“You have a call to make now? Really?” Her eyes were wide with disbelief. “You’re going to work now?”
“One minute, Abby.” It was the last thing I wanted to do but I had to. I grabbed my phone and dialed the number. “Hornby, this is Dylan.”
“Dylan, good to hear from you. I’ve got some good news.” His voice was gruff.
“Yes,” I said, “I got your email. That’s why I called.”
“There’s a Barbara. She has some information for you.”
“Pertinent information?” I asked.
“Yes,” he said, “I think you’re going to want to talk to her.”
“Okay. And when is she available?”
“Tomorrow. I’m going to set up a meeting for you. Four o’clock. I’ll send you the information.”
“Okay. And what does she know?”
“I think you need to talk to her. Face to face. In person. Okay?”
“Okay. Thank you, Hornby.”
“You’re welcome, sir. If you need any more information or if you need me to track anyone else down, you let me know.”
“Will do. Thank you.” I hung up on the private investigator. My heart was racing. So he’d found someone. This trip wasn’t for nothing—but I wanted more information. Who was this Barbara? How was she involved in all of this? My head was spinning. But then I caught sight of Abby on the bed, half-naked, and all other thoughts fled my mind.
Throwing my phone onto the couch, I climbed onto the bed and pulled her up to kiss me. Her hair fell to the side and she stared at me with lust and eagerness and excitement and passion there that I hadn’t seen in a woman’s eyes in years.
“Take off your jeans,” I ordered, watching as she lay back on the bed, undid the zipper, and wiggled out of them.
As much as I wanted to take her jeans off, I wanted to watch her more. Finally, they were on the ground, and she was lying on the bed in just her panties. She looked at me almost innocently. Beautiful Abby. Sexy as the day was long. Sexy as the night was dark.
I kissed her again, and again, I ran my finger down around her breasts and trailed them lightly over her stomach. She giggled.
“You’re sensitive there,” I chuckled. She nodded, smiling. My fingers continued to her panties and then stopped and looked into her eyes. They were wide and eager and excited. “So … you sure you wouldn’t just rather watch TV?”
In response, she pulled me down onto the mattress next to her. She kissed the side of my face and ran her fingers down my chest. And I groaned as her fingernails dug into my nipples.
“I couldn’t care less about ‘Come Dine with Me’ tonight,” she said softly, “Maybe tomorrow.”
“You changed your mind rather quickly, didn’t you?”
“Perhaps,” she said, “but it’s been a while.”
“Oh, it has, has it?”
“Shh,” she said, “I don’t want to talk about that.”
“What do you want to talk about?”
“You taking your pants off.” She looked confident. Excited. Happy.
“Your wish is my command.”
I quickly undid my belt buckle and pulled my pants down. I was now just in my black briefs.
Her eyes devoured my almost naked body. I could tell she was happy with what she saw, and then her gaze landed on the outline of my cock through my briefs. I was confident. I knew I was big. Seven and a half inches when I was hard. I wondered if she’d be able to take all of me.
“Like what you see?” I said with a grin.
“I haven’t seen anything yet,” she said, her eyes innocent, her smile demure.
“You’re a tease, aren’t you, Abby?”
“Who, me?” She shook her head. “Not at all.”
“I think you are,” I growled. I leaned down, grabbed the top of her panties with my teeth, and pulled them down. She spread her legs for me as I pulled them off her feet, and I stared at her in all her naked glory. She was completely clean down there. “I see you got the full wax, then.”
“I didn’t want any hair showing.”
“I like a little hair. Maybe a strip landing,” I said with a wink.
“Well, I didn’t know you’d be looking at my private parts.”
“You mean your pussy?”
“Really, Dylan?”
“What? You’re lying naked on the bed in front of me. I can’t say pussy?”
“Dylan!”
In answer, I ran my finger up her inner thigh then gently rubbed her clit. Her entire body trembled. “It’s been a while, huh? Or do you just love my touch?”
“You’re a tease, Dylan.” Her eyelids fluttered shut as she spread her legs even wider. “But yes, it’s been a while.”
“I’m going to enjoy fucking you, Abby.”
“I guess it hasn’t been a while for you, huh?”
“I don’t think you really want the answer to that.” I loved watching her squirm on the bed as I flicked against her clit. I slid a finger inside of her. She was already wet and tight, and her pussy clenched on my fingers. It was going to feel amazing with my cock inside of her. I groaned as she pulled me down closer towards her.
“Take off your briefs, Dylan.” She reached down and rubbed my hard cock through the thin material. There was nothing I wanted more than to be completely naked next to her. I quickly pulled down my briefs. My cock sprang free and she gasped.
“Wow.”
The word had never sounded more amazing. I grinned as she took in my size.
“Intimidated?” I said with a smile.
“No.” But I didn’t miss that she swallowed hard.
I leaned down again and kissed her on the lips, pulling her body on top of mine so that her breasts were crushed against my chest and my cock rested between her legs. It twitched against her thigh, and she giggled.
“He is a big boy, isn’t he?”
“Yes. I guess you could say that.”
I loved it when she called me big boy. I wanted to fuck her, but I had to be patient. This was our first time, and I didn’t want her to think that I just was one of those guys that wanted to get it in and out as quickly as possible. I wanted to pleasure her. I wanted her to come several times before I took her and claimed her as mine. She shifted her position on my lap and I groaned as I felt her wetness against my cock. “Don’t do that, Abby.”
She looked at me through veiled eyes. “Oh, why?”
“You know why.” I slapped her bottom with my bare hand. She moaned against my lips and rubbed her breasts against my chest. She felt so supple and warm and womanly. I rolled her over on the bed so that I was on top of her. I grabbed her wrists and brought them above her head, pinning her to the bed. She stared up at me, smiling, her hair framing her face. She looked like a wild, beautiful woman, nothing like the mousey secretary I’d first met.
“Take me, Dylan,” she whispered. “I want you to take me.”
“We have so much more to do before I take you, Abby.”
I ran my fingers across her nipples, toying with them. She moaned and arched her back, pressing her breasts into my hand. I kissed down her stomach again until I got to her pussy. And then I slipped my tongue between her legs and licked. She groaned and growled. Her body moving back and forth on the bed as I slipped my tongue inside of her. She was reacting as if she’d never been touched like this before, and that made me go even crazier. I was harder than ever as she came on my face. Her juices tasted sweet and silky. I could have tasted her all night but we had other things to do. I kissed back up her body and then kissed her lips so that she could taste herself on me.