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“This is nice,” I told him.
He crooked his finger at me. “Come here.”
My heels carried me across the room. He still stood nearly a head taller than me, even in my heels, but I stood before him with my back straight and head held high.
“You don’t need this anymore,” he said, pushing my jacket off of my shoulders and tossing it to the chair behind him. His hands slipped down my arms and then back up my waist, leaving a trail of goose bumps in his wake.
I stepped forward into him. “Then, you don’t need this.”
I ran my hands under his suit jacket and helped him out of it. I dropped it next to mine then began deftly unbuttoning his shirt, one white button at a time. When I finally reached the bottom, I wrenched the shirt open, tugging it from its constraints and exposing the six-pack underneath. The sight of his body was so familiar and yet so new. I trailed my fingers over every ridge of his abdomen until I reached the seductive V that disappeared into his pants.
I hesitated only a moment before pulling his belt through the buckle. He inhaled sharply as I undid the belt and then popped the button open. My hands trembled slightly as I dragged the zipper to the base, caressing his dick through the material.
He jerked me forward almost involuntarily, and then his mouth was on mine. Needy and desperate. He’d been holding back, and I didn’t realize how much we’d both been restraining ourselves until that moment.
Isaac buried his hands in my hair, and his tongue stroked mine before he dove downward, leaving a trail of kisses down my neck and across my collarbone. His hand found the scant string holding my dress up, and he tugged it loose. The straps tumbled off of my shoulders, baring me from the waist up.
He growled deep in the back of his throat at the sight of my breasts, nipples brown and erect. His mouth dipped down to taste them, as if he were seated before a feast and I was every course. My head fell backward as one hand palmed my breast and the other tweaked my peaked nipple.
My words were incoherent. A combination of, “Yes,” and, “Please,” and “Oh God,” and I wasn’t sure how much of it was in Spanish or English, but Isaac didn’t seem to care.
I stepped backward as he led me to the bed and then laid me out on my back. Heated moans escaped my lips as his lips ran down my body, trailing kiss after kiss down my exposed stomach. He peeled the rest of the dress down my narrow hips and tossed the expensive material to the floor carelessly. Truth be told, I couldn’t seem to care either.
All that was left between us was my nude thong. I whimpered as he teased the edges of the material with his fingers.
“Isaac,” I pleaded.
But he didn’t heed me, just left me to writhe on the bed as his tongue took over. He licked his way across the seam and down between my legs, spreading me wider before him. My breath hitched as he dipped one finger into my thong, feeling my slick wetness proclaiming my want for him.
“Peyton,” he growled like a prayer.
Then, my thong was gone, and his mouth replaced the material. At the first touch of his lips on my core, I knew that I was a goner. Utterly and unequivocally.
He licked and sucked on my clit, building me to a crescendo like a virtuoso. And then his fingers began to play the melody, inserting one inside of me and then another. In and out while his tongue finished off the rhythm. Until I exploded on his mouth, letting him taste my desire.
While I was still lying helpless on the bed, he retrieved a condom from his back pocket and then shucked the rest of his clothes to the floor. He deftly fit the condom it to himself. My eyes widened at the sight of him. No wonder no one else had ever compared. He grinned when he caught me watching him. Then, he was prowling after me.
I crawled backward on the bed and watched how he was barely keeping himself from plunging into me.
“Peyton…” he began, prepared to ask my permission. As if I weren’t already spread wide for him and begging him.
“Please,” I gasped. “Please, Isaac. I want you…this.”
That was enough for him. His strong body covered mine. Our hips fit together, as they had so many times before. His biceps flexed powerfully as he held himself up over my body. Our eyes met, locked. The world disappeared.
The head of his dick settled against me. My eyes rolled back in my head, and I lifted my hips to meet him. He chuckled at my attempts to get him to move.
