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She was so supple, so eager, her body responding to his, following his lead. She slipped her arms behind his neck, while he pressed outspread hands under her skirt, his fingertips digging either side of her thong.
Yet it was Luna who began to undress him, her unsteady fingers fumbling with his tie and then the buttons on his shirt. Until he dragged his head back and took over from her. He flung his tie to the floor, his jacket and shirt following straight after.
Her eyes all but devoured his bared chest, and it took everything he had not to strip off her clothes too when she slowly pulled down her tiny skirt and stepped out of it to stand in her thong, heels, a leather bustier and collar.
Holy fuck. Had he ever seen anyone sexier? Not a chance in hell. She was smoking hot perfection. And he couldn’t wait to see more.
It was his turn to stare when she unclipped her bustier and let it fall to the floor. Her unfettered breasts bounced into place, high and pert, with their rosy nipples rock hard. Her eyes didn’t leave his as she hooked her thumbs into the thin straps of her thong at her hips, then drew the tiny piece of fabric down. When she straightened, in nothing but a collar and her heels, his balls lifted high and tight, his dick straining against his pants.
Her pussy was completely bare, waxed to perfection. And all he wanted was to push her legs wide and run his tongue along her slit, then ram his long, hard cock inside her and make her see they weren’t just perfect together emotionally, but physically, too.
Except the thought no sooner entered his head when she dropped to her knees and began to undo his pants. Her fingers brushed against his arousal and he bit back a growl at the charge of electricity pulsing through his shaft. One accidental touch from her and he was ready to explode!
She lifted shining eyes up at him before she pulled his pants down along with his boxer briefs. In a couple of jerky movements, he stepped out of them. His breath then hissed out as she cupped his excruciatingly heavy balls in one hand, then clasped the base of his concrete dick with the other.
She looked back up at him. “Your cock is beautiful,” she said huskily. She deliberately licked her lips, a slow, teasing swipe of her tongue that had his hips thrust against her hands almost of their own accord. She smiled, the gesture more naughty than nice, before she added, “I need you to tell me what you want me to do.”
Shit. Was this the way she wanted to play it? Make him beg her for the things he’d imagined doing with her instead of the steady stream of women he’d had on this very bed. How often had he superimposed an image of Luna while he’d been having sex with some other woman?
He squeezed his eyes closed momentarily, but not before noticing the big droplet of pre-cum oozing from the head of his engorged dick. He’d been such an idiot. He’d been so busy avoiding all memory of Luna that his thoughts had too often brought her to the forefront of his mind.
She drew her hand up his shaft, slowly, torturously. “Don’t go all shy on me now,” she said with a soft, knowing little smile.
His lips pressed tight together as he breathed through his nose, his flared nostrils probably like that of a stallion’s, whose only intent was in servicing a willing mare.
She stuck her forefinger into her mouth, then swirled her wet fingertip around the slit of his dick. “If you’d rather not tell me—“
He sucked in a harsh breath. “I want your mouth on my dick. I want you to suck me slowly at first. Then I want you all primitive and wild while you suck me fast before I spread you out on my bed with your legs around my neck so that I can fuck you hard.”
She laughed, her eyes burning hotter than a fire. “I do like a man who tells me exactly what he wants. And it sounds like you want a lot.”
He nodded. “We’ve got a lot of catching up to do.”
“We do,” she said softly, then she looked back down, her focus solely on his dick. And in one long, moist pull, she drew his dick into her mouth and took him all the way to the back of her throat.
Holy hell! He growled low in his throat at the torturous pleasure-pain. If he’d been close to climax before, he was a hairsbreadth away from it now! Even just seeing her wild, curly blonde head bent over him, her seductive lips dragging on him, was its own form of ecstasy.
He leaned forward, his forearm bunching as his outspread hand took his weight on the closed door. He needed to hold onto something, anything with his knees already threatening to buckle under the sheer weight of pleasure Luna was inducing.
When her long and leisurely sucks became a little faster and more intense, he had to tell her to stop. He refused to fill her mouth with his load, refused to surrender to his own pleasure when he wanted her to experience true pleasure, too.
His dick screaming in frantic denial, he hoisted her back to her feet, pivoted her away from the door and propelled her back the half-a-dozen steps it took before they hit his bed. He lowered her down, then followed her.
His mouth devoured hers, but she took her fill of him just as much in return. There was some kind of synchronicity in being together again, as though the years had already fallen away like they’d never been. It was just him and her, the past forgotten even as it pressed all around them like a memory of what could have been.
“I need you,” she said, her voice a strained quiver.
He was so ready to plunge deep inside her. But he was logical enough to nod his head with jerky agreement, then reach past her and to his bedside drawer when an opened packet of condoms waited.
It took less than ten seconds to roll the latex up his shaft. He didn’t want to think about how much he wanted to push inside her with his bare dick and feel every glorious inch of her. He wasn’t that irresponsible. He always used protection.
“Are you ready for me?” he asked thickly.
She nodded, but there was an oddly fearful look in her eyes. A glint of anxiety that told him he’d likely hurt her if he ignored his instincts and took her right now.
He wasn’t immune to a little more foreplay, anyway.
He moved down her body, kissing her satiny skin along the way and making her jerk and quiver in response. He stopped at her navel, loving the glint of a dangle bellybutton ring, with its trio of flower-shaped diamonds. The new addition made him pause. How long have she had her navel pierced?
