The Stone Beyond

her stronger with every stroke.
Jennifer went down faster, swirling her hips as her legs dropped her down and pushed her up; and down and ‘round and ‘round with that swirling cock touching off clusters of nerves just under her hidden surfaces.
Parker gave her a hard, sudden slap, the little pain shooting up through her loins, up into her lung. A loving little moan leaked out of Jennifer’s throat, punctuated with a squeak as Parker kneaded her ass cheek with those long, strong fingers.
Slap! The second was even harder and stung more than the first, a vibration humming down her legs, muscles twitching, toes clenched. He kneaded that cheek even harder too, digging his fingers deeper into her soft flesh.
Her orgasm responded without a hope of being able to refuse, suddenly stirring and hot, waking from its place of rest to come out and grow, preparing for an assault on her senses from within.
And that wondrous pain inspired Jennifer to drop down harder, hips wiggling and legs bringing her up and down faster, pelvis tilting just so. Jennifer looked down at that gorgeous man beneath her, riding him like some wild animal, some lean and taught creature, raising up beneath her, Jennifer riding up and down with his strong and commanding motions.
Jennifer dropped down faster and harder, Parker bucking and pushing up with greater verve and energy, shaking his hips to send a crazy arousal through her body, a lump rising in her throat.
Her orgasm stretched out and recoiled, a suddenly chaotic vibration that shook her hips as it grew stronger and prepared to overwhelm her.
Parker reached up and cupped her breasts, bouncing free and glistening with a thin sheen of sweat. He flicked her nipples, taking them between her fingers and giving them a gentle pull and rub. Jennifer bit her lower lip, eyes dipping shut as she ground down fast and hard, strokes seeming to come in every direction, sweet chaos overcoming her craving for discipline.
She’d keep that for another time.
He squeezed and rubbed and bucked, Jennifer grinding and pumping, leaning forward on her rigid arms, fingers digging into his rock-hard pecs.
Pump and grind and wiggle and squirm and clamp and squeeze and pound, the energy was too much for Jennifer to resist. There was only one way to express it, and that expression came fast and hard from inside her, shaking her whole body as it burst in a release of pent-up passion. He seemed to sense it, pumping up into her as she sat on him, humming and bobbing on that cock as her orgasm raged, rolling on itself, feeding on itself, eclipsing itself.
With another hard slap and squeeze, fingers hard on her backside, his hips jutted forward again, and Jennifer knew he was cumming too. She could feel his meat flex and spasm, pulling and clamping and milking that awesome cock with every muscle in her lower body. Their bodies were rigid, trembling, and finally began to unwind with the moment, the two of them relaxing in each other’s arms.
They lay there, Jennifer resting her head on his chest, twirling her fingers over his nipples. She couldn’t even think of the repercussions of what they’d done. She didn’t want to think about the fantastical things she was already thinking; imagining a life together, weddings and children like some lovestruck schoolchild.

CHAPTER NINE
The next morning Jennifer and Parker dressed in a tender but awkward silence, walking out through the front door to the parking lot, where Parker’s car was parked. Jennifer was startled just a bit to see Tony Valletti, tall and muscular and dressed in his workout clothes, carrying a duffle bag marked Gold’s Gym.
Jennifer stood there in front of her condo with Parker, awkward in a way that Parker didn’t seem to feel.
Tony said, “Jennifer … morning …” He looked at Parker standing next to her, nodding slightly. “Hey.”
“Good morning,” Parker said with his easy air and a little point of his finger. “Doctor Parker Stone.”
“Tony Valletti,” Tony said with a little nod. They all stood in that tension, Jennifer not sure how to disengage gracefully. “So, you’re a …?”
“Surgeon,” Parker said. “You?”
“Nope,” Tony said, turning his attention to Jennifer. “So, um, guess I’ll see you ‘round.”
“Yeah,” Jennifer said, pressing a smile. “See ya.” She turned to walk away with Parker. But she could feel Tony watching, glaring at her as they headed for Parker’s car.
“Nice guy,” Parker said.
“I guess,” Jennifer replied, biting her lower lip and worrying about what she should say. “I don’t really know him, um, that well.”
They arrived at Parker’s Tesla and stopped by the car for another kiss. Jennifer tried not to show how troubled she was, but Parker seemed to notice it.
He said, “Having regrets?”
“Oh no, God no,” Jennifer said a bit too quickly and much too sincerely. “But … is this going to … y’know, complicate things?”
“Does it have to?”
Jennifer felt herself slump a bit. She’d known this could be the result of a night with Dr. Parker Stone. But she was hoping this wouldn’t be like the arrangement she had with Tony, or had up until that point.
She didn’t want to go back to Tony, not after last night with Parker.
So Jennifer said, “No, I … I guess not.”
Parker looked deeper into her face, taking in her obviously saddened expression. “What’s wrong? I thought you said no regrets?”
“No, it’s, I mean, we’re adults and all that, I know, I know. Thanks for a good time, gimme a call sometime, I know how it is.”
“And how is it?”
After a tense pause, Jennifer sighed and slumped a bit further. “That this was just a … a fling, a wild moment and that’s all.”
“A wild moment it certainly was.”
“A night of passion —”
“So much passion,” Parker said.
“ — And all