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When I reached down to remove my dress completely, he grabbed my hand.
"Don't," he said and looked in my eyes. "I want to watch you do it slowly. Tease me."
I stopped, trying to imagine what he'd most like me to do.
"What do you want me to do?"
"Expose one breast completely."
When I did, he ran his fingers over the curve, stopping to stroke my nipple, taking it between his finger and thumb, rolling it to a hard peak.
"Now, the other," he said and watched while I complied. He seemed to enjoy me following his commands.
Both breasts were now fully exposed, and I stood waiting for his next command, my body so in need of his touch. He cupped both breasts in his hands and bent down, kissing one and then the other, tonguing each nipple softly, then tugging hard.
I moaned, the sensations sending a zing of desire through my body.
"I love your breasts," he murmured against one. "I can't get enough."
He looked up into my eyes while he pulled down my dress. It fell into a puddle of fabric on the floor and I was left standing with my bra pulled down, my breasts exposed and my lacy black thong all that I had on.
"Beautiful," he said, standing back, admiring me.
I felt exposed but very wanton at that moment. His eyes on me, the possession in them, the lust, made me almost weak. It had been a long time since I felt such a mix of love and lust from a man -- maybe never. It made me need Josh's touch even more.
"You're perfect." He ran a hand down my body from my breast to my hip and then stepped closer, slipping his hand between my thighs. "Mmm. You're nice and wet."
"It's all your fault," I said with a coy smile.
He smiled back. "This isn't going to take long, is it?"
I shook my head.
Then he pushed me back onto the bed and I lay there, waiting, wondering what he'd do next.
He remained standing but removed his jacket and loosened his tie.
"Take off your thong," he said. When I reached down to remove it, he added, "Slowly."
I smiled to myself and tried to be as seductive as I could be, slipping the thin piece of lacy fabric down over my hips and then pulling it off my legs. He watched with obviously interest, his erection visible, pressed against his slacks. When I had the thong almost all the way off, I removed one foot and spread my thighs, knowing that would give him a good view of me. His eyes widened greedily in response.
Finally, I held the thong in one hand, my thighs spread, feet on the edge of the bed. I threw the thong over at the closet and waited for what Josh would do next.
"You're beautiful," he said in a throaty voice. "Perfect."
I smiled and closed my eyes, knowing I wasn't but glad he thought so anyway.
While I watched, he unfastened his belt and unzipped his slacks, letting them fall to the ground, before stepping out of them. Next, he removed his shirt and threw it aside, leaving him almost naked in his black boxer briefs, his erection straining against the fabric.
When he pulled them down, his erection, thick and red, sprung loose and the sight of it sent a jolt of lust through me, imagining how good it would feel when fully inside of me.
He climbed on top of me, leaning over my body, his knees between my thighs, which I spread even wider. He kissed me hungrily, and then began to devour the rest of me – his mouth moving over my chin to my neck, then each shoulder, his tongue tracing a line down between my breasts to each nipple.
When he got to my hips, he slid his fingers between my folds, spreading me wide.
"You're so wet," he said. "And ready."
He licked me slowly, up and down over my clit, until I was breathing rapidly, aching to feel him enter me and start to thrust. I needed to feel him inside of me but waited to see what he would do.
