She heard him say, “Big, big trouble,” and she smiled.
When Jenn and the kids showed up a few hours later, AJ and Jenn struck a deal. As AJ was the daytime caretaker, she wanted her nights free. Jenn didn’t argue, although AJ
sensed her disappointment that she wouldn’t be around in the evenings.
Only within the safety of her room did AJ wonder what she’d gotten herself into taunting Cord McKay.
You’re getting exactly what you want: the full scope of his passion. You aren’t a little girl or a shrinking violet; you are a woman going after what she wants. This might be all you ever get from him, so be greedy and take it while you can get it.
No fear, no apologies, and no regrets.
Words to live by.
Cord half-listened to his parents discussing the purchase of the Foster place. Yeah, it was exciting to transition from leasing the prime grazing land to owning the whole kit and caboodle. The amount they’d offered Florence meant they’d have to borrow money from the bank to cover the associated costs. Usually that sort of financial issue concerned Cord, but he couldn’t seem to focus beyond the thought of AJ taking the penalty he planned to mete out.
To hear her talking so boldly…it’d been more than he could stand. She about got her first lesson right there against the fence.
Luckily his folks chalked up his distraction to worry, which was fine by him. Better that than them seeing how desperately he wanted little Amy Jo Foster naked, tied up, trussed up, at his every wicked whim, right there in public—to hell with any kind of decorum.
Chores kept him from going crazy the last few hours.
Cord sipped his beer and messed with the recording on the TV screen. He heard her tires crunch on the driveway and he couldn’t help but grin with anticipation.
AJ knocked. He yelled, “It’s open.”
The screen door slammed and she stood in front of him looking sexy and…wary.
“Evenin’, baby doll. You’re late.”
“I thought you’d be happy to hear that my chat with Jenn went well and she’s agreed to take over caretaking duties when she gets home from work.”
“Which leaves you where?”
“Here. Starting at around 6:00 every night.”
“It’s 7:00 right now. Where you been?”
Two spots of color dotted her cheekbones. “I told you.”
“You owe me an extra hour. Now c’mere and kiss me.”
Her face relaxed. She bent down to brush her mouth across his. Not in a teasing manner, but tentative.
Cord kept the kiss easy. When AJ began to get more demanding, he backed off. “Did you shut the front door?”
“Go shut it, make sure it’s locked and come back here.”
By the time she returned he’d finished the beer. “Take off your clothes. I wanna see nothin’ but that gorgeous bare skin.”
Her fingers started at her throat and worked the buttons on the sleeveless blouse until it fluttered open revealing a bra the color of sun-ripened peaches. Pop pop pop and the fly of her jeans showed a slice of skin and matching peach panties. She shimmied the jeans to the floor and stopped.
“There a problem?” he asked.
“N-no. I just didn’t know if you meant completely naked.”
AJ’s whole body flushed a rosy pink as she stripped. Her platinum hair fell across her face, obscuring her expression.
“Baby doll, look at me.”
She tipped her head up and met his gaze.
“Come sit on my lap.”
“Aren’t you gonna take your clothes off first?”
Cord shook his head. He patted his thighs.
She tried to sit sideways with her left hip pressed to his, but Cord reversed her so her ass was nestled against his groin. “Relax.” He positioned his hands on the inside of her knees and urged them open.
AJ obediently stretched out at his command, but she was strung tight as a new roll of baling twine.
He stroked his hands down the outside of her legs.
“Is this my penalty? I’m naked and you’re not?”
“No.” He kissed the tender rise of her shoulder. “We’ll get to the penalty portion later. Right now, I’m gonna touch you however I want while we watch TV.” Cord grabbed the remote and hit PLAY.
The image on the screen solidified. A naked woman. On her knees and unzipping a man’s pants with painstaking precision. Oohing and ahhing over the bounty she’d discovered as she fondled his c**k with her hand. Then she rubbed the length over her enormous tits, wiping the tip of his cockhead on the tips of her hardened red ni**les. She teased his dick over her cheeks and jaw in complete ecstasy, finally stroking her full, glossy lips across his stiff prick.
AJ’s breath caught.
“Ever watched p**n with a man?”
“Why are we—”
“You’ve never given a real blowjob, have you, AJ?”
She shook her head.
“Watch. Learn.” He nipped her earlobe. “There will be a test later.”
“Oh. Wow. Okay.”
The woman onscreen licked up and down the man’s shaft with the flat part of her tongue. Then her pink tongue flickered from root to tip in a zigzag pattern. Up and down.
Faster and faster. The camera moved from her tongue to the ecstasy on the man’s face and everything switched to slow motion.
Cord cupped AJ’s br**sts, rasping his thumbs over her ni**les until they were hard peaks. He dragged wet kisses up the side of her neck.
She turned her head to reach his mouth.
“Huh-uh. Eyes on the screen. The best part is just about to start.”
“You touching me is the best part.”
He chuckled. “True.”
The woman on the TV worked her hand from the guy’s balls to the tip in a twisting motion while suckling the purple knob. She’d take a break to scrape her teeth up the vein.
AJ whispered, “Doesn’t that hurt?”
“Only if you bite down.”
“I’ll remember that.”
Cord placed her hands on AJ’s bare br**sts and said, “Touch yourself here. Show me whatcha like.” He trailed his fingers down her belly, loving how the taut skin quivered in anticipation of his touch.
“Don’t close your eyes. Keep watchin’. See how she takes the whole c**k in her mouth? Opens her throat? Tightens her lips as she’s pullin’ back? See how her saliva makes his c**k shiny? How much easier keepin’ her mouth wet makes it glide in?”