I can’t resist the sight of her perfect, bee-stung lips, and I close the distance between us.
The intensity rocks her back on her heels, and I push her up against the wall next to her bedroom door as I slip my tongue into her mouth to tangle with hers. She tastes like hot chocolate and whipped cream.
“I need you,” she whispers as I pepper her face with kisses.
“I need you too,” I whisper back before I plunder her mouth once again.
She kisses me back, just as needy as I am. Her hands twist in my dress shirt, and I tangle mine in her hair. When she starts to unbutton my shirt, I pull back.
“I can wait. We don’t have to—” I start, but she cuts me off with a smile.
“I need you, Levi. Don’t make me wait.”
I can’t deny her.
I help her undo the rest of the buttons and toss my shirt aside before I reach for her top and tug it over her head. She’s not wearing a bra, and her perfect tits spill out. My hands reach for them, and I groan at the heavy feel of them against my palms.
“So damn perfect.”
She arches against me, a moan getting caught in her throat as she looks up at me.
“More,” she begs as my fingers toy with her stiff nipples.
I nod, dipping my head and sucking one peak into my mouth. She cries out at the contact, and I vow to make her say my name like that every day for the rest of my life.
Her fingers are pulling at my belt, and I reluctantly step back and hurry to shed the rest of my clothes. She’s doing the same, both of us eager to be skin-on-skin with each other.
“Bed,” I order her, and she nods, hurrying over to it.
I’m right behind her, and I push her down on top of the messy sheets. She falls, and her legs spread open slightly. I get my first look at the heaven between her legs and send up a silent prayer to God that she was sent to my office to interview.
“I need a taste,” I tell her, and she blinks at me in confusion. That look clears when I drop to my knees at the edge of the bed and tug her closer to me.
“Levi,” she starts, but I cut her off by burying my face between her thick thighs.
She tastes like cotton candy, and I moan, my tongue licking up more of her juices. I’m instantly addicted to the taste, and hold her in place as I explore her puffy folds and tight little hole.
Her clit is standing at attention by the time I lick my way up there. As soon as I suck that little pearl into my mouth, she starts to scream. Her legs snap shut around my head and she arches against the mattress.
I moan, rolling my tongue over the bundle of nerves over and over again. She’s wound so damn tight, and I know that it won’t take her long to come.
“Levi! Oh, God!” She shouts up to the ceiling as she comes against my mouth.
I lick up all of her pleasure, wanting more of the taste, but she’s tugging on the strands of my hair.
I kiss my way up her body, and she moans as I kiss her, the taste of her orgasm passing between us.
“Whoa,” she whispers, and I grin down at her.
“We’re just getting started,” I tell her as I press my hips against hers, letting her feel my hard length.
“I’m not sure that you’ll fit,” she says nervously, and I smile.
“I will. I’ll go slow. I never want to hurt you,” I tell her, and she smiles slightly, nodding at me.
My lips find hers again, and I start to rock against her, lubing my cock up in her sticky release. With every pass over her clit, she tightens underneath me and spreads her legs a little wider in invitation.
I continue to kiss her. I want her to be relaxed when I finally start to push into her. My tongue plays with her, and she lets out a frustrated sigh as I pass over her clit once more.