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“I can’t wait to see you naked,” he practically growled against the skin of my neck. The sound of his need, of his desire, coupled with the press of his erection against my belly made my knees weak. I didn’t hesitate to help him when he lifted the hem of my dress and pulled it over my head, revealing my lacy bra and thong. I stood before him in my undies and heels and he stepped back and admired me, his eyes roving down my body from my eyes to my feet and back. I couldn’t hold back a smile. He seemed as if he hadn’t seen a woman undressed for a while, but I couldn’t believe that. He was far too hot and good looking to go very long without getting laid.
I let him look at me for as long as he wanted. He pulled me over to the bed and once more, he sat on the side of the bed and pulled me between his spread thighs.
“Let’s continue what we started last night,” he said in a husky voice. Then, he pulled down one strap of my bra and exposed my breast to the cool air. Immediately, my nipple hardened and puckered and he responded by covering it with his mouth, his tongue stroking it, sucking it between his lips while his hands stroked down my body.
I stood there with my eyes closed, my hands resting on his shoulders and enjoyed the delicious sensations while he sucked and licked my nipple. He moved to my other breast and repeated the treatment, and finally he undid the back of my bra so that it slid off me and fell to the floor.
Once more he pressed his face between my breasts and his hair tickled my skin while his tongue teased my nipples, his whiskers brushing me as he moved from one breast to the other. My clit throbbed in response and I felt my flesh swell. But I waited, wanting to see what he would do and what kind of lover he was.
He stood up, and turned me around, pushing me back onto the bed so that I lay back, my legs dangling off the side. He bent over me and kissed my knees, then moved up farther, kissing each thigh in turn before hovering over my lace thong. I leaned back on my elbows, watching him, my heart pounding. The light from the bedside lamp cast everything in a warm glow.
He licked me through my thong, his tongue running up from between my thighs to my mound, my clit aching for his touch. Then he hooked his thumbs in each side of my thong and pulled it down and off one leg and then the other. Before I could respond, he pressed my thighs open so that I was fully exposed. He stood with his hands on my thighs, keeping them open, and stared down at me, his eyes hungry to see my pussy spread like that.
I was not completely shaved – just a bikini wax that left a small strip of pubic hair on my mound. Finally, he seemed to have waited long enough and knelt down, pulling me down to the edge of the bed, slipping one of my legs over his shoulder.
“I’ve been wanting to taste you all night,” he said with a gruff voice, filled with lust.
I swallowed hard, waiting for him to lick me, and finally, he bent down and ran his tongue between the lips of my sex, sliding up to stroke my entire slit and then my clit. I moaned out loud, and that spurred him on. He clamped his mouth over me, covering me completely, and began to lick and suck, his tongue sliding between my lips, then dipping inside of me, thrusting inside, before he took my clit between his lips and sucked.
I groaned and spread my thighs wider, my eyes closing, completely absorbed with the sensation of his warm wet tongue all over me, inside me, swirling around me. When he slipped a finger inside of me, then two, I shuddered, because I was already so close, I knew the added pressure would soon take me over the edge.
He pressed his fingers up and began to slowly stroke me while he sucked and licked my clit. I began to thrust my hips in time with his fingers, pressing my pussy against his mouth like a wanton woman. Then I came with a cry, my body shuddering around his fingers, my hips thrusting against his tongue.
I fell back, my eyes closed, breathing hard while my orgasm waned, my body still clenching around him. Finally, he stopped, but kept his mouth on me. My body pulsed as my orgasm faded, and he seemed to enjoy feeling my spasms under his mouth. When he licked me once more, I shuddered and it was almost too much, but not quite.
I glanced up at him when he stood. “Hold that thought,” he said with a grin and began to strip off his clothes. I sat up and helped, wanting to see what was underneath the silk suit and starched white shirt. While he unbuttoned his cuffs, I unlatched his belt and unzipped, so that his pants fell down and off his narrow hips. He wore boxer briefs which captured his very thick and long erection. He stepped out of his pants and I helped him by removing each sock in turn.
When he had his shirt off, I stood up and pulled him down for a kiss. We stood together, arms around each other for a moment, and now it was my turn to taste him, to pleasure him. I pulled back and examined his scar, which ran from beneath one ear and around to the base of his throat. It didn’t shock me this time. I was ready for it, and instead of taking me back to Dan and my own loss, I thought about how brave he must have been to volunteer and go over to Iraq. How he must have feared for his life when the terrorist – or whoever did this to him – slit his throat.
He hadn’t wanted to talk about it and I understood, but I was so curious. If I got a chance, I planned on asking him about it when we weren’t in such an intimate moment. Instead, I kissed it, and then trailed my lips down from it to his shoulder and chest, licking one of his nipples and smiling when he groaned softly in response. While I moved to the other nipple, one hand slid down his back to cup one of his nice hard buttocks, firm and round beneath my hand. He pressed his hips and his delicious erection against me
in response.
I sat on the side of the bed and focused on his abdomen, which was rock hard and sculpted, running my tongue along one hip crest and down. I wanted to tease him as much as I could, wanting him to ache for me the way he made me ache for him. I pulled the boxer briefs down and his erection sprang out, almost hitting me in the cheek. I smiled and removed the briefs, and he stepped out of them eagerly. Then he stood before me, fully naked, waiting. Finally, I ran my tongue over his erection, from the base to the tip, and received a moan in response. I pressed my mouth over the head and ran my tongue over the head in slow circles.
“Oh, God,” he said in a voice thick with lust.
I grabbed his hips and pulled him closer, then looked up, catching his eye while I leaned forward and licked the head of his cock, sampling the fluid that glistened in the tip.
“Oh, fuck,” he said and inhaled deeply.
I took the head in my mouth and sucked, running my tongue over the head and around the rim lazily, before taking more of his length into my mouth. He gave a little mmm of approval when I took him as deeply inside my throat as I could without gagging, cupping his heavy balls in one hand while I pulled him closer with the other hand.
“Fuck, I need to be inside of you right now,” he growled and pulled out of my mouth. He lifted me up and pushed me back onto the bed, then started once more to shower my body with kisses and licks, brining me back to full arousal.
When he got back down to my pussy, I was groaning with lust, my body aching to feel him inside of me.
“You want me to fuck you now?” he said in a smoky voice as he lay over top of me, his cock pressing against my clit, sliding against it.
I nodded and licked my lips, barely able to speak.
“Say it,” he demanded. “Ask me.”
I closed my eyes. “Fuck me now,” I whispered.
“No,” he said and took my face in his hand. “Look me in the eyes and ask me.”
I opened my eyes and looked into his. “Beckett,” I said, my voice throaty. “Fuck me now.”
