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Courtney closed the distance between them, eager to get her hands on all the perfectly carved lines of his body. This man was a god, chiseled out of hard granite. Suddenly, all the fatigue she’d felt after her orgasm vanished. With new hunger pumping through her veins and pulsing in her core, she placed her hands on his shoulders. His skin was warm, almost hot to the touch. The heat sank into her palms, trailing up her arms, across her chest, and straight to her core.
She pushed the shirt away, then dropped it to the floor. Seth didn’t move as if now that he’d given her more pleasure than she’d ever felt, he was leaving the rest of the work to her.Challenge accepted.She made quick work of his belt, then popped open the button of his slacks and eased his zipper down. Underneath, his dick strained against the confines of his black boxer briefs. Even through the fabric she could make out the lines and ridges. Her mouth watered and she lowered to her knees.
“Courtney.” She couldn’t tell if Seth said her name as a curse or a prayer. His voice sounded somewhere between pleasure and pain.
Slipping her fingers into the waistband of his boxers, she tugged. His dick sprang free, almost slapping her in the face. Seth pulled his hips back, taking what she most wanted with him.
“Not tonight,” he whispered. His voice had edged past pain to torture.
Not tonight? After he’d just brought her to climax with his mouth, he was going to deny her the same opportunity? “But I—”
“Please baby.” He stroked her cheek with his thumb, then slid it over her lips.
She sucked it into her mouth like she’d done earlier, but this time she set out to show him the pleasure he denied them both.
“Ah fuck, baby.” With his free hand, he pulled her back to her feet.
When she stood in front of him, he gripped her hips and pulled her against him. His hard length pressed against her bare skin, heat radiating from him.
“I want to be inside you.” The words came out almost as a growl. A growl that vibrated in her core.
“Yes,” she replied hoarsely, starting for the bed.
His hand wrapped around her wrist and pulled her back. Seth shook his head and shuffled backward to the chair. He sank into the seat and lifted his hand. Between his fingers he held a small foil package.
“If you want this, you’re going to have to take some control.” He waved the package. “What do you say, Corey?”
A challenge. Excitement coursed through her. The old Corey could never back down from a challenge. Although inside she was still a quaking ball of nerves, she sauntered over and took the wrapper from his fingers. She tore the package open with her teeth, then bent, giving him a full, unobstructed view of her breasts, and slid the condom down his dick.
Letting his head fall back, he closed his eyes and released a hiss through his clenched teeth.
“That what you had in mind?” Propping her hands on her hips, she stood before him.
Before she could say anything else, his hand shot out, latched onto her hip, and yanked her forward. She stumbled to the chair, one knee coming to rest beside his thigh. Seth leaned up and took a nipple into his mouth, sucking and lapping at the nub. The fingers on one hand dug into the flesh of her hip, while the other alternated between squeezing and plumping her breast. Finally, he pulled her forward until her knees rested on either side of him and her core hovered just above his straining erection.
Tilting his head back, he pinned her with his piercing blue eyes. She studied the irises with their blue tinged with brown. Something shifted in her chest, becoming too tight, making it difficult to breathe. She shifted her gaze, no longer able to look into his eyes.
“It’s up to you,” he whispered into the skin of her stomach. “Whatever you want.”
She wanted him. No doubts.
Slowly, she lowered herself until Seth nudged the entrance to her body. And then she continued, sliding down the hard length of him. As he stretched long dormant muscles, she hissed but continued sliding up and down, each stroke pushing him another inch inside her. When at last she lifted and then slid fully onto him, a small cry parted her lips. Never had she been so utterly filled by a man. The sensation was an entirely new one, but one she hoped to never get used to.
“You ready?” he asked her.
“For?”
His only reply was a slow, sly smile. Then he gripped her ass, squeezing the flesh in his hard grip, and lifted his hips. Over and over, he drove up and into her, hitting a long-forgotten bundle of nerves deep within. Her body burned with sensation, burned with the building pressure just under the surface. She needed to do something to let it out. On his next thrust, she opened her mouth, releasing the cry of pleasure dancing at the edge of her throat. Still, the pressure remained.
“Seth, please,” she begged. She needed something to help ease the almost painful pleasure building inside her. “Seth, I need . . .please.”
Pushing up from the chair, he rose to his feet and took the few steps to the bed. He dropped Courtney to the mattress, then rolled her to her stomach and lifted her hips in the air. “You sure you want more?” As he asked, he sank into her.
She cried out as this time he hit deeper than he had on previous strokes. With each thrust he hit the spot inside her itching for his attention.
“Fuck, Corey.” He sped up, each thrust harder than the last.
Then his hand slipped across her hip and between her legs. “Come for me,” he whispered against her ear.
