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Whatever he wanted to say got lost in his throat when she maneuvered out from under him, only to stand before him. A quick yank and the polka-dot strapless dress fell to the ground in a pool of red. She stood before him, a goddess of golden honey covered in a pair of tiny red lace panties and a red strapless bra. Hands on her hips, she tilted her head slightly up toward him for a kiss. Her blond hair spilled on one side of her shoulder, covering her left breast. Stephen stood to fit his body against hers. His hands stroked the curve of her waist; his fingers itched to pull off the material. Their mouths met and kissed deeply—passionately. Never before had he gotten lost in a kiss. As crazy as it seemed, he’d been content not making love. He did not need it—he wanted it, but kissing and a bit of touching here and there made him content, or so he thought.
“Do I look like I am teasing?”
A nerve in the back of his jaw twitched. “¡Dios mío!” His erection stiffened and strained against his pants.
Lexi’s wide eyes blinked innocently as she stepped forward, pushing him onto the couch while she straddled his legs. Her breasts, so delectable, pushed against his face. Stephen kissed the valley between them and she ground her lower half against him. Her long lashes fanned against her cheeks each time. “Is something wrong?”
Innocent, his ass. This woman made seduction a profession. She had played the sweet Southern girl act for a while and he’d fallen for it. Grinning devilishly, Stephen shook his head. He was done with playing the good boy if she was finished playing the good girl.
“Not at all,” he breathed.
“Why are you leaving me the only one undressed, then?”
Her fingertips unbuttoned his shirt. Stephen helped, trying to control his eagerness. With her still in his lap, he lifted his hips, slid his pants down his legs and kicking out of his pants, stripped down to his black boxers. Lexi reached for his waistband. “Let me.”
Lexi slipped off his legs and cradled her body between his thighs. Her warm breath against his belly button made him aware he’d been shivering with nervousness. Stephen slouched into the cushions of the couch. A pink tongue darted out of her mouth, tracing the area between the fabric of his briefs and his skin. Her fingers moved to his hips and slowly peeled down the material, freeing his throbbing cock. Lexi took her thumb and rolled the precum and spread it around and down the shaft. Maneuvering to her knees, she braced her hands on his thighs and slid her red lips over him, taking him deeply to the back of her throat. Stephen reached for the cushions, trying to maintain his cool, but as she bobbed her head up and down, suctioning each time her mouth closed around the tip, he couldn’t take it. His hands sank into her hair, guiding her to his oblivion. When he thought he might burst, Stephen jackknifed upward and swooped Lexi into his arms and laid her down on the couch. He needed her. Now.
Stephen hovered over her body. She slid her bra off and he kissed her on the collarbone. When Lexi pressed her hands against his bare chest, her breasts jutted forward in offering. He obliged, making love to one nipple at a time until her legs fell to the side. Stephen sent another trail of kisses down her smooth belly. The thin fabric of her panties didn’t hide the moisture she’d exuded from their touching. He was ready to stroke her but not yet. His mouth craved another kiss. Providing one, Lexi’s soft hands milked him softly and firmly. Stephen pulled his hips out of her way, returning to his trail of kisses. His thumbs parted the center of her legs and he blew a hot kiss through the red fabric of her panties. Lexi whimpered.
His tongue slipped the fabric to the side and stroked the length of the runway strip of hair. Liquid heat gushed onto his tongue as he went deeper into her slick folds. Above him, Lexi’s breath went ragged. Stephen kissed, lipped and devoured her while her hips wiggled beneath him. He used his hands to raise her butt so he could feast on her.
“Stephen!” She cried out his name. Stephen pulled himself to his arms and balanced himself to hover over her. He made love to one nipple with his mouth, pulled back and made love to the other. He sat back a moment to look at his work. The twin peaks stood at full attention. Lexi’s body squirmed beneath his. She gyrated her hips against his strained erection.
Stephen struggled with the idea of how to make love to her body properly, fast and hard or slow and easy. Eager, he did not want to wait another minute; he wanted to take her right here. Another part of him wanted to savor every inch of her delectable body. They only had a limited time together and he wanted to showcase all of his skills.
