Apr 062015
 

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Stuck On You Jenne davis Jane watched in silence as Mike moved across the room. She loved to watch him move, his strong and powerful arms now braced and all muscle as he hauled the steaming bucket of hot water toward her. “Do we have everything now?” he asked. His voice had a certain authority that she’d always been attracted to. “I think so,” she replied, looking down at the tools that seemed to have spilled across the entire length of the room. “It feels like we brought most of the store, to be honest.” “Yes, yes it does,” Mike replied, glancing at the myriad of toys that filled the room. “I think we’re all set, hon. Ready, steady, go…”   Jane picked up the wallpaper scraper and got to work at his command, but a part of her felt guilty as she began to score the old paper that surrounded and encased what was once her parents’ bedroom. So many good memories had been made in this room, but they’d been marred by the last one: the passing of her father. She had lain next to him as he’d slowly sunken into a coma from which he would never return. Her father had given her permission to do with the house and this room as she saw fit. She knew that the time was right to erase not only the decor that was so familiar to her, but also that sad memory. She was ready to move on, and as she looked at Mike, she began to scrape a little more furiously. Mike had been there through the worst days and the best nights. He’d made her feel a little better as the light had dimmed from her father’s eyes each day, held her in this very room when he passed, and now he was helping her create new memories. “You okay, babe?” The concern was evident in his voice as well as his eyes when she glanced his way. “Yeah, I’m fine…just, well, you know…” She wanted to finish but somehow couldn’t find the words. “I know this isn’t easy, but I’m sure it’s what he would have wanted.” “Me too,” was all she could manage before the floodgates opened up and the tears came forth. “Oh, babe, it will be okay.” Before she could think of anything to say, he was holding her in his arms. She took strength from those arms, the arms that had held her after the funeral, the arms that had captured so many of her tears over the years, the arms that she relied upon. “I know, I’m okay. I promise.” She looked up at him and found his lips rushing to meet hers. It was a kiss she didn’t want to stop, a kiss she could get lost in, and yet she knew that there was work to do so she pulled away from him. “Let’s get this done, shall we?” “Yes, let’s! This is gonna take a lot of hard work but it will be worth it in the end, I promise.” He released her from his comforting grip, and stood beside her, his own scraper raised and ready to go to work. Once more she took her scraper and began to score the paper. This time, she felt a new sense of achievement with each small piece of wallpaper that left the death grip of the wall. “Boy, what did they put this stuff up with?” Mike asked. “Something very, very sticky,” she replied with a giggle. This was proving to be much harder work than either of them had envisioned at the beginning of the day. Jane stopped for a second and reached into the bucket for the large sponge and began to apply it to the two-by-two piece of wallpaper she’d just scored. Despite the fact that they had been on the job since eight, all they’d achieved was stripping about one half of a side of the room. Even that had more than a few spots of the old floral wallpaper remaining. “It’s sure not as easy as they made out in the store,” she mused, giving him a sideways glance. “Coffee?” “Sounds like a plan to me. I’ll put the kettle on.” He dropped his scraper on the floor and proceeded to the kitchen. Jane stood back and admired their work, pleased they were making progress but at the same time annoyed that they hadn’t gotten more done. She turned her back on the bare piece of wall and sighed upon looking at the pieces that remained. As she made to move toward the door, Jane found herself falling back- ward against the bare but very sticky piece of wall they’d been working on. She tried to right herself but couldn’t. The sticky residue held her in place. “Mike? Mike? I could use a hand here,” she called as it became apparent to her that getting out of this mess wasn’t something she could accomplish alone. Each time she tried to pull away the glue seemed to hold her tighter, tugging painfully at her skin. Mike ambled back into the room, his eyes widening at the scene that greeted him. His wife was all but spread-eagled in front of him. His eyes instinctively traveled down her body before taking in the camel toe that had formed between her legs. Her bare breasts—she didn’t wear a bra for this kind of work— were fighting against the fabric that was apparently as stuck to the wall as she was. He began to chuckle, but caught himself as he noticed the fear in her eyes. “You think this is funny?” Jane asked, but even as she did, a small part of her appreciated the way he’d just looked at her— almost like he was glad she was stuck, at his mercy. “What the hell? How did you manage that? Try moving.” “What do you think I’ve been trying to do?” A slight tinge of desperation rang out in her voice. “Okay, let’s try this.” Mike took her arm and carefully tried to remove it from the sticky mess. “Ouch, that hurts.” “Sorry, baby, you know I’d never hurt you, but we have to do something.” He stood back and looked deep in thought for a moment, before reaching forward and plucking the large soapy sponge from the bucket. Gently, he began to apply it behind her right hand. His closeness warmed her once more, and a familiar sensation began to build between her inner thighs. His nearness made her warm once again, the sensation building up from between her legs. Slowly, the gummy