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His nervous laugh slips out.
“Why?”
He takes a deep breath. “I’m a single dad.”
I feel surprise wash over me. My brows lift and my eyes stretch wide. “Really?”
He nods. “I got my high school girlfriend pregnant right out the gate. We both thought we knew what the right thing was for our little family. For me, that was to get a decent job so I could provide for them. To her, it meant getting married, being the perfect wife and mother like you’d see on a fifties TV show.” He laughs. “We were young and stupid. And, of course that shit didn’t work out. She left a couple years ago and I’ve been raising my daughter alone ever since. Between work and raising her, I haven’t had time for anything else, including dating or meeting women.”
I start walking around the bar. “How could I have been so wrong about you?” I thought he was a player, but he hasn’t been with anyone in years? I thought he would be selfish, but he’s a single father who gave up his entire life to raise his daughter? He really is a good guy.
I wrap my arms around his neck and I move my mouth back to his. This time, he’s more sure of himself. He doesn’t hold back like he did at the club. This time, he pulls me hard against him, his tongue thrusting into my mouth as his lips stay firm against mine. As we kiss, he walks me backward. I grab at his gray t-shirt and I start pushing it up his stomach. He reaches over his head, grabbing the shirt and pulling it off completely.
Our kiss breaks and with a little distance between us, I give him a long once over. My eyes start on his dark hair, moving down over his blue eyes. I take in his strong jaw, finally able to see his broad shoulders and muscular chest. He narrows at the waist but he has a defined six pack. He has a sexy outie bellybutton and a happy trail that disappears beneath his jeans. I wet my lips, dreaming of running my tongue along that V between his hip bones. The black ink on his skin is mesmerizing. Both biceps have large tattoos. There’s another on his left peck, and another along his right side.
I’ve never been with a guy who looks like Linc. Trent was…well, he was tall and thin. He didn’t have a defined muscle in his body. Lincoln…he looks like he’s nothing but hard muscles and I’m dying to run my hands over all of them.
I grab his belt and pull him forward a step. His mouth crashes against mine. His hand tangles into my hair, smashing my lips against his. The other moves to the zipper between my shoulder blades. While I work on unfastening his belt, he lowers the zipper slowly. I pull off his belt and then unbutton his jeans before lowering his zipper. With my dress fully open in the back, I brush the straps from my shoulders to pull my arms free. His hands move to my waist, helping to push the dress over my hips until it falls onto the floor at our feet.
He falls back a step, breaking our kiss, and I watch as his blue eyes take me in. They start at the top of my head, slowly falling down my face. They hold for a moment on my chest that’s only covered with my strapless, black lace bra. He wets his lips as his eyes fall lower, over my stomach and down to my matching thong. He pushes his jeans down over his hips.
“Fuck, you’re gorgeous,” he breathes out.
6
LINC
I’m in heaven. When our eyes met across the crowded club, I knew she would be perfect to spend the night with me. However, I never imagined she was hiding all this under the dress. Even though she’s much shorter than me, her legs are long and toned. Her stomach is flat and her tits are perky, the perfect size to fit in my hand. This is exactly what I need.
I pull her tight against me, she wraps her arms around my neck. My fingers are quick to unhook her bra as I carry her over to the bed. I toss it to the side as I lay her down and cover her body with mine. My aching dick is tenting my boxers, pressing between her legs as I kiss my way down her jaw to her neck. My hands move up, cupping her breasts. I massage them and pinch her nipples to make them harden. She whimpers into my mouth as her knees begin to shake on either side of me.
I kiss lower, over the swell of her breasts and suck her nipple into my mouth. As I suck, I flick my tongue against her hardened peak. Her fingers lace into my hair, pulling me closer as I tease her and bring her body to life. After giving one breast my attention, I move to the next. My hands are always a step ahead of my mouth. They move down to her hips as I kiss my way across her flat stomach and I pull at her panties. Leaning back on my knees, I work them down her legs. Once I get them to her knees, she picks her feet up and pulls them free.
Even with as nervous as she’s been tonight, as innocent as I can’t help but to feel that she is, she isn’t shy. She doesn’t clamp her knees shut now that there’s nothing between us. She puts her feet back onto the bed, keeping her knees spread for me, giving me the perfect view of her body. Her nipples are still hard and her tits are rising and falling quickly as her breathing is labored from excitement.
