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The buzzer beeps as I swipe my ID card over the sensor, and the wrought iron gates slide open.
"This place is like a fortress," Mia breathes in the passenger's seat, looking at the walls and cameras. "Are you a celebrity or something?"
I chuckle. "Or something."
She flutters her lashes at me when I pull her door open and offer her my hand, leading her inside and up the stairs to my bedroom. Once we're inside, with the door shut and locked, the tension returns in full force.
I back her up against the wall, cupping the base of her head before pressing our lips together. She moans sweetly into my mouth and I nearly lose it right then and there. Fuck, this woman's voice... Wrapping my hands around her thighs, I lift her feet off the ground and set her on the top of my dresser.
Her piercing gaze trails over my face and her delicate fingers trail up the back of my neck. "Take your shirt off."
I gladly oblige, pulling the button up off in one swift move before returning to my position between her legs, leaning in to drag my tongue along her collarbone.
"Fuck, Mia," I groan, "you taste so sweet..."
Slowly, ever so slowly, I work her shirt up and off. The anticipation is killing me and admittedly keeping me from moving too fast. I want this to last. I don't want to move on, but I know that's how all good things end. At least for now, though, I can pretend that this is forever.
At least for now, I can pretend she's mine.
She whimpers softly in the back of her throat as I drag my fingers over her sides, teasingly light. Slowly, agonizingly so, I work my way up her body and around to the front of her bra.
"Yes," she breathes, gripping my shoulders tightly as I tease her nipples into stiffness with my thumbs.
My hands slide down to her jeans and I unbutton them, pulling them down just a fraction and gazing at the black lace panties she wears with a greedy lust.
Hypnotized by the hardness between my legs, she reaches out and palms me through my jeans before undoing my belt buckle, licking up my chest to my jawline.
I brush the palm of my hand over her bare hip, yanking the jeans down the rest of the way. And then we're grinding into each other again, digging our nails into each other's skin. It hurts so good because even though we're pressed together tightly enough that I'm not sure where one of us ends and the other begins, there's still too much fabric between us.
"Take off your underwear," I order breathlessly as she slips a hand down into them and slowly strokes herself. "Naughty, naughty."
I take matters into my own hands, tossing her onto the bed and pulling them off myself before kicking my boxers off and climbing on top of her.
She lets out an animalistic moan as I plunge two fingers inside of her, wriggling them against that spot in just the right way until she's gasping and clawing at my back. Fuck, I want to make her come. I want to hear her scream my name.
"Harder!" she pouts.
I slam my hand into her, harder than before, in a rhythm that drives me crazy, too. She matches my stride and I slip a third finger into her, pumping roughly until she's writhing beneath me and begging for more.
The temptation to thrust into her already is nearly overwhelming. When she climbs on top of me in the missionary position and guides me inside of her, it nearly defeats me entirely.
"Fuck me, Antonio," she demands.
I don't need to be told twice.
She sits upright on top of me, grasping my thighs for support and grinding against me in a steady rhythm to match her own. I push myself up and meet her lips with mine, swirling my tongue with hers and gripping her hips tight enough that I think I’m leaving behind fingerprint-shaped bruises.
She grinds against me like that for what seems like hours, until I'm honestly afraid I'm going to pass out from the pleasure. My senses are a blur, apart from the burning sensation in my spine, but when she comes, it brings me back to life.
Pressing her hands to the headboard, I slam into her as hard and as fast as I can. She moans sweetly into the crook of my neck, squeezing her eyes shut.
"Antonio," she gasps as she comes, "oh god, Antonio..."
Fuck. That's hard to resist. So fucking close.
She slams down hard enough to jostle the bed, crying out my name as I wrap my arms around her waist and pump into her the whole way. She's gasping and moaning, clawing at me and reaching for something just out of reach. I give it to her, spanking her ass playfully before nudging deeper and harder into her.
"That's it," I whisper, barely even containing the growl in my chest. "Come for me, baby..."
