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His admittance was exactly what I needed to hear. I wrapped my hand around the base of his cock, twisting as I eased it all the way to the tip. His growl was an indication that he’d only allow me to play but for so long. I ran my finger across the slit, almost instantly rewarded with drops of pre-cum.
I lowered my head, wrapping my lips around the tip and he immediately fisted my hair, holding me in place as he threw his head back. Every breath was labored, his chest rising and falling. I shifted my tongue back and forth, reveling in the salty taste. Then I took him down another inch, trying to relax my throat muscles.
Tasting myself on him was deliciously filthy, making the experience that much more decadent. He tangled his fingers in my hair as he held on, still allowing me to take control. Somehow, I knew that would be short lived.
As soon as I took three more inches inside, constantly swirling my tongue back and forth, I was proven right. He pushed down my head, taking another series of deep breaths when the tip hit the back of my throat.
“Fuck, your mouth is so hot.”
I struggled to breathe as he lifted his hips, pushing every inch inside. The taste of him was far too delicious. When he eased up, I pulled all the way out, dragging my tongue down the underside. As I took his sac into my mouth, he threw both hands back onto the pool deck, opening his legs even wider.
That allowed me full control. I rolled his testicles between my fingers as I sucked his cock, taking my time to take him in an inch at a time. When I started to go down on him in earnest, he laughed in a way to indicate he was surprised at my skill. Instead of being insulted, I continued sucking, enjoying every moment spent making him putty in my hands.
But before I could get a taste of his sweet cream, he pushed me back, breaking the connection. Then he hopped up onto the deck, immediately reaching down and sliding his arms under mine. When he lifted me from the water as if I weighed nothing, I was taken aback, swooning over him all over again.
He gave me a sly look then gathered me into his arms, tossing me over his shoulder.
“What are you doing?” I moaned, playfully pummeling his back.
“Proving you right.”
“What does that mean?”
“I’m taking what belongs to me.” He took long strides toward the house, moving inside and taking long enough to close and lock the door, setting the security system. It was as if I weighed nothing in his massive arms.
He headed up the stairs, moving toward the bedrooms. He bypassed mine and I was shocked when he took me to the only room I hadn’t allowed myself to go into.
His private bedroom.
It was exactly what I thought the powerful man would insist on having, every piece of furniture dark and heavy, yet simple in design. Without hesitation, he lowered me onto the bed, instantly crawling between my legs. As he leaned over, I studied his eyes, more drawn to them than before.
Then a strange feeling drifted through me. No. It wasn’t possible. There was no chance on this earth that the man who’d already made love to me, the one I’d tried to hate even when I knew I couldn’t, had been my first.
My Lone Ranger.
He captured my mouth, holding our lips together, slowly easing them apart then darting his tongue inside. All the vibrations were there, the same feeling that I’d experienced, the wild and intense heat that hadn’t left me for days.
I wrapped my arms around his neck, sliding my fingers through his hair. He swept his tongue back and forth, tasting me as if for the first time. As the kiss became more passionate, I bent my knee, pressing my leg against him. His body was on fire, the current running through us combustible.
As he broke the kiss, he pressed his hand under my chin, lifting my head and running his thumb back and forth across my jaw. “You’re perfect. So beautiful.”
Perfect.
Beautiful.
The two words the Lone Ranger had used so many times. I knew I should tell him, but I didn’t want to risk the chance of losing this beautiful moment. I rolled my other hand over his shoulder, taking gasping breaths as he nipped my lower lip, dragging his tongue down the side of my neck. His heated breath tingled every inch of skin, my mind drifting into a place of bliss.
He rolled his hand down my arm then wrapped his hand around his cock.
“I’m going to fuck you.” He made the statement as if this was the defining moment, what had occurred in the pool just an appetizer.
I wanted nothing more than to have his cock driven inside, filling me completely. He took his time, rolling the tip up and down my slickened pussy. If the man was trying to drive me crazy, he was succeeding. I planted one hand on his chest, kneading his muscles as I gave him a salacious look.
When he pressed his tip inside, I arched my back, wrapping my other leg around him. He narrowed his eyes then smiled exactly the same as I’d seen over three years before. I was shocked I hadn’t realized it until now. Yes, he’d changed. So had I. The costumes and fake voices had kept us from realizing. Now, what would he do when he found out the truth?
I had to keep it from him.
Viper thrust inside, my muscles immediately stretching to accommodate his long, thick, and very hard cock. As he’d done before, he took my breath away, my mind and body soaring into an enraptured state.
