Anything he wants

"What... what are you going to do to me, James?" Elaine asks as she lands heavily on the bed, her cheeks flushed with excitement even as she tries to regain her moral composure, tries to recapture her cold calculating attitude. This facade, the cold bitch persona was how she'd tried to protect herself after Richard left, after the heartbreak of her husband walking out on her without a word, a short badly written note the only goodbye she got. She knew if she appeared frigid, cold and mean, then she could keep men at a distance, keep them from getting too close, to keep them from hurting her. Only now James, of all people, had destroyed that facade, had pierced the balloon of her persona with his sudden demanding ways.

"Anything I want, Elaine," James assures her firmly, swinging the door of her bedroom shut as he looks at her, admiring her toned body as she lays on her bed, looking up at him with large excited eyes. He can see that she's aroused, the desire shining in her eyes even as she tries to regain her composure. "I'm going to do anything, and everything, I want to you, Elaine," he told her softly, his hands going to his shirt, pulling it off over his head as he slowly approached the bed. "I'm going to do everything I've dreamed about, all the things I've fantasized about doing to you over the years."

"James, what... what about Georgia?" Elaine found herself protesting weakly, her eyes traveling over her brother-in-law's naked chest, admiring his lean toned body with a little more than casual interest. He looks good! Obviously he takes care of himself, Elaine found herself thinking, feeling the familiar tingle of excitement in nipples, in her panties as he neared the bed, moving slowly as if he was a predator stalking his prey.

"This isn't about Georgia, Elaine" he assures her, dismissing the thought of his wife, her sister, from his mind. "This about us. About you and me. I want you, Elaine," he assures her simply. "And I'm going to have you. From now on, you belong to me," he tells her as he reaches the bed, his fingers undoing his jeans, sliding them down with his underwear to free his hard cock.

Elaine gasps as her eyes run over his erection, her legs pressing together as she feels a sudden torrent of arousal flush through her crotch as she studies her brother-in-laws exposed cock. Hmm, nice and big. No wonder Georgia is always so happy with a cock like that at her disposal, Elaine finds herself thinking, her nipples tingling, itching for attention beneath her tight sports bra. He's much bigger than Richard was. Much bigger! She notes, shamefully finding herself thinking about how James's cock will feel inside her. It's been a long time since she'd been with a man, her vibrator getting more and more use as the time passed. "James, please...." Elaine found herself pleading, not sure if she was begging him to stop or asking him to continue as she continued to stare at his cock as he loomed over her.

"Come here," James insisted, reaching out, gripping her arms, pulling her up to him. His mouth covered hers in another hard, savagely passionate kiss as he pulled her body against him, his hardness pressing insistently against her stomach as his tongue roughly explored her mouth. "Mmm, you're getting better at kissing me," James murmured as he released her head, both of them panting from the intensity of the kiss. "But I can think of other ways I'd enjoy your mouth, Elaine," he assures her, his hand moving up to the top of her head, pushing her down slowly until he could feel her hot breath on his cock. "Suck me off, Elaine," he commands, his fingers curling into her hair as his hips thrust out towards her face. "I want to feel those lovely lips of your wrapped around my cock."

Elaine shivered, trembling at her brother-in-law's words as he held her head there, her face inches away from his engorged cock. She wanted to taste him, to feel his hardness against her tongue, to have his shaft deep in her throat... but she knew this wasn't right. They shouldn't do this. She could still stop this, if she could muster the willpower, resist this temptation, than things would go back to normal, she told herself as her tongue wet her lips, her eyes never leaving the engorged head of James's cock, watching at thick glob of liquid escaping the tip.