paste that held her began to give way, but she was starting to think maybe she didn’t want it to, at least not yet. “This is gonna take a while,” he announced as he dipped the sponge once more into the bucket. She felt so vulnerable as Mike moved across her body applying the soap, slowly peeling her from her prison, yet that same vulnerability was strangely sexy. With each stroke of the soapy water, each time she managed to peel herself a little freer, her inner thighs began to moisten. With him so close, she wanted nothing more than to touch him too, but she was afraid to move in case she got stuck once more. Being immobilized, even under these circumstances, was in fact turning her on more than she would care to admit. She could smell his familiar aroma as he reached forward and kissed her gently. “You’re doing fine. We’ll have you out of here in no time.” The words reassured her, as did his gentle kisses, but suddenly she wanted more. She couldn’t explain it to herself and she couldn’t say it out loud. Instead, she showed him, her tongue reaching into his mouth and almost devouring him. He’d always been able to read her before and this time was no exception; there was no mistaking what she wanted him to do. He took his cue, meeting her lips with the same ferocious fervor. Still grasping the waterlogged sponge, his hands began to travel across her body, this time with an altogether different purpose. His breath came fiercely, filling her ears as he used the sponge to leave a sloppy, soapy mess on her breasts, her nipples hardening at the exposure to the now slightly cold substance. Giving her a sly smile, he reached between her legs with his free hand, his smile widening as he felt the wetness that definitely wasn’t caused by the water running down from her T-shirt. Feeling exposed like this, waiting for Mike to free her—or not—and knowing she could do nothing about it, turned Jane on to the point where reason left her. She all but screamed as his wet hand reached her inner thighs. She couldn’t move away from the wall, but she didn’t want to. Once more he kissed her deeply, signaling his own need for some kind of release. Before she could utter the words that were on the tip of her tongue he pulled away from her. He had tugged, pulled and torn the skimpy fabric of her shorts away from her body, leaving her stuck and exposed, but oh so turned on. He turned his attention to her already ruined T-shirt and ripped it in two with one pull. Her breasts spilled forward, no longer held by the formfitting material. When the cool air hit them, she caught her breath. Mike stood back, admiring his handiwork for just a moment. All thoughts of getting free had left her brain, instead replaced by pure lust. She could see his desire in his eyes, as he wielded the sponge once again, as if it were a unique toy. “You look like a masterpiece.” His eyes were smiling as the words left his mouth, before he began to strip off his own clothes. His rugged chest, powerful thighs and glorious dick came into view, making her hunger for him even more. Now all she wanted to do was reach forward and touch him. Instead she just stayed stuck in the same position, spread-eagled against the wall, waiting for his touch, to feel his naked skin against hers. She knew resistance to the sticky glue was futile, but still her body tingled, her nipples hardening and mouth watering at being so close, yet so far, from the only man who could make her feel this way. Thankfully, she didn’t have to wait long. In mere moments, cool water ran from the sponge down the length of her body. His hard dick brushed against her leg, causing her to sigh. The water ran in rivulets between their hot and sweaty bodies. He ground against her, pushing her deeper into the wall, holding her tighter than any glue ever could. Would he take her right there, leave her pinned, captive between his hardness and the wall? Did she want him to? Jane moaned at this delicious dilemma, trying to shift her body to ease him inside her. Then, without warning, Jane found herself free as the glue let go all at once. The soapy water had done its trick. They both tumbled forward onto the carpeted floor. Jane found herself underneath a hot, soapy and very horny Mike, grateful to once again be sandwiched between her true love and a hard surface, unable to escape. In their brief encounter, she’d come to appreciate the thrill of being stuck, caught, captured. In what seemed like seconds he was inside her. For so long she had been wrapped up in this room, stuck on its contents and all the bad memories that it contained. Now, as he filled her very existence, she forgot the pain and anguish of the past few months. They washed away as easily as the old glue that had bound her to the wall. With so much buildup, her body was more than ready for him, primed for a release of the most powerful kind. As the orgasm washed over her, she wrapped her arms around his and let go, embracing freedom in more ways than one. Mike moaned as he looked down at her, maintaining the connection that had sparked this impromptu coupling as his wet, slippery body ground against hers. The look in his eyes made her feel as she had when she’d been stuck to the wall—he would take care of her, no matter what. When she felt him climax inside her, her own pleasure rose again, joining his. As they both came down from their respective orgasms, she looked into his eyes, giggled and said, “I’ve always been stuck on you, but never like that. Don’t put the sponge away. I think we’re going to need it again. We’ve got a whole room to finish.”

 

Check out other titles from Rachel Kramer Bussel at her Amazon page including: The Big Book of Orgasms: 69 Sexy Stories The Big Book of Submission: 69 Kinky Tales Gotta Have It: 69 Stories of Sudden Sex

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