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I heard the shower turn on upstairs. A heat started rising in my core, knowing that the water meant that Dom was up there. Naked. Beneath my closed eyelids, I allowed myself to go back to the time I did see him naked. He was a gorgeous specimen of a man. He had a slim build, but his muscles showed the benefits of regularly working out. When I ran my lips over his chest, skin on skin, heat on heat.
Fuck. My eyes fluttered open, not wanting to break the image, but knowing the heat was rising too fast, too high. I either needed to take care of business myself or go cool down a bit. Being in the center of the city wasn't a good place to put yourself on show, so I took a sip of cool water, and went inside.
The water was still running. That meant that he was still naked.
I found myself walking up the stairway, the sound of running water coming closer and closer. Entering his room, I saw how he carefully placed his clothes on his bed. The blinds were closed; his room was dark. As I approached the door to his ensuite bathroom, the water stopped.
Now what should I do?
Suddenly his door opened and there he was, half covered in a towel, using another towel to dry his hair.
His eyes adjusted to the dark and saw me.
"Calla? What are you doing here?"
"I-I-I'm sorry. I just couldn't sit down there knowing you were… well, naked." I walked up to him and caught him in a kiss. He dropped his drying towel and wrapped his arms around me. As my arms went around him, I could feel the water on his back, which I dried with my own hands. He deepened the kiss, opening his mouth and allowing our tongues to caress and tangle with each other in the most exciting way.
I felt my way down to the towel that was wrapped around his waist and flicked it open. His dick seemed thankful for my movement as it sprung up against my waist. My hand encircled his fullness, stroking him, pulling a light moan from his wet lips.
"Calla…"
I moved my kiss to his neck, his chest and allowed my tongue to trail down his rippled abs until I reached his warmth. I went on my knees, placing his fullness in my mouth, thrusting him in and out by pulling him from the back of his legs. Over and over, in and out of me. Licking, slurping, god he was so tasty.
"Calla, I can't…"
I let him go and stood up. He took me by the hand and pulled me toward his bed. Pushing off the work clothes placed on his bed in one swift movement, he playfully pushed me onto the bed, where I landed on my front. He pulled my skort down, revealing the lace thong I had on.
"Oh god,… " he murmured. "Your ass is so fucking gorgeous."
He got on his knees and licked my left butt cheek; that one simple movement driving me wild. I kicked off my skort and panties. His breathing was getting ragged just watching the spectacle. He grabbed me by my hips. He pushed his knees between my legs and I willingly opened up to him, slightly lifting my ass toward him, knowing how badly I wanted him to fill me.
He bent down and thrust his tongue in and out of me. I moaned and couldn't help but grind my ass against his face. So fucking hot. He pulled out and the next thing I felt was so fucking heavenly, I couldn't help but cry out. His fullness filled me, and each thrust made me forget everything around me. It was just him and me, moving together like we were meant for each other. He leaned over me, and I twisted my body to answer his wanting mouth. Our tongues fucking each other as much as he was fucking me.
Just as I felt my muscles close around him over and over, I cried out. He let out a low moan and quickly pulled out, emptying himself on the towel that lay close by on the ground. He collapsed on the bed close to me and pulled me close, spooning me from behind. As his ragged breathing slowed, he whispered in my ear, "You make me fucking crazy."
I murmured my satisfaction. I remembered what I thought on the patio. I could get used to this.
We stayed in bed, eventually getting under the covers, softly caressing each other. I took off my tank top and bra because I loved the skin on skin contact. His hand ran up and down my arm, bending his head down to tease my nipple with his mouth. Deepening the massage on my breast with his mouth, his hand went lower, finding my wetness. His fingers explored my folds, the heat within me rising yet again. His fingers found my entrance and satisfied the longing I was feeling. I sighed at the slow, but intentional movements. He was a master with his fingers.
"Dom," I sighed with my eyes closed. "Do you really have to go away this weekend?"
"Mmm-hmmm. Although you make a big case for me wanting to stay here."
"I could make love to you all weekend."
"Mmm. I'm going to have to take a raincheck on that. I would love to do that, too."
His mouth found mine again. I reached down and found his hardness. I stroked his soft skin, moving my hand up and down his shaft as our tongues gently tangled.
"Mmm. You're gorgeous. Did you know that?" I asked.
"No. I'm the nerdy numbers guy, remember? You're the gorgeous one," he murmured.
"Well, whatever you are, I'll take you. Over and over."
"Beauty and the Beast. I'll happily be your beast." He raised his body to be above mine. "And your fucking stroking me has made me want you all over again. Fuck. Get ready, I'm in beast mode." I laughed.
"Beast-mode all over me, I'm ready."
