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“That was impressive Mara, maybe we ought to hire you for a few motivational speeches to our clients,” Eva said, half serious and half joking.
“No thanks,” she snorted. “I’m only nice to people I like.”
“I’m glad you like me,” I told her and hugged her tight before doing the same to each of the women who’d answered my emergency help call. “Thank you all for coming to my rescue.”
“It was our pleasure,” Gretchen insisted. “And we expect details tomorrow. Or the day after if you’re too tired tomorrow.” My sister bussed my cheek and herded the rest of the girls from the house, leaving me alone with my thoughts. And the lingerie.
Ninety minutes and one cocktail later, I was dressed in a green negligee with nude pumps and filled with confidence, and when the doorbell rang I was ready. Mostly. After a near tumble on my way to the door, I took a couple deep breaths and pulled it open with a smile. “Well hello, handsome.” Chris had taken care with his appearance, wearing dark slacks and a mustard colored shirt that highlighted the liquid gold color in his eyes.
“Tara,” he groaned when his hazel eyes took in my outfit. “You’re beautiful.”
Heat suffused my whole body at the intensity of his stare and the guttural tone of his voice. “Thanks. Come on in.” I took a step back and groaned at the scent of his cologne as it mixed with the pie in one hand. “Apple pie?”
“Apple crumb cake. I heard you were a fan.” His gaze dipped to my cleavage and darkened just as his tongue slipped out and slicked across his bottom lip. “Am I early?”
“Nope. You’re right on time, which is good because I appreciate punctuality in a man.”
“Do you, now?” His tone was teasing but his gaze was pure fire as he leaned in and pressed his mouth to mine in what was supposed to be a short greeting kiss, but as soon as our tongues touched, heat exploded between us and Chris deepened the kiss, exploring my mouth with his tongue while my hands explored the wide expanse of his back and his narrow waist. “Tara, you’re gonna kill me. You know that, right?”
I tossed my head back and laugh. “I don’t want to kill you Chris.” My heart raced but I was a grown up, independent woman who could speak her mind. Right?
“Well what do you want?”
“For starters, what I want is you. Right. Now.” Everything we needed for dinner was in the fridge, ready to go whenever we were ready to eat. This, us, was the main course tonight. Not food or games or getting to know each other. This. Pleasure. “Unless of course, you’d rather eat.”
“Oh, I’ll eat all right,” he growled and set the pie on the table beside my keys before he scooped me in his arms and carried me off to my bedroom, recently cleaned with a sandalwood candle burning and dim lighting to set the mood. He laid me across the bed gently and pulled back with fire in his eyes. “And later I’ll have food. But right now the only thing I want to devour, is you Tara.”
His words fired me up and I was off the bed and on my feet in a heartbeat, hands flying over his buttons and then his slacks. “Good, that’s what I want too,” I told him as I hooked my thumbs in his boxers and slid them down his powerful thighs until they pooled at his feet with the slacks. His erection was long and thick, painfully hard as it jutted out towards me, making my mouth water.
“Tara.” It was the only word he managed to get out as I took him in my mouth, licking and sucking him in long, slow strokes that produced incoherent sounds. “Oh fuck,” he growled and sifted his nimble fingers through my hair, hips pumping slightly.
I moaned at the taste of him, fresh from the shower but still with a hint of irresistible man musk. The sounds he made drove me crazy and I could feel my own desire gathering low in my belly, dampening my lingerie in all the right places.
“Fuck, Tara,” he groaned and gripped my hair a little tighter as his hips moved a little faster, sliding his cock a little deeper in my mouth. “Yes,” he growled. The fact that he was so turned on, his voice so deep with desire, was doing wild and crazy things to me and I wanted to return the favor.
Gripping this thighs, I took him deep and I did it faster and faster, over and over again until his muscles tensed and his hand fisted in my hair and I knew he was close to the edge. Then I took him a little deeper. And swallowed.
