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Natalie poured herself a glass of orange juice and took a long sip. She walked into her room turned on the heater and found her robe still hanging over a chair. She slipped it on, sat on the bed and picked up the remote. She turned the TV on, flipped through channels until the news came on. She listened to the weather guy talk about the forecast for the next few days. Cold and damp, he predicted. Great. Natalie really could have used Kris’s company to cheer her up, among other things.
She slumped back against the pillows, set her orange juice aside and closed her eyes. She had a day off and that meant she could sleep – except that she still had a nagging ache between her thighs that needed satisfying. She thought about calling Kris as she lay back and tried to sleep. Natalie slid her hand between her legs and touched her pussy. She was wet. The little nub of her clit poked through and begged for attention.
“Fuck it…” Natalie climbed out of bed and went into the living room. She found her pair of pants, dug into the pocket for Kris’s number and went over to the phone. Nervous still, she dialed his number and waited for something, anything.
He picked up. “Hello,” he said in a deep voice that sent shivers up her spine.
“Kris, it’s Natalie. Would you like to come over?”
“Sure. Should I bring breakfast?”
“Yeah, I’d like that.”
“Great. I’ll see you in ten minutes.”
Natalie gave Kris directions and hung up. She was anxious and aroused at the same time. She went into the bathroom, ran her fingers through her red curls and brushed her teeth. She didn’t know whether to have clothes on or leave her robe partially open, but the doorbell rang and she barely had a second to decide.
“I’ll be right there,” she called out. Natalie tied her robe shut just enough to leave a great deal of cleavage exposed. She pulled her hair back and walked into the living room. She picked up her clothes and tossed them aside before answering the door.
Kris towered over her and it became more apparent with her standing barefoot in her doorway.
“Hello,” she said.
Kris said nothing, simply bent down and kissed Natalie again with the same soft eagerness he’d shown earlier this morning. Her tongue coaxed his into her mouth and she began playing with it, letting it feel and explore her mouth. Natalie pulled him inside and shut the door behind him as she pressed her body into his. “You smell good,” she said as she nuzzled his neck.
“You taste even better,” was all he said before picking her up and carrying her to her couch.
Natalie giggled. “What are you doing?”
“I thought this was a booty call,” he said as he straightened her legs out and ran his hands from her shoulders to her breasts. He gave them both a gentle squeeze and began thumbing her nipples.
She squirmed. “I’ve been told I make a better sleep aid than a booty call.”
“Is that so?”
“Yes. Ooh,” she squirmed and wriggled her hips upward when his fingers slid inside her wet entrance.
Natalie spread her legs farther apart, allowing Kris easier access. She shuddered as his fingers deftly brushed over her clitoris, repeatedly. She sighed, clenched her fists into tight little balls and let release take over her body until Kris stopped playing with her.
She frowned. “What gives?” she cried.
“You’re too quick. Let’s slow down a little.” Kris untied her robe and tugged it over her shoulders, exposing her creamy, freckled flesh. “I very much like what I see.”
He bent down to kiss her breast but she took his face in her hands and looked directly into his beautiful dark eyes. “I don’t want to slow down,” she said as she grabbed his cock through his pants. Kris groaned as she wrapped her fingers around him. “Let’s get these off.”
Kris shook his head and took her hands in his. “Not yet.”
She groaned again.
“You’re a baby,” he chided.
“No, I know what I want. Now gimme!” She took his free hand and plunged two fingers deep inside of her cunt. She was wet, and Kris watched her expression change from whiny to almost wicked as she worked his fingers in and out of her.
Kris began stroking her insides. He caressed her inner walls with slow, steady strokes, taking control of their act.
Natalie wrapped her legs tighter around his hand until she realized she had his entire fist inside of her. She cried aloud, this time in pleasurable pain as she came hard.
Kris brought his hand out of Natalie’s cunt and licked her juice off his skin. She watched him treat his come soaked hand like a delicate flower.
“Let me,” she took his hand in hers. She spread his fingers, licked and sucked each one clean then grabbed his cock. “Now?” she pouted.