BREAKING POINT

His hand moved slowly…. Determined….. Straight inside her blouse from the bottom and then upwards. His big hand cupped her left breast and squeezed gently.

Penny gasped in surprise when he did that. It was weird because she’d been expecting his touch. Waiting… And looking forward to it actually. But when his thumb and index finger found her nipple and squeezed, she moaned and her hands snaked around his neck, pulling his head down towards hers.

Despite the lack of light, Joey’s lips found hers with undeniable precision. Like his body, their warmth coaxed out a desire in Penny that she’d been trying to keep at bay, but it only kept growing stronger and stronger.

Joey broke the kiss and moved back.

“Sorry,” he started, voice suddenly very low. “I-I know what happened the last time we…. I’m”

Penny pushed her body forward, hand out, taking his face and bringing his lips back to lock with hers. She’d interrupted him, but manners be damned. Joey’s apology evaporated like the space between their two bodies. His lips were as hungry as hers, and soon their tongues joined each other in a tangled fray.

Penny moaned against him, against his taste. The sound seemed to charge him even more. He rolled on top of her, elbows out to prop himself up, all without breaking their bond. Penny more than approved of the new position, putting her hands around his neck and pulling him down to her.

She moved her hands down to the bottom of his shirt and tugged upward with enthusiasm. Instead of it peeling off easily like she’d seen in countless movies, it stuck. Frustrated, she accidentally made a huff sound against his lips. She felt the same lips curve up into a smile. Joey broke their kiss, much to her dismay.

Without a word he sat up, now fully straddling her. Penny’s chest heaved up and down, her face hot, but not as much as the rest of her when Joey did something that really raised her temperature. With her eyes fully adjusted and able to make out what he was doing, Penny watched wide-eyed as Joey pulled off his shirt and threw it on the floor. He lowered his lips back down to her, and instead of the hard crush of the last one, this kiss was a soft brush that left her wanting more. He moved his lips to her ear and whispered something that let Penny know exactly where she wanted this to go.

“Your turn.” he said softly.

He got up and held a hand to her, pulling her up and crushing his lips on hers. His hands reached for the bottom of her blouse and pulled it off her. As soon as he had stripped her to her underwear, Joey dragged his lips from hers, lifted her and began to carry her to his room.

Reaching her bedroom, Joey tossed her onto the middle of her bed, watching with glittering, heated avarice as Penny lay back on the bed, one leg straight down, the other bent at the knee in invitation. With one hand resting on her stomach, the other brushing through long strands of her loose hair, she gave him a wicked glance that left no doubt about what she wanted.

Joey almost couldn’t believe it. Couldn’t believe Penny was really there with him…. In his bed…. With that look in her eyes. His eyes darkened with desire.

Penny couldn’t believe this was happening either. This was Joey. And what they were about to do would either ruin their friendship… Or maybe it was the beginning of something even better between them…. A better part of their relationship. But she didn’t want to think about that right now. What mattered now was what they both wanted…. In this moment.

How could the man drive her so completely mad, yet still remain so in control. So far, only his shirt had come off. Here she was laid out like a Pent-house playmate, and the guy hadn’t even unfastened his belt.

“Is there anything I can do to make you go faster?” she asked, teasing him.

He shook his head.

“Maybe I should start without you.” Penny said, wondering where this daring, kinky part of her was coming from, but she loved it anyways. And judging by the look on Joey’s face, she knew he liked it too.

“Maybe you should.” he replied. That was a challenge. And maybe even a sexy plea.

Penny accepted, sliding her hand up, letting her fingertips ease a slow, lazy path across her constrained breasts. She rubbed one nipple, already hard and sensitive against the black lace.

Then she tugged one bra strap down, releasing her own sensitive mound for his perusal and her own touch.

He growled. And maybe the belt slid through the hoops of his trousers a teensy bit faster.

“Mmm,” she murmured, sliding two fingers against her nipple, toying with it, plucking lightly. Wanting to see more of that desperate want on his expression, she lowered the other bra strap, then twisted the bra around and unfastened it completely.

“You take my breath away every time I look at you,” he whispered, devouring her with that gaze. “I swear I have imagined what’s going on right now in my head so many times. Never did I ever imagine that it would be as amazing as this. You are so damn beautiful, Penny”

But the man still had his damn pants on. Penny thought.

“You know what I’ve always wanted to try, Joey?” she asked, toying with both peaks now.

“I’m afraid to ask.” Joey replied.

She smiled and sat up, scooted to the edge of the bed and let her legs part to wrap around his. The roughness of his trousers against her legs ratcheted up the level of sensation. Rough and soft, sweet and spicy.

Penny reached for Joey’s waistband, unbuttoned it, then slowly lowered his zipper. His rock-hard erection arched against her hand, but he didn’t stop her. Instead, he watched with hooded eyes as if wondering what she was up to.© NôvelDrama.Org - All rights reserved.

She hoped he’d love what she was about to do. Tugging his briefs down and pushing them, with the trousers, over Joey’s lean hips and butt, Penny breathed lightly on that silky skin. But rather than taste him, she wiggled closer. Close enough for her nipples to brush against the fine hairs on his stomach, to feel the ragged pulse as his blood raged through his veins.

“Good God, Penny” he said with a groan, finally understanding her intention.

Reaching around to clench his taut butt, Penny hugged him closer, smothering his erection between her full breasts, making a nice, soft, warm channel for him. He was helpless to resist, his muscles flexing in her hands, his pelvis tilting, his staff gliding against her body as if he was buried inside her.

“Penny,” he groaned. He twined his fingers in her hair and she looked up at him, wetting her lips, groaning in pleasure as he continued his slow, lazy thrusts.

“I never imagined how good this could feel,” she whispered, admitting she was trying something new.