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He pulls his fingers out of me and I whimper at the loss until I hear the zipping of his pants. I prop myself up on my elbows to get a good look at him. Like the other night, he only pulls his cock out and leaves the rest of his clothes on. I moan, sliding my hand between my legs as I watch him stroke himself.
“Tell me, Nora. When I come, where do you want it?”
“Inside my pussy.” I lick my lips, sitting up completely. “But wait, Becker.”
“Yes?”
My hand rests on his chest. His heart is pounding against my palm as fast as mine. “I’m really excited to do a ton of things with you. One of them is sitting on the floor at your feet completely naked while you’re fully dressed. I can’t wait to worship you. It’ll be so hot to cry and beg to take your huge cock in my mouth and struggle with how big you are. But tonight I want to feel you. All of you.” I tug at the buttons on his shirt. “Can you take this off?”
Becker drops his head against my chest and lets out a strangled noise. “How the fuck are you so good at talking so slutty?”
I squirm, his words sending a zap of electricity straight to my core. “I took a course.”
“You did?” He laughs, looking up at me.
I smirk. “Not really. But I read a lot of books. I’m basically a pro. I think I know about a thousand ways to ask you to eat me out.”
“Oh, yeah?”
“Yeah, but right now I want to feel your chest against my nipples while you pound me into the mattress.”
Becker grabs at the knot in his tie, undoing it aggressively. When it’s free, he starts on the buttons of his shirt. I help, tugging at the collar to pull it down. The material is softer than I anticipated.
“Fuck, that feels good.” I run the fabric between my fingers.
“I’ll get you some.”
“Some men’s dress shirts?” I kiss his neck, my hands finding the hardened length between his legs, while he continues to undress.
“They make women’s clothes.” Becker shuts me up with a kiss to my mouth. He slides his tongue in, playing with mine. He demands control, and I give into him.
I melt against him, pliable in his hands. The heat of his bare chest presses to mine, my nipples pebbling at the contact. “Becker.” My voice cracks.
He’s panting when he pulls his mouth away from mine and runs his teeth along my neck. “I know.” In an instant, he’s shoving me onto my back and settling on his knees between my spread thighs.
I tug desperately at his pants until they’re low enough that I can dig my nails into his ass.
One hand resting on my stomach, he lines the tip to my entrance, and with one hard thrust, he slides into me. Becker tilts his head toward the ceiling. “Fuuucckk.”
“Yes,” I moan, loving the way it feels. His heated skin against mine comforts me along with the weight of his chest when he falls on top of me.
I swivel my hips, desperate for him to move. He thrusts in once, twice, and my muscles clench around him. A growl sounds from deep in his throat, and he grabs my ankles, forcing my legs up on his shoulders.
He’s so deep this way, filling me in a way I didn’t think was possible. And with only a few more pumps, we’re both unraveling at the seams.
This time when I come undone, Becker doesn’t make me beg.
Chapter five
Becker
Noraclimbsintothepassenger seat of my Porsche. She’s wearing black yoga pants and an Aerosmith tee. Her hair is pulled back in a messy bun and she’s carrying an overnight bag with her.
“Hey, kitten,” I say, leaning over the console to plant a kiss on her lips. After spending three hours at Nora’s yesterday discussing our checklist, our coffee date has changed into dinner at my place. I asked if she’d want to stay over and she agreed. We know our likes and dislikes. Now it’s time to talk about the relationship aspect of our dynamic. How often we’ll do a scene, and does she expect me to top her outside of the bedroom? Which we already established she does. And I’m not complaining. Fucking her yesterday while she thanked me for letting her come was better than eating ice cream on a hot summer day.
“Hey. How was work?” Nora tosses the bag into the back seat.
I snort, putting the car into drive and back out of the parking space. “Fucking stressful, like always. How was work for you?”
