she was.I pressed kisses to her waist, her belly button, noting the white stretch marks and laving each one with my tongue.Then I was at her pussy, her hair thick and her core wet and warm for me.I nosed through her pubic hair while she squirmed underneath me.I braced my weight on my left hand, and with the right, combed through until I found her clit and licked it, my fingers moving to her sex, sliding one inside as I sucked on her.
“Justin!”My name came out high and shaky.I remembered this, the way she was before her orgasm tipped over the edge.
I slid in another finger, rubbing against her walls, and soon she came on my mouth and my hand.I stroked, gently, until she squirmed and tried to move away.I lifted my head and saw her staring down at me with wide, glassy eyes.
“Okay?”I asked.
She smiled and nodded.I sat back, wiping my hand across my face.I’d remembered Mia’s body, the things that brought her to her peak, and I felt awesome.Still horny, but this was a win for me.
Mia sat up, put her hands on my chest and shoved until I fell on my back.
“My turn.”Her grin was wicked.“Stay still.”
Mia
That had been amazing.My worries about the changes in my shape fled.Justin remembered my body, but now it was time for me to show him I hadn’t forgotten what he liked either.