I’m about halfway through (just over 15K words) the sequel to Susanna’s Affairs, so of course, I had to take a break and start playing with covers.
So far they’ve gotten to the beach, blown some dudes (okay one each) and gotten blackmailed by a couple of sisters. I guess we’ll see where it goes!
Here’s a preview of my super rough draft, cause why the hell not:
“It wasn’t really all that, to be honest. We sat on his porch for a few moments, and I suppose I let him kiss me.”
“Just a kiss, my dear?” Nicholas asked.
“Well, since I was so stubborn and refused to admit that you might be correct, not all that much was on the table. Why is it you know me so well?”
“You can’t stop there!” Her husband exclaimed. Susanna had a tendency to toy with him and he found that his imagination was often far more extravagant than the troubles she usually got into.
“We kissed on his porch like I said, and he did manage to get a hand under my dress.”
Susanna got up and slid over to her husband’s lap before continuing her story.
“He was quite talented with his fingers,” she whispered as she touched his cheek. “He parted my thighs and touched me right there on his porch where anyone could see us, and I nearly came right then. In less than a minute he had pulled himself from his trousers and placed my hand on his erection. It was difficult to focus, but I managed to toy with him through our kisses and his finger work.”
“There’s my girl,” Nicholas said, sliding his hand beneath her dress, up her thigh, and then against her warm sex. She wore nothing under the thin cotton and he parted her lips with a practiced familiarity.
“All the while he kept whispering in my ear about how he wanted to fuck me. He told me he would take me right there by the street, and he would make me scream until the neighbors complained. He said he wanted to fuck me a hundred times, and by the time I dropped to my knees, I suspect both of us were close to finished.”
“And did he?” Nicholas asked, touching her with more and more force and attention. “Did you let him fuck you right there? Did you let him fill this perfect cunt of mine?”
“I wanted to,” she moaned, as her husband worked his fingers inside her. “I wanted to so badly, but I was stubborn and had told you I wouldn’t, so instead I took him into my mouth as I touched myself. Please don’t stop.”
“Did you tell him?” he asked, his fingers moving up to her clitoris just as she liked. “Did you tell him you wanted him too? Did you tell him you wanted to fuck him but you promised your husband that you wouldn’t?”
“Yes,” she moaned, kissing his neck and his ear as she writhed on his lap, his other hand now on her neck as he held her tightly. “I told him I wanted him inside me. I told him I wanted to fuck him, but I couldn’t. Not yet.”
“And did that make him come, my dear? Did your words make him come.”
“It was my mouth,” Susanna moaned, feeling herself about to let go. “I sucked him into my throat and ran my hand up and down his length. He was so thick and so hard that it was all I could do to resist. Finally, I moved up and down so quickly that he called out, and before I could do anything at all, he was coming in my mouth until I nearly gagged from it.”
“Such a good girl,” Nicholas said, squeezing her harder as he continued touching her. He could tell she was close, but she needed just one more push. “When will you fuck him?”
“What do you mean?” she asked, as she clenched around his fingers.
“Tell me when you’ll give in. I want you to decide right now. To make a plan for it. I want you to tell me right this moment when you’ll go back to his house, crawl onto his lap and take his cock inside you until you come. Tell me now!”
“In the morning,” she moaned as she started to come. Nicholas let up on her throat just enough for her to gasp for air, but his fingers never stopped. “I’ll fuck him tomorrow. I can’t wait any longer….”