I kiss the inside of her knee, slowly licking and nibbling my way up her thigh. When I get to the junction between her legs, I part her folds with my tongue and run it all the way to her clit as I suck it into my mouth. Her back arches and, she lets out a loud moan. Her hands fist the blanket beneath us while my hands move to cup her ass, holding her in the perfect position to deliver my assault. I’ve always loved going down on a woman. I love the smell of their arousal. I love the sweetness of making them want me.
I spread her excitement between her folds, making her pink lips glisten. I suck her clit while my tongue thrashes against it, and then slide two fingers into her. Her muscles tighten around my fingers as her moans and whimpers grow louder and louder. I know she’s close to coming undone and I won’t stop until I’ve pushed her over the edge. It’s never been enough for me to fuck a woman and get off. I need to make her come as many times as possible. I don’t deserve to get off unless I’ve made her scream my name.
“Yes!” Emery screams. “Lincoln, there! Don’t stop. I’m almost…” and then her words fall away as I finally push her over the edge. She gives into her orgasm, shaking and shivering, panting and moaning. I don’t pull away until she’s quiet and completely still beneath me.
Finally, I remove my mouth from between her legs. Using one arm to wipe her arousal from my lips, I use my other hand to push my boxers down. My painfully hard dick springs free, pointing right at her. She’s breathless, but I watch her eyes move down my body until they land on my dick. Her eyes double in size as she wets her lips.
I take myself in hand, pumping twice as I move my mouth back to hers. I kiss her slowly but firmly as I drag my tip between her folds, coating myself in her wetness. It only teases her more because before I can thrust into her, she’s lifting her hips and lowering them, rubbing herself against my shaft. Finally, I position myself at her entrance and holding her hips in my hands, I thrust forward immediately, filling her to her core.
I silence her screams with my mouth, but she never stops kissing me. Her nails dig into my back when I roll my hips. My eyes roll to the back of my head as I find myself getting overwhelmed. She’s hot around me and so damn tight. She said she’s only been with the one guy and I have no choice but to believe that he was nowhere near this large as I am. I’m not the kind of guy who brags about the size of his dick, but I know what I have and I know what women want. Too much is a waste. What I have, it’s almost big enough to be considered too much. I’ve found, in the past, that my size causes just enough pain to be tantalizing and Emery doesn’t seem to disagree.
“I’m going to go slow,” I whisper against her lips, doing everything I can to hold myself back. Part of me wants to fuck her fast and hard until I have nothing left to give. The other side of me wants to make this last as long as possible. I’m not sure which side will win.
I grab her thigh and lift it higher, making it feel like I’m even deeper. I pull my hips back and thrust forward. The second I’m as deep as I can go, I roll my hips and grind against her, making her call out. I feel her muscles starting to tighten around me so I repeat the same moves again and again until she’s shattering beneath me. I’m more than ready to let go but still, I’m not ready for this to end. Holding her hips, I roll over onto my back, bringing her with me. Her hands splay across my chest as she starts riding me. I hold her hips and bite down on my lower lip, watching the way her body moves on mine.
My eyes fall closed as I feel my orgasm starting to gain control over me. I squeeze her hips and urge her to move faster. I pick her up and pull her back down on me again and again. My release builds and builds and builds. Finally, I roll her back beneath me and I bury myself in her hard and fast. She comes undone once more as I chase after my own high. It’s like I’m running as hard and as fast as I can, slowly gaining ground but then, out of nowhere, the thing I’m chasing stops and I run smack into it.
I don’t have time to slow down or to pull away. All I can do is thrust into her body again and again while I empty myself of every last drop. My hips slow to a stop as I begin to fall from my high. Collapsing against her, I pull out and roll onto my back. My arm moves up to cover my eyes as I work to catch my breath. The next thing I know, I’m out to the world.
* * *
I’m sitting on my couch with my feet kicked up on the coffee table. I have a little bit of a headache from drinking last night. I’m tired as I clearly didn’t get enough sleep, and every muscle in my body is sore like I ran a marathon. Really, I just used muscles that haven’t been used in a long time. I don’t remember much after rolling off of her last night. One second I was exhausted and breathless, and the next I was waking up alone this morning, but hey at least there wasn’t any awkwardness about it. I was glad to wake up and find her gone. We both knew what we were getting into and we both got what we wanted.
