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Standing up, I close the distance between us in two long strides. I'm instantly in her space before she can blink. I can feel her breath on me as she looks into my eyes and says, "We had a deal."
She looks utterly disappointed in me, and at this point, I'm getting agitated. I lean in, about to kiss away this madness, when she pushes me back and storms inside. I follow hot on her heels.
"You have no right to try and kiss me. I'm done being your mistake, August. You brought me here to clear the air, and now we can just leave the past in the past and move on. So now, you stay out of my way, and I'll stay out of yours."
What the hell is she talking about, mistake? Figures she would choose this moment to mince words and conveniently forget I just told her I wanted her.
"Let's get one thing crystal clear, I never said you were a mistake. My comment was regarding my actions and the date itself. I had just found out who you were and how old you are. I felt misled. In hindsight, that wasn't your problem."
She huffs, "Well, I'm glad my age no longer bothers you, but I can't change who I am or where I come from. You only see the details you want to see, and that's why you can't see that we don't fit. We are from two completely different worlds, August. You know that wrong side of town you visited on Saturday is where I grew up."
Her breathing is erratic, and I can tell she hates the words that she just spewed at me. Breaking our eye contact, she makes her way back to the kitchen and disposes of her bottle. This right here right now is half of the reason I’m so spellbound by this woman. She knows what she wants and apparently, it’s not my money, influence, or position because I would have already had her in my bed if that were the case. If Gianna lets me in, it will be because she just wants me and not what I have to offer, and that’s everything for someone like me.
When I see her go for her purse, I know her next stop is the door. Quickly I change my path and cut her off.
Throwing my arms around her waist, I pull her into me before she can make it to the door. She yelps, surprised by my actions.
I look down at her widened eyes. "I said I want you, and I'm a man that gets what he wants. We both have pasts, everything else is just semantics."
Her lips part in surprise, and I can't help but cover them with my own. My kiss is gentle at first, testing the waters until I feel her kiss me back. I secure one arm around her waist, keeping her firmly pressed against my front, as I bring my other arm up to her back where it gets tangled in her purse straps. Pulling her purse from her shoulder, I toss it back on the kitchen island. Once it's gone, I bring my hand to the back of her head, where I run my fingers through her silky hair before tugging it back to deepen our kiss. She whimpers into my mouth before fisting my shirt in her hands, pulling me close urgently trying to eliminate any space between us.
That fervor is all the sign I needed to instantly bring my hands down to grip her ass and lift her up. Immediately, her legs wrap around me, and her hands loosen their grip on my shirt as she begins to glide them up my chest and around my neck, sending a tantalizing line of heat down my back and straight to my cock.
I walk us over to my oversized couch, where I lay her down. Breaking our kiss, I begin trailing kisses along her jaw towards the spot she likes behind her ear. It makes her break out in goosebumps, and I smile against her neck when I feel them.
"Do you like when I kiss you here, baby?" She doesn't give me her words, only a coy smile and a nod. I know she is shy, but I need to hear her voice to know this is real. That she is here beneath me, letting me touch her intimately, letting me taste her. I need to hear that she is mine.
I kiss her neck before grabbing her jaw and pulling her face to mine, where I catch her gaze. "I need to hear your voice tonight, baby." Her big green eyes close tight like she's embarrassed but affably replies, "Okay."
Lowering myself down on top of her, I occupy the space between her thighs, making sure my cock is firmly placed against her clit. Her eyes immediately fly open when she feels how hard I am. Teasingly I pump my cock into her. She bites her bottom lip, clearly enjoying the feel of me pressed against her, before wrapping her legs around my waist to keep me pinned. She likes what I'm doing, and I fucking love that I'm the one making her feel good.
Her hooded eyes meet mine as she reaches up to run her fingers through my hair right before gripping the nape of my neck and crushing her mouth to mine. She tastes like the hops from the beer we were drinking earlier, and for some reason, that's strangely sexy. Maybe it's because most girls don't drink beer, or at least the girls I'm used to. Beer has way too many calories for the stuck-up bitches I know. It's yet another reminder of how authentic she is. I can't help but release a moan into her mouth, lost in complete ecstasy.
Reaching down between us, I find the hem of her shirt and grab it, breaking our kiss only to pull her shirt off and find a white satin camisole underneath. Eager to put my mouth on her beautifully bronzed skin, I start to trail kisses along her collar bone before rasping, "Still too many clothes, baby."
She laughs and tugs at my shirt. I sit back on my haunches and swipe my tongue across my bottom lip before unbuttoning my Oxford shirt. The hunger in her eyes is enough to undo me. Her eyes are the most exquisite color of green I've ever seen. I could stare into them all day, and it wouldn't be long enough.
I watch as she reaches down to pull her camisole over her head, and my cock twitches in anticipation when I see her soft skin and perfect curves. My eyes move from her narrow waist up to the swell of her breasts. Her chest is heaving, probably from a mixture of nerves and lust. Immediately I cup her face in my hands and gently kiss her lips to calm her erratic breathing. I know she's turned on, but I sense she's apprehensive and nervous, like us being topless together is pushing some sort of boundary for her. I lay her back down before settling on top of her. Brushing the hair out of her face, I place a kiss on her forehead.
"You are so beautiful, Gianna. If you want me to stop, baby—" She cuts me off by putting her finger to my lips. "I want you, August."
Fuck if those weren't the best four words I ever heard in my life. I close the distance between our mouths, pulling her plump bottom lip into my mouth, where I bite down enough to draw blood and suck hard. I wouldn't say I have a blood kink by any means. In fact, I haven't bitten another woman hard enough to draw blood ever, but her blood speaks to me on a deeply personal level that I can't explain.
I bring my hand up to cup her breast through her bra, but she promptly pushes it away. Confused, I watch as she reaches between her breasts and unclasps her bra from the front. Her perfect tits fall out, and I feel the pre-cum dripping from my dick. Groaning, I put my face into the crook of her neck to calm my raging libido.
She puts her fingers in my hair and caresses my neck before saying, "I'm sorry that was too fast. It's just you said there were too many clothes between us, so I thought—"
I place my palm over her mouth to stop her from talking before pulling back to look at her dumbfounded. Why would she think it's too fast? I'm sitting here trying not to pound her into tomorrow, and she thinks it's moving too fast.
"Baby, you are so fucking perfect. I've never wanted someone so bad in my life. I'm trying to calm my need to rip your pants off, part those creamy thighs, and ram my cock into your swollen pussy in one stroke."
Her chest is heaving while her nipples stand perfectly erect. I know her panties must be soaked, and I can't wait to find out how wet she is for me, but I'm not done with her perfect tits yet.
I take her rosy-pink nipple in my mouth and suck hard before nipping it. She gasps and throws her head back, purring with pleasure. I take her other nipple between my fingers and gently tug, making her hips buck into me, seeking friction I'm more than willing to provide. I grind my cock against her pussy, where I can feel the heat of her arousal through my pants.
I'm done acting like a horny teenager dry humping my girl, so I kiss my way down her stomach, slowly dragging my hands down her sides, taking in every luscious curve of her body. Once I get to the waistband of her pants, I take my tongue and trail it along her band from one hipbone to the other. Her body shudders beneath my touch, as I slowly unbutton her pants.
My hands begin to tremble ever so slightly as I slowly peel her pants down, revealing the most tantalizing toned thighs I have ever seen.
