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I lift my hips so he can slide my jeans past my butt, exposing matching lacy high-rise panties. He groans when he takes them in, running his finger over my hip bone and down to the apex of my center.
He presses his thumb against my clit, making me arch off the bed against his hand. He circles my clit several times before finally letting go and backing up just enough to slide my jeans the rest of the way down my legs.
Once I’m free, he stands and removes his pants quickly before kneeling back on the bed, right between my thighs. He’s a fucking sight to behold. SJ is practically naked except for his skintight boxers with a raging hard on lying long and thick along his thigh.
I reach down to skim my fingers along his shaft, watching his eyes dilate at my touch. It’s intoxicating and thrilling to know how much I affect him. To physically see how much he wants me. He thrusts his hips a few times against my cupped hand, and his cock expands with each touch.
As I move my hand up and down his shaft, SJ circles my clit, applying just the right amount of pressure. When he gives me a slight pinch, my back arches off the bed, and a low, long moan slips past my lips.
I never knew it could feel this good. It never has before. “Please.”
“You don’t have to beg, cupcake. I’ll give you exactly what you want. You never have to beg.”
I’m panting, hyperaware of his every move and ready for his next.
He pulls my panties aside as he leans down, placing his wide shoulders between my thighs. Spreading me wide. His tongue darts out and grazes my pussy lips, continuing the same circling motion he did with his finger. It feels incredible.
I reach down and run my hand over his smooth head, then down along his jawline into his thick beard. He twists his head and playfully sucks my finger into his mouth. Sucking and swirling his tongue around before releasing it with a pop.
“SJ,” I say his name like a prayer, a nod to the man upstairs for putting this beautiful, incredible, enticing, smart, caring, perfect-for-me man in my life.
He hums, and the vibration causes a tingling sensation to run through my core. I shiver in response. He inserts one finger, slowly pumping in and out over and again.
I’m already drenched, so it takes no time at all before I’m ready for another finger, and he does not disappoint. With two fingers, I feel full and the light but perfect pressure he puts on my clit has me seeing stars behind my eyelids in no time.
My heels dig into the hotel bedsheets as I throw my head back. My back arches, and I instinctively grab the sides of his head to push him tighter against me, and then I explode. My walls clench around his fingers, even as he continues to slowly pump in and out. He never lets up pressure on my sweet spot.
He licks up every fucking drop like a starved man as I slowly come down from the most amazing orgasm I’ve ever experienced. SJ sits back on his heels and takes his fingers and pushes them into my mouth. My jaw goes slack, and I instinctively close my lips around his digits.
“Suck, cupcake.”
I don’t hesitate to obey, licking and sucking my sweet, tangy taste off his fingers. SJ leans into me more, drawing our bodies closer. Before long, he removes his fingers and trails his other hand up my thigh and around to my ass.
Grabbing a handful, he lifts my hips effortlessly and grinds his hard erection against my panty clad pussy. I clench automatically, but there’s nothing there to fulfill this burning need in my core.
I reach down and push his boxers over his scrumptious ass, but I only make it over one cheek before he stills my efforts.
“What’s wrong?” I ask, confused.
Why is he stopping me? I thought he wanted this as much as I do.
He can read me like a book at this point and answers before I can let my thoughts run away with me. “It’s not that, cupcake. I want you more than I’ve wanted anything in my life. Never doubt that. I don’t have a condom. Do you?” I hear the hope in his voice.
I stop my efforts and fall back onto the bed. It’s only a few inches away because SJ is hovering over me, his muscular chest only centimeters from mine.
I giggle. A condom? A condom?
He leans up on his haunches and quirks an eyebrow at me. “A man could feel a certain way when his woman giggles right before sex.”
I lean up and pull him back down to me, and he goes willingly. “I’m laughing because we’re so damn close, finally, and what’s going to stop us is a damn condom. I feel like a teenager.”
“There are plenty of other things we can do. I just didn’t plan for this. I’ve wanted you since the first day I laid my eyes on you, but I guess I never thought I would have this chance.”
I sigh because he’s so freaking perfect it hurts. He knows just the right things to say, and I don’t want there to be anything between us. No more barriers, no more excuses.
I shrug. “I’m on the pill…” I leave the suggestion out there, trying to gauge his reaction.
I trust him implicitly. I hope he trusts me, too.
