Kelly could feel Miles’s gaze on her, and she looked up to find his eyes glued to hers. He had set his fork down and was no longer enjoying the cake as she was. There was an intensity there that had her belly warming up.
He moved around the island, and she tracked him. With every step he took, her heart rate picked up speed. She set her fork down and turned toward him as he approached. Without aword, he leaned forward and captured her lips with his. The taste of cake and wine lingered on his tongue. It was intoxicating.
She wrapped her arms around his neck, leaning into his touch. Within seconds, he had grasped her butt and lifted her up onto the counter. He pressed his hands against her legs to push them apart so he could get closer and then kissed his way down her neck.
When she moaned, he pulled back and took a deep breath. “I’m sorry. I got excited.” He pressed his forehead to hers.
“You don’t see me complaining,” she whispered.
He looked into her eyes. “It’s been a while.”
She smiled and tilted her head. “I bet Emma is a bit of a cockblock.”
He snorted. “It’s not so much that. I just think it’s rude for me to pawn her off on a family member so I can go sleep with someone. Feels wrong.”
She brushed her hand across his cheek. “Does it feel wrong now?”
His eyes bounced between hers. “Not in the slightest.”
She leaned forward and pressed her lips to his. He groaned, and her hands worked at pulling his shirt up. They pulled apart long enough for her to discard his shirt on the floor. Then, her eyes roamed over his body. He was fit, just as she had pictured. Her fingers traced the hard lines of his body, and he groaned against her mouth when they dipped below the hem of his pants, brushing his hard cock.
Miles moved his hands to her back, grasping the zipper of her dress and pulling it down. She let the straps fall, and her bra quickly fell with them. He pulled away, and his eyes roamed over her exposed chest, the cold air making her nipples pucker into tight buds.
“You’re so beautiful,” he said, his voice deepening.
He leaned forward and pulled her nipple into his mouth. She gasped and dropped her head back, her fingers threading through his hair.
“Miles, I want you.”
He released her nipple with a “pop” and stepped away. He fished a condom out of his wallet before he loosened his belt and dropped his pants to the floor along with his boxers. His cock bobbed with the movement, and she couldn’t help but stare.
This was going to be incredible.
She shimmied while on the counter, working her dress off her and letting it fall to the floor with her panties while he rolled the condom down his shaft. She then used her toes to push her ballet flats off, which dropped to the floor with a soft thud.
His eyes looked molten when he stepped closer to her, closing the distance, and pulled her ass to the edge of the counter. He took hold of his cock and pressed the tip to her slick entrance.
“Are you sure you want to do this? I’ll be honest. I’m not sure I’ll be able to stop once we start,” he said.
She hooked her legs around his waist and tugged him closer. “I’ll never ask you to stop.”
He sank into her, and they both moaned.
“Baby, you feel so good,” he said.
“So do you.”
He thrust into her, and she gasped, gripping his biceps. He thrust again, and she leaned closer, biting down on his shoulder.
“That’s it, baby,” he whispered into her ear before kissing her temple and thrusting again.
She cried out with every thrust. Her body climbed higher and higher until finally spots appeared in front of her eyes as her pleasure tore through her.
“Oh, my God,” she cried.
“Yes,” he groaned, thrusting harder.
She gripped his arms tighter and clung on for dear life until he emptied inside her. They both breathed heavily as their bodies twitched. When he finally pulled back, he discarded the condom, and helped her off the counter.
“How many codes did we just break having sex in a commercial kitchen?” she asked.
He huffed out a laugh. “Don’t worry. I’ll sanitize everything.”
