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Reaching behind my head I yanked off my T-shirt. I wanted to feel her skin against mine. I bent down and kissed her again, shifting to taste and tease down the hollow of her elegant neck, and across her clavicle, shifting her sweater aside. She smelled faintly of a spicy perfume that reminded me of a European tea shop.
Her fingers explored, brushing across my chest, over to my biceps, squeezing lightly. Every second of the fucking one million hours I’d spent in the gym were worth that moment of feeling like she approved. She gave a low moan in the back of her throat.
“You’re very hard,” she murmured.
“That I am.” In every sense of the word.
Easing my hands up to her waist, I slipped under her sweater. Her skin was cool, soft, her waist dipping in. I kept shifting my touch further north as I kissed her earlobe, pulling it between my teeth and giving a small nip. Her grip on my biceps tightened, nails digging into my flesh.
I only briefly brushed over her breasts. That wasn’t my goal right now. I just wanted her sweater off. Gathering the fabric, I pulled back so I could shift it up and over her head. She shook her hair back off of her face as I gently tossed the sweater onto a leather chair I had in the corner of the room behind me. She was all creamy pale flesh and dark hair tumbling in waves over her skin.
Tracing a path with my hands over her shoulders, I eased the straps of her bra down. She didn’t have a huge chest, but her tits were high and rounded in her red sheer and lace bra. Of course it would be red. She seemed like a woman who was always wearing sexy panties and bras and this proved it. Today had been a regular workday for her and here she was wearing underwear that made a man want to sin. They looked expensive as well. Felicia had good taste, but I already knew that.
Bending over, I kissed the soft flesh above the cup of her bra. She sighed in clear pleasure. I brushed my lips lower, over her nipple, teasing it into my mouth through the fabric. It was so sheer it was barely a barrier and I sucked on the taut bud, gripping her hips.
When I pulled back briefly to shift to the other nipple, her head was back, her eyes drifting closed.
“I feel that where it counts,” she said, sounding breathy and aroused.
That made me laugh softly. “Good. You should.”
I reached around her slim body and unhooked her bra. I tossed it behind me to join her sweater. Then I walked her back to the bed, scooped her up and deposited her in the middle of my mattress. I needed to see all of her and those tight jeans needed to be peeled off from a prone position instead of standing.
Before I joined her, I did unbutton my jeans but kept them zipped and pulled open my nightstand for a condom.
She was waiting patiently for me, one knee slightly lifted, as she rested on her elbows, topless. It was a pose, whether intentional or just instinctual from her modeling days. At either rate, it was sexy as hell and nearly destroyed my plans to take this slow, fully seduce her. It made me want to yank her pants down and drive my cock inside her.
I climbed onto the bed and put my knees on either side of hers, invading her space.
“You’re overdressed for this party,” I told her as I popped the snap on her jeans and took the zipper down.
“Damn, I just hate it when I incorrectly gauge the dress code,” she said. “So embarrassing.”
Peeling the jeans off was not quite the project I’d expected but wasn’t a three-second job either. It took some effort. “I’m happy to help.”
“Such the gentleman again.”
“I have my moments.”
“I can’t wait to see your transformation into dirty bastard.”
If she had any idea what I wanted to do to her, she would probably run.
Then again, maybe she wouldn’t.
Easing her panties down I shifted lower so I could flip my tongue over her clit and ease inside her pussy.
Fuck me. She was already wet with want and I drew in the tangy scent of her arousal.
“Did you want to beg?” I asked her as I pulled back slightly to meet her gaze. “Wasn’t that your fantasy? To beg me to eat your pussy?”
“I don’t know that it was my fantasy so much as what I thought might be necessary.”
“Yeah?” I blew warm air onto her clit. I stared at her sex, so pink and juicy and ready for me.
She shifted a little.
I massaged my thumbs over her inner thighs, but not touching where she wanted me to touch. The tease was getting a reaction from her.
