Chapter 22

Parting her legs even farther she slid two fingers inside of herself and said, "I can't wait until you're in me."

She increased the pace of her fingers as his cock stiffened and grew to its full length. As her breathing became short and shallow Harriett moved her other hand from her breast to between her legs. She added another finger to those pumping in and out as her second hand came down and her fingers pinched her clit.

Gasping through her orgasm, Victor gritted his teeth and clenching his fists, he fought to keep from spraying across the room in reaction to the amazing sight in front of him. Trying to regain his control as quickly as possible Victor watched as Harriett pulled her fingers from between her folds and brought them to her lips preparing to lick them clean. He crossed the room and fell to his knees next to the bed then he gently grabbed hold of her wrist and pulled her hand to him rasping out, "Let me," and began to lick her juices from her fingers.

As Harriett watched him suck on her fingers she could feel her juices flow once again. Taking her other hand from her clit she reached out and took hold of his long, lean cock. Running her thumb over the head she mixed her juices with the pre-cum that she found there. Victor moaned and said, "I'm sorry, Harriett, this isn't nearly enough honey for me," as he stood, then walked to the end of the bed and parted her thighs, he laid between her legs and began to lick the juices from between her folds.

Harriett sighed in pleasure. It had been so long since a man had eaten her out and this man was so amazingly talented with his tongue that she thought she had died and gone to heaven. Buddy had tried to do this for her knowing how much she liked it, but he was just never very good at it. He had been a wonderful lover in many ways, but this just hadn't been one of them. However, she needed to get her mind back on what was happening here and now, and not think about her dead husband. It was well and truly time to let Buddy go. "Oh Vic!" she exclaimed as he took her clit between his teeth and began to nibble on it.

Knowing that he was pleasing his woman, even though he somehow still felt that this was wrong and they shouldn't be together like this until their wedding night if he truly respected her, she seemed to want him, and want him now! He felt her begin to tense and looked up for just a moment to find that she was balling the comforter up in her tiny hands.

With a pleased grin, he once again lowered his head and began flicking his tongue in and out of her all the while imagining it was his cock. Screaming out his name Harriett's juices flowed into his mouth as she came. Victor lay down next to Harriett to give her time to recover before he made slow passionate love to her, but before he knew what was happening Harriett leaned over him, kissed his lips and then whispered into his ear, "I need you inside me now, Stud." She swung her leg over his hips, took his cock in her hand, stroked it a few times to make sure he was good and ready and then lowered herself down on him.

As his eyes popped open wide he arched into her deeper, "It's a good thing you're going to marry me because Mama always said they won't pay for what they can get free, and nice boys don't do this before they're married."

"I don't want a nice boy. I want a raging bull under me, Stud."

Shocked he exclaimed, "What have you done with my sweet gentle Harriett?"

"I left her at the bedroom door. When I'm behind closed doors I can let my wild side out," she told him as she threw back her hair from her eyes and began to ride him like the raging bull she said she wanted. Grabbing her breasts she said, "Don't just lay there, Stud, grab hold of these and give them a squeeze."

Her ample breasts more than filled his hands as he did as he was told. Taking her nipples between his thumb and forefinger he rolled them around until they became hard nubs.

To be continued….