Lexi’s hands ran all over the place. They traced circles at the back of his freshly shaven head, cupping his jaw by his beard, and on his neck and biceps; before he rose to his haunches they were all over his back. Stephen had been skilled in the way of pleasing a woman. He’d practiced self-control over the years and always found the right time to release himself but at a mere touch of her hands he was going to explode. This couldn’t be normal, but then again Lexi was a world-class seductress. Even the way she breathed turned him on—short, shallow breaths as if she were impatient. He looked down at her in the flickering light of the setting sun on the background he’d set for them.
Out of habit, Stephen reached down between her legs to test her readiness. He slipped a long finger under the silky fabric and into the warm depth of her body. He prayed she didn’t catch his eyes fluttering or the way he inhaled deeply. Her insides took him into her velvety embrace—decadent, moist and rich. Touching her so deeply almost ended him.
He tried to play it as cool as possible again as he stood up and reached down for a condom from his wallet. Lexi rolled to one side, faced him and wrapped her warm hands around his thighs and brought him to her face. The bend of his knees almost made him buckle when she took him in her mouth again. He braced himself just to keep from falling. Her talented tongue licked, sucked and even nibbled. He couldn’t breathe. Like a child on Christmas morning, he couldn’t wait.
In one swift move, he went from one end of the couch to the other. He yanked those panties off, rolled the condom on and dived into her wet crevice. For half a second, a flash of panic quickened in Lexi’s eyes, and at the same moment a slight barrier held him back for a moment as he entered her tight body. Her walls hugged his erection; he moved his hips deeper and met the same resistance. She was wet but not ready. He dipped his head down and took a nipple into his mouth. Stephen tried to stand up but Lexi locked her legs around his waist.
“Make love to me, Stephen, please,” she mewed, “please.”
Stephen had not planned for this. Desire clouded his common sense. She seduced him and made him lose every hold on reality. Hips moving again, he pushed onward, deeper and slower. Lexi’s hips rose to meet his with each thrust. Like a jockey urging its mount on, she pressed her hands against his rear end and urged him faster. Soft moans echoed in his ear. The light flickered across her face, exposing her pleasure. Lexi arched her back, bringing her body closer. Her Cupid’s-bow mouth parted in a gasp when he hooked her knees around his arms and drove into her, trying hard as hell to not lose control.
Their bodies moved in perfect rhythm. He couldn’t control himself any further. She moaned with each pump, hands still on him, knuckles clenched until they spun out and her entire body jolted and fell back into the couch. Her lower half trembled in orgasm. He was so taken that he suddenly lost control, spilling himself.
Sweat poured down his body. He quickly got to his knees and knelt before her naked body. Her dewy skin glistened. Lexi turned her head to his; in the light he could see her blush.
“My God, woman,” Stephen breathed.
“What?” Lexi blinked innocently.
The floor chilled his knees. Emotions trudged through his body. Hating the way she casually threw his question back, Stephen stared at the spot on her shoulder he’d kissed. “I didn’t plan for our first ti
me to be on my office couch.”
She reached over and pulled him by the neck. He liked the way she knew how to take charge. Her soft lips pressed against his. “Well, now every time you have a meeting in here, you can be reminded of me. What other room can we christen?”
Stephen tickled the soft inside curve of her waist. “You’re not going to let me catch my breath?”
“Not a chance, old man,” Lexi teased. “We have a lot of making up for lost time to do.”
A shrill ring came from her phone in her purse by the door. Lexi struggled to get up while trying to maintain modesty. She grabbed his white pullover and slipped her arms through the sleeves and tugged the hem over her ample behind as she crossed the new hardwood flooring. Stephen enjoyed the sight of her in his clothes, her long legs tiptoeing out of his office. Stephen followed her to the doorway, watching as she bent over and he got a peek at her sunshine below. Unabashed by his own nakedness, Stephen got his second wind.
Like Lexi’s place next door, Stephen’s too had an apartment upstairs. That entrance was sealed off with a closed door between his office and Nate’s. The wooden staircase was littered with rose petals. He’d planned on surprising Lexi with a tour of the studio and an early dinner. The kitchen upstairs still had their dinner warming in the oven. A round table held a vase of her favorite orchids and a string quartet played through the air from one of the many music devices left over by the sound-machine guys who had helped set up this afternoon for him.
