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Frank
Iflatten her to the wall, grabbing her hands and pulling them up and over her head, pinning them right along with her body as I sear her lips with a kiss. "You sure you're not the least bit buzzed from that drink?" I ask before the elevator doors have even fully closed.
"Not at all. I'm more alert, alive than I've been my entire life. I've been waiting on this, Frank. You have no idea."
"You have no idea the things I want to do to you," I moan into her mouth.
"Well then, why don't you show me?"
Challenge accepted. Grabbing the front of her top I yank it down then rip it clean in half with both hands.
She claws at my shirt, trying to do the same but she's not strong enough to rip the fabric so I do it for her, my body about to overheat, needing to get out of these annoying threads.
My chest muscles flex as they make contact with her bra, which I slide my hand underneath, palming one breast as my other hand claims the back of her head as I kiss her mouth wildly.
My mouth goes on autopilot, quickly kissing across her face, that sensitive spot just behind her ear, and then down along her neck before teasing my way across her collarbone.
She whimpers and my cock jerks in my pants in response.
I snag the clasp of her bra with my teeth and sliding a hand behind her back I unhook the annoying thing standing between me and perfection, pulling it free before discarding it to the side like a used apple core in the forest.
Her hands slide up between us, stopping me as I step back to look at her body. "What are you doing?" I growl. "Don't ever hide perfection from me, it only makes me angry, more worked up, needing to punish you."
Waiting for her to drop her hands, she doesn't. I cock an eyebrow, confused.
"I just feel like...well, my boobs are big, but they're not exactly symmetrical."
"What the hell are you talking about? I can guarantee you on everything I have, everything I own, and anything that's important to me, that they are going to be absolutely perfect. Not a chance they're anything but."
"But," she protests and I put a finger over her lips.
"They're you, so they're perfect no matter what. I don't give a damn if one is shaped like a football and the other like a damn volleyball. Your breasts are the best set in this world, bar none. Bar. Fucking. None. Because it's you. Because you can do no wrong in my eyes."
A beat passes, my hands itching to just grab hers and pull them down. How easy would it be? Infinitely, but I can't. This has to be her decision. She has to be on board as much as I am.
"You sure?"
"Drop those hands and watch how fucking sure I am," I warn her, trying to hold myself back like a sprinter waiting for the gun to sound.
Slowly she lowers her hands and God Almighty I lose the ability to speak, so I use my mouth for what it's meant for at this moment...to engulf one breast and then the other.
Like a mad man possessed I take one in my mouth and then the other, flicking her rosy peak, licking around the peach colored flesh that surrounds her nipple before I suck on them, tease them with the slightest bit of teeth, my dick damn near ready to pop off and we've only got our tops off.
"I guess you weren't lying," she giggles, and her happiness hits me right in the chest, damn near knocking me back.
Throwing my big arms around her, I pull her body into mine, lifting her clean off the ground as she instinctively wraps her legs around me like a belt.
"Tell me who you belong to," I demand, her perfect tits pressed firmly against me, her hard nipples pressing into my skin letting me know she's not self-conscious anymore, as she shouldn't be.
She's turned the fuck and so am I, to make the understatement of a lifetime.
Carrying her to a four-poster bed I fall forward on top of her, using my hands to break my fall as I allow her back to hit the mattress, her legs still glued to my waist as she pulls me down into her.
"I've been saving this for you," she purrs, taking my hand and running it along her covered seam, but the clothes that are there do little to hide just how ripe and ready she is for me.
Without getting out of bed I make quick work of my shoes and pants, my hands and body unable to move fast enough even though I'm at warp speed.
As she fumbles with her own clothes I jump in and assist her, ripping and pulling until her tiny body is exposed, a little thatch of hair above her otherwise perfectly shaven peach.
