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“Did you like what you saw?” His hips moved against her, the hot length of him stroking her. “Rylie?”
He was hardly touching her now, his mouth hovering over her skin, but his pelvis pressed harder against her.
“Yes. Yes, I liked what I saw.”
“Good.”
And then his mouth was traveling, kissing the inside of her elbow, the side of her breast. The blankets she’d covered herself with slid lower as he moved, dipping just below her belly button. His hands tugged the flannel cotton shorts down her hips and then his mouth was there, kissing over her, pausing just before reaching the apex of her thighs.
She was just about to ask what was wrong when she felt his finger trace the outline of the heart design she’d had shaped during her wax earlier.
“Rylie Templeton… I think I was really, really wrong about you.”
“What… What do you mean?”
He pressed a kiss right in the center and she cried out.
“I think deep down, you’ve been dying to be bad.”
His tongue slid up her seam, circling her clit and she panted, breathlessly admitting, “Only since I met you.”
It was like a switch had been hit and he stopped talking, opening her to his mouth with his fingers. She flattened her feet against the bed, curling her toes into the sheet and mattress. Her calf muscles ached as he tongued her clit in hard fast circles, his fingers moving in and out of her with every flick, building up a wonderful pressure that had her begging for release.
Rylie reached above, holding on to a pillow as her orgasm swept from her hairline, her fingers, her toes, traveling into the center of her body. When all the tremors collided, she arched off the bed with a scream. Dustin didn’t stop, didn’t ease up until she was no longer shaking.
“That was…was…”
She couldn’t form a coherent thought, even when she heard a drawer by her head open and close. The rip of a foil package echoed along with their heavy breathing and when his hands gripped her outer thighs and lifted her until his cock rested against her, she caught her breath.
“It about to get better. I promise.”
* * * *
Dustin didn’t wait, couldn’t if he’d wanted to. He pressed into Rylie’s core, felt the give of her muscles as she took him all the way in and once he was fully encased in her warmth, he let out a shaky breath. His eyes closed as he rocked his hips against her, barely pulling out before he was back.
Her hands came up, sliding over his shoulders and biceps and he opened his eyes to look at her. The shadows of the room danced across her face, and he watched her lashes flutter, her mouth curve into a little O as his body picked up speed.
“God, you feel so fucking good, Rys. I knew you would. From the first time I saw you walk past my office in a pair of those heels, your skirt dancing around
your legs, all I could think of was bending you over my desk, lifting that dress up, and making you scream.”
He didn’t look away as her eyes rolled back, as her muscles clenched down on his dick, milking him.
His sweet little Rylie liked dirty talk.
It was the push he needed and he groaned harshly as he came, the sound of her cries drowning him out as he jerked against her again and again until he was finally spent.
Catching himself on his elbows, he leaned over her to kiss her eyelids and cheeks. It wasn’t until he reached her lips that he realized his were wet.
With her tears.
“Rys? Why are you crying, honey?”
“I don’t know,” she gasped.
“Did I hurt you?”
She shook her head. “It was wonderful.”
