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I was done. I couldn’t fight it anymore. All those late nights alone with him, our arms and hands brushing, our eyes locking. The intense discussions and throwing ideas back and forth. He’d been driving me crazy since I walked into his office, but the last few days had driven me right up to the edge.
Now I was jumping over. When he leaned down to kiss me, I pressed myself up close against him. He dropped my arms to slide his hands around my waist and I reached for his head. His soft hair felt like home between my fingers and his lips were soft and firm against mine. I don’t know how we ended up in his private elevator, or if a doorman saw us making out the whole way there. I didn’t care. I only felt his tongue dart between my lips and his hands on my ass and had one directive. More. I needed more of him.
He half carried me into his apartment, turning on the foyer light as we tumbled through the door. He’d managed to get my turtleneck out of my skirt and shoved it up to dig his fingers into my skin. I wrenched at his shirt, his tie long abandoned while we were working, and popped a few of the buttons off in my haste.
“Sorry,” I muttered, kissing his neck. He tasted slightly salty and smelled like his expensive woodsy cologne with a hint of pizza sauce. Absolutely perfect.
“Don’t care,” he said, jerking my body hard against his. And speaking of hard. I shook with anticipation when I felt his ramrod stiff length press against my stomach.
Pushing his shirt off his shoulders, I ran my hands down his muscular chest, even more so now that he was working out almost every afternoon. He hadn’t come in hungover a single time since our breakfast at the park and, when I dragged my gaze from his phenomenal body, I saw that there was no laundry strewn over the sofa, no papers all over the bar. Definitely no naked woman.
Yet.
He caught my hands in his as I stroked his chest and held them up, kissing my knuckles, then pulling them so they were around his neck. He dipped his head to kiss me, and we began to sway to a silent rhythm only we could hear.
“I’ve wanted this for a long time,” he said.
We slowly danced and kissed our way down the darkened hallway to his bedroom, so much nicer when it was empty. When my legs hit the side of the bed, he lifted me up, and I wrapped my legs around his waist, not wanting our bodies to be apart for even a second. He carefully lowered us both onto the ridiculously soft blankets. I felt like I was sinking into a cloud. He rolled onto his back and pulled me on top of him, reaching for the bedside table lamp and snapping it on. Warm light haloed his face and he smiled up at me.
“That’s better,” he said. “I like being able to see you.”
“I don’t mind looking at you, either,” I said, running my hands down the side of his chiseled jaw, feeling the rough stubble after a long day.
He pushed my top up and I raised my arms until it was off. With deft fingers, he unclasped my bra and ran his thumbs over my nipples, causing them to tighten. Goosebumps rose all down my arms and he smoothed them away, still gazing at me with an adoring look on his face. I was sure that was wishful thinking, but he was certainly beautiful, with lowered eyes and a slight smile on his lips. Lips I couldn’t go another second without kissing again.
I kissed my way down his neck and chest, gently biting his nipples just to see what he would do. His sharp intake of breath and the way he grabbed my arms was more than gratifying. He had made me feel so good that day in his office, I wanted to return the favor. What’s more, I was enjoying it thoroughly. It was a heady sense of power I never experienced before, making him squirm and clutch for me as I kept kissing my way down his muscled torso.
Those muscles. I ran my fingers over them, licked each well-defined ab, finally stopping at the waistband of his pants. I felt him hold his breath when I tugged at the button with my teeth, his hands clenched at his sides. I rolled to the side and pressed my hand against his throbbing bulge.
“You’re going to kill me,” he said through gritted teeth.
“I bet you’ll live,” I said, popping open the button and pulling down the zipper in a lightning fast motion. “Come on out,” I said quietly, pulling down his boxer briefs with my teeth.
“Holy God,” he muttered, twining his fingers in my hair.
“Yes, indeed,” I agreed. I knew he was well endowed, but this up close and personal, he was massive. Thick and long and rock hard. “Oh my, where to start?”
I blew across the glistening tip and Eli exhaled a long sigh. I had the overwhelming urge to taste him and wrapped my lips around his head, swirling my tongue. I was having way too much fun. When I took him all the way in my mouth, I scraped my teeth gently along the silken flesh as I pulled away, causing him to groan fiercely. After a few more delicious minutes, he finally tightened his grip in my hair to make me stop.
“Not fair,” I said, my lips brushing against his cock.
He grabbed my arms and pulled me up to him. “I need to be inside you.”
My pussy was throbbing from all that time with him in my mouth and I urgently wanted him inside me as well. He reached for his bedside table drawer, pulling out another neon condom. I felt a little tug in my chest. I wanted to believe him when he said he couldn’t think of any other woman but me since we were together, but now that I saw he still had the remains of the condom bouquet, I knew he was telling the truth. This one was orange and I rolled it onto him, ready to climb on.
He shook his head, and flipped me onto my back with ease, lowering himself over me. He kissed me as he spread my legs with his knee, one hand sliding between my thighs to stroke my clit. He shivered and smiled against my mouth, nipping at my lower lip as he pulled away to look down at me.
“You’re so wet already.”
“I’ve been wet for you since we walked in the door,” I told him.
His eyes grew dark and he plunged his cock deep inside me in a smooth, hard thrust. I cried out and tightened my legs around him, wanting to capture him inside me and hold him as close as I could.
The friction of our bodies drove me to the edge, along with the feeling of him filling me completely. My head sunk into his plush pillow and I let my eyes drift shut. I wanted this to last as much as I wanted him to bring me to the brink of delirious pleasure like I knew he could. There was something so comforting and so freeing about just focusing everything I had on that moment. It was all Eli.
He leaned down to nuzzle my breast, sending a shot of exquisite bliss coursing through my veins. I arched up to meet him, making incoherent noises I couldn’t have kept in if I wanted.
“Right now, Eli,” I begged.
