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“Oh my God,” Rebecca moaned when I broke the kiss, her eyes closed and her face relaxed, as if the moment unleashed something inside of her that she’d tried to suppress. “Mmm.”

“Do you want to hear a secret?”

“Yes.”

I cradled the nape of her neck and moved my lips to her left ear. “I’ve been thinking about you all night.”

Another deep groan escaped her lips.

“You want this too,” I concluded. “I can tell.”

“Yes...I do...”

“I’m going to have you,” I added, desire and need taking over me. My dick was hard and every cell in my body was electrified. It was late, the biggest day of my life would begin in a few hours, and I needed a good night’s sleep to power though it, but I shoved those things aside. All that could wait. I wasn’t about to go back to the main house without taking what I wanted.

Her.

“Right here?”

“Yes,” I breathed. “Tonight.” I stepped through the pool house threshold, closed the door, and took her hand in mine. “Now.” I led her through the living and straight into the bedroom. I left my shoes beside the door and guided her to the bed.

“Strip.”

Rebecca gasped.

“You heard me,” I added, knowing I was being blunt, but enjoying the power I had in this moment. “Strip.”

On my command, she crossed her arms, grasped the hem of her shirt, lifted it above her head, and tossed it onto the nearby chair. She didn’t wear anything underneath the shirt, and her small breasts sprang free, the nipples round and hard, a telltale sign she was as turned on as me. I yanked the drawstring on her pants.

“These too.”

She moved backward so I could see all of her, then slipped the fabric over her hips. The pants dropped to her ankles in a heap. I allowed my eyes to roam up and down the curves of her creamy thighs.

“No underwear. Impressive.”

“I was about to go to bed,” she replied. “Didn’t think I needed them.”

“No, you don’t.”

I closed the space between us as I admired her body, illuminated by the soft light of the bedside lamp, which was on when we arrived in the room. She was thin but curvy, with a visible collarbone, a few moles that dotted her left breast, and a speckled birthmark near the curve of her lift hip.

“You’re beautiful,” I said, tracing the small curve of her shoulder. “You should show yourself off more.”

“I should?”

“Absolutely.”

I placed both hands on her hips and lifted her onto the bed. She landed in the middle, and I pulled her toward me until her ass balanced on the edge of the mattress. Once satisfied with her position, I spread her legs. She let out another sigh of pleasure as my lips found her left ankle. With slow and steady movement, I lifted her leg, then then trailed kisses up her calf, past her kneecap, then along her thigh, savoring each taste.

When I reached the most private place on her body, I added my tongue.

Rebecca was already wet. As I nipped, licked, and sucked, I wondered how long she’d been that way. Since I’d ordered her to take off her clothes? Since our conversation at the door? Since our flirtation at the party?

I got harder with each passing second. My dick strained against the fly of my black trousers as I pleasured her, the need for gratification growing as I tasted her desire. She bucked her hips as the ecstasy increased, and I massaged the nipple of her right breast, pinching and pulling it to increase the pressure building between us.

“Oh my God,” Rebecca said after I’d worked on her body for about five minutes. “I can’t take it. I want you inside me.”

I responded by sucking harder on her clitoris. Drawing out anticipation was one of my specialties. I considered it the best part.

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