Caught in the Act - Sex Stories

Caught in the Act

... baring herself to him in this way made her heart race. He’d already told her he liked what he saw when he caught her here on the couch. That wasn’t the problem. It was being almost naked and sitting just across from him while he…she had to drag in a steadying breath. He grinned and lifted his hips, shoving at the waistbands of both his shorts and underwear. He lowered them at the same time, stopping just before he got to the good stuff. “You sure you can handle this?” She watched the ridges in his stomach contract and her mouth went dry. She really wasn’t sure of anything right now. “I won’t be the one handling it, but I’m sure I’ll enjoy watching.” His huffed out a laugh and his thumbs stayed tucked in the top of his shorts, teasing her with the skin he had on display and the mystery of what remained hidden. “There’s only one problem,” he said. She clutched her loosened bra to her breasts. “What’s that?” He met her eyes. “I didn’t get to see you come.” Her cheeks flushed and a quick thrill ran through her. She knew exactly what he was getting at; she’d have to be content with an unfinished show from him or join in so they could reach that peak together. The thought of him in that moment, watching that look come over his face, she didn’t want to miss out on seeing it for real. “You want to watch me?” He gave her a half smile. “I’d rather make you come than sit back and watch, but I’ll take what I can get.” Her heart slowed to a heavy thud. “What?” Lincoln shook his head ...

... and laughed. “So pretty, yet so dense,” he teased. “What do you think all the flirting’s been about?” “I just thought—I thought you flirted with all women like that.” Knowing she’d jumped to the wrong conclusion made her happier than she’d thought possible. “You want to have sex with me?” Anna narrowed her eyes, staring at him. He’d better not be joking. “Hmm, no.” His gaze travelled over her, pausing at her mouth before moving slowly down her body. He finally looked her in the eyes. “Having sex sounds so clinical. I want to fuck you.” She let out the breath she’d been holding. A surge of something completely and utterly carnal took hold of her. “I didn’t know,” she said breathlessly. “I mean, look at you… and look at me.” He frowned, appearing annoyed by that, as if he couldn’t understand why she felt so out of her depth when it came to his physical appeal. “If you don’t shut up and come over here I’m going to start wondering why I’m so hopelessly attracted to you.” She couldn’t catch her breath. Her fingers tightened around the delicate material of her bra as she took it from her breasts and let it fall to the floor. Anna shook her head slowly. “I still want to watch you,” she heard herself saying. His gaze dropped to her bared breasts and his jaw clenched. “Better lose the panties, then.” The expression on his face made her want to kiss him. A rush of need swept through her. Her nipples tightened into sensitive buds. She pushed herself off the coffee table and slipped her ...