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Her golden eyes were huge as she straddled me. She opened her mouth to say something, then her eyes popped wider and she buried her face in the crook of her elbow to sneeze. “Damn dust,” she croaked, eyes watering. “Sorry. Excuse me. Fuck.”
It felt good to laugh. Her weight on my groin was definitely adding a buzz to my blood.
After a minute, her hands landed on my shoulders and her perfect tits were right there for the taking. I should kiss her. It was what a gentleman would do. Then again, I wasn’t one of those.
Instead, I ducked my head and nudged up the knot under her breasts with my nose and found a stretchy little piece of lace beneath her T-shirt. I groaned. No bra was correct. This flimsy thing was some kind of strapless shaper. It was damp from all her work that day, but she smelled fresh. Like grapefruits and oranges had sex. Whatever the scent was, it filled my brain and set my dick to pounding.
Of course, that could be from her wiggling against me.
I gripped her ass. “You want this over with in two shakes, or for me to take a little time?” I tugged at her nipple through her shirt. “I can do either.”
Her fingers slipped into my hair. “Not too much time. I’m dying here.”
She was eager. I appreciated that in a woman. Maybe it’d been as long for her as it had been for me.
I dipped my hands lower to the fringe of her cutoffs along the backs of her thighs. I tugged so that the material dug into her skin a little and slid my fingers under the denim from behind. Her gasp fueled me to roll my hips under her. “You like that?”
“Yes.”
After shifting her scrap of panties out of the way, I eased between her cheeks and found her wet. I groaned against the lace in front of my face and shifted her higher against me. “So wet, darlin’. For me? Or just because you need something?”
“Is both a bad answer?”
I dragged my beard across her bra and found her nipple. “Best answer. We both need something tonight.” I tugged her nipple through the lace bit of fluff under her T-shirt. “I’m okay with that, are you?” I tucked my fingers into her damp heat and had to bite back a groan.
It had been awhile since I’d had a slick pussy so ready and willing without working for it. The women I’d dated lately were a helluva lot more jaded about sex.
“Yes. I just want to have a great orgasm. Is that too much to ask?” She leaned back a little. “I don’t think so.”
I added a second finger inside her sweet pussy and tugged harder on her nipple. “Nope.”
She rolled her hips away from the rhythm I’d started. “I need you…” She ground out a frustrated sigh. “More…left.”
I let her nipple go with a snap of her lace and withdrew my hand.
“No. I didn’t mean…” Her huge golden eyes were bright with a fever I understood. Some schmuck probably left her without a real orgasm on the regular. There was a serviceable orgasm that did the job, and then there was the kind that made everything shake. I wanted her at earthquake status.
I wasn’t sure why it was so important, but I wouldn’t stop until I got it.
I hooked my arm around her waist again and flipped her onto her back on the cushion. I shoved boxes out of the way and heard the scatter of books. I needed her spread out. “Do you have a bed for this?” I asked against her belly.
“No. I, uhh…I don’t have one of those yet.”
I glanced up from the snap on her shorts. “What?”
She grimaced. “I sort of left my place in a hurry. The bed wasn’t worth the expense of moving it. But I’ll get around to ordering one. Eventually.” She gave me a hopeful smile. “Do you want to wait? I…” She met my gaze, her hips moving restlessly.
“We’ll make it work, darlin’.” I peeled down her shorts and found endless gold over cream skin. Her belly was soft as a peach and the more I revealed, the hotter I got. She was bare. Absolutely bare. I sucked in a breath and caught that citrus flavor wrapped in sex. I wasn’t a man of many words when it came to getting naked, but right then, I wanted to get downright worshipful.
Instead, I let my mouth do the work in a much more effective way.
I licked her tight little slit. Her shorts trapped her thighs together so I turned my head a little and sealed her pussy lips with my own. Seemed fitting our first kiss wouldn’t be traditional.
I circled her tight little clit with my tongue, my fingers digging into her lightly muscled thighs. I was going to peel her open and fuck the holy shit out of her.
There was no doubt in my mind that was where this kind of night was heading. But right then, what I needed from her was a quaking thigh release. The sort a man never forgot once he’d witnessed it.
Once he’d caused it.
