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She’d be working for him for several more weeks, and he’d agreed to her terms. What more she could ask for?
Let yourself go, woman,she said to herself, though she heard Billie’s voice. Enough behaving for once.
She drew the curtain enough for the moonlight to cast over the tiled floor and dimmed the light on her nightstand.
A knock made her take a deep breath and touch the robe over her bikini.
She opened the door, and he greeted her with a smile that sent tingles down her body. Her nipples puckered. She pulled him inside and locked the door behind her.
He lifted his hands up, establishing a distance between them. “Robe off first. When I start kissing you, there’ll be no stopping.”
She stepped back, and let the robe slide off her body, until it pooled at her feet. He beamed with approval, and the look of sheer lust in his eyes, darkening to a rich cobalt color, encouraged her to remove her bikini.
Slowly, she reached behind her back and unclasped the claw holding it together, and peeled it off of her. When her breasts bounced free, she felt them full and tight, blood rushing to all her pulse points.
God, she wanted this man… and a tiny part of her was scared of getting hooked on him and not being able to part ways. She gave herself a mental slap, and focused on what was in front of her. On what she could control.
“Faster, or I’ll do it myself,” he said, his voice dropping an octave.
“Maybe you should,” she offered.
He knelt in front of her, and touched the strings on the sides, the instant his fingers brushed over her prickled skin, an unbearable amount of butterflies took flight in her stomach. He tugged at them at the same time, and like magic, removed her bottom, leaving her smooth sex exposed to him.
She bet he could smell her arousal. She drew in a breath, trying to remember when the last time had been she felt so vulnerable and at the same time, so pumped up with a man. He gave her pussy a French kiss, and a long winded moan escaped her lips. Her legs wobbled, and she nearly fell on her ass, surprised but so fucking turned on.
“Let’s do this the right way,” he said, and picked her up in his arms, and with a couple of long steps, crossed over to the bed, where he laid her.
He parted her legs, planting her feet on the bed, leaving her sex fully open for his stare.
“God you’re beautiful,” he said, his voice so deep and sexy.
He swiped his tongue across her sex, and thrills traveled through her, whispering beneath her skin. He swung her right leg over his shoulder, gaining even more access to her most intimate spot. She curled her hips, swaying them, unable to keep still. So many sensations darted at her, her hormones in a delicious overdrive.
He licked her folds, laving at her cream, then rolled his tongue over her clit. Zings of awareness short-circuited her brain, her nub swollen and so very tender at the intimate caress. He sucked her female essence relentlessly, and she sank her fingers into his hair, the tip of her fingers scrapping his scalp, hoping to turn him on as much as he did her.
“Yes… oh, Ethan…”
He worked her clit while his tongue played her like a violin. His thumb though, was relentless at flicking her, each time pushing her closer into an abyss of sensations.
When he pressed his hand on her stomach, another blast of fire stoked from her belly, as if having him palm her skin, the nice pressure, sent her over the edge. To a place she could no longer deny.
She came, flashes of pleasure multiplying inside her, fast-tracking her whole being. For a moment, the experience became so intense, she was achingly aware of each rapid heartbeat. It was like her pulse came from her sex, and spread through all the pulsing points, sending them to their maximum capacity.
Then, serenity. Well, not for long. He went up on her body, until he was on eye level with her, on top of her, propping himself with his elbow. His cock touched her entrance, and she sucked in a breath, which only welcomed him further. “Are you teasing me?”
“If I were teasing, I’d do this,” she said, then splayed her hand on his chest, jerking him from her and onto the mattress, so that he laid on the mattress. She straddled him, her hair falling down her shoulders, the waves unruly as ever. The orgasm aftermath still tingled in places, but if she was going down again, she’d take him with her. And, oh, what a wonderful victory that would be…
She palmed his massive cock, closing her hand around it, and stroked it. She felt the shudder rolling through his body, as it shot up from his chest to his core to his cock, and slowly up her hand and arm. It was like they were only one, connected, bonded. Everywhere from her scalp to the area behind her breasts to her clit tingled with a delicious awareness that only he had the power of bringing to her.
He closed his eyes, and she knew he was trying his hardest to remain in control. A surge of female pride coursed through her, encouraging her to keep going, and she swayed her hips on top of him, but the result from her provocation was a double-edged sword. Thrills of arousal charged within her, and she felt like growing, expanding, like in that moment she had his cock in her hand, she was invincible.
“You’re playing a dangerous game,” he hissed, with a deep frown.
She said, tugging at his cock, then squeezing its head. “We’ll both win at the end.”
“The end will come a lot sooner if you don’t—”
She slid onto his cock, and they both moaned—his more growl-like, the sexy sound filling the space. An ache shot from her pussy, the sudden arrival of his girthy cock still foreign to her. Foreign maybe, but so delicious. She willed herself to relax, loosening her shoulders, moving slowly at first.
