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The fact that she was begging me to fuck her nearly made me rip off her skirt, bend her over in the darkness and take her right there. I gave her one last kiss, pulling away reluctantly.

“My driver is right over there.” I pointed down the block to where it sat idling in a no-parking zone.

“What are you waiting for?” Natalie asked, pulling me towards it. “Let’s go.”

We nearly jogged to the damn thing, forcing Hector to rush to get out of the driver’s seat to open the door for us.

“Home, please,” I said to him, arching an eyebrow for emphasis. “As fast as possible.”

His quick nod was enough to assure me that he’d make it happen.

The moment the partition was up our hands started exploring. We didn’t say a word, as if we were both so wrapped up in our heat for each other that talking might break the spell. I stroked her leg, and she moved it closer to me, inviting me to explore. My hand traced circles on the soft skin of her inner thigh and she sighed, letting her head fall back and closing her eyes. I slid my hand higher, and I heard her catch her breath as my fingertips crested the edge of her panties. She pushed against me, and I cupped her heat, nearly out of my mind with how badly I wanted her.

I glanced out the window, trying to place where we were, to see if I had enough time to enjoy her. True to his word, Hector was making the trip in record time, and I wasn’t about to start something I couldn’t finish.

I pulled my hand back, getting an anguished cry out of Natalie.

“We’re nearly there,” I said. “And I want to wait to enjoy you fully. I promise you, it’ll be worth the wait.”

Natalie snaked her hand to my crotch and cupped my hard length. “I can tell.”

I chuckled, because she had no idea what was in store for her once I got her naked.

15

NATALIE

His hands were magic.

The moment his apartment door shut behind us, his hands were everywhere on my body, caressing, exploring, and teasing. And James never stopped kissing me. I couldn’t even see straight as we tripped through his apartment. Everything passed in a blur, from the soaring ceiling in his front hall to the incredible skyline out the floor-to-ceiling windows. The only thing that mattered to me was the way he was making me feel.

Absolutely ravenous.

I felt like I didn’t even know my own body. After wanting him for so long I was wild with passion. I just wanted him, every damn inch of him. I massaged his dick through his pants as we made our way to his bedroom, getting groans out of him.

“I can’t control myself around you,” he whispered in my ear as he cupped my ass.

“Then don’t.”

He stripped my clothing off so quickly that I heard my thin black skirt rip as he pulled it down. James took a step backwards and gave himself a few seconds to admire me as I stood in front of him in just my panties and bra. He let out a jagged sigh of appreciation.

“You’re so fucking gorgeous, Natalie.”

I answered him by reaching up to unsnap my bra and then slid off my underwear, so I was naked. He closed his eyes for a second, like he couldn’t believe what he was seeing.

James moved towards me, but I put my hand on his solid chest to stop him.

“Wait.”

He scowled at me, probably because he didn’t like taking orders from anyone, particularly during moments like this. But he was still fully clothed, and that wouldn’t do at all. I’d waited too long to see exactly what was going on beneath all of his fitted shirts. I slipped the blazer off of his shoulders and started unbuttoning the tight buttons on his shirt.

“Allow me,” he said, gently moving my hands aside. He grasped both sides of the things, then wrenched it open, sending the buttons scattering across the floor. “You were taking too long.”

He pulled his shirt off and I let out my own sigh of appreciation when I saw his naked torso. The shoulders that strained the seams were even more impressive now that I could fully appreciate them. And his chest? All I wanted to do was run my hands down it, to where two hard lines formed near his hips and disappeared into his pants. I held back and unbuttoned his jeans instead, excited to finally see what I’d spent far too much time imagining.

I sighed as I freed him from his boxer briefs. His cock was perfect, so much so that I dropped to my knees and took him into my mouth as James struggled to step out of his jeans.

“Natalie, I…” he managed as I worked him, taking as much of his dick into my mouth as I could.