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“Not at all. Happy to.” I unlocked the door, and in silence, we walked up the stairs to my apartment door. I was not a praying person, thinking God was just a fictional character created to give people peace of mind, but I prayed hard then.
Sadie and Jane, do not be here. Do not, do not, do not.
While they would be overjoyed and doing mini claps to each other when Brad wasn’t looking, I did not want to give them the satisfaction. It wassupposedto be weird that Brad was Jason’s dad, and I didn’t care. I was doing something wrong, perhaps, bringing my ex’s dad as well as my much older boss back to my house, but nothing could have been farther from my mind.
As soon as I got the door open and saw it was dark, I turned and grabbed him by the shirt, pulling him into me, our mouths coming together. With his hand, he shut the door behind him, and I tossed my things to the floor, both my keys and my jacket, not breaking from the kiss. His mouth covered mine, and then his tongue started tasting mine, and I went dizzy from it.
The man was skilled everywhere from his smile and voice to his hands and his tongue. Every bit of him did me in as I began to pull at the buttons of his shirt. He pulled away and laughed at my struggle, and it gave me a chance to find the light so I wouldn’t kill us on the way to the bedroom.
But I didn’t move far. “Drink?” I asked breathlessly.
“Not a chance,” he said back, not taking those eyes from me.
Eyes that were hot enough to melt me on the spot. When his shirt was off, he tossed it aside, and I stepped closer, brushing my hands across his chest. Dear God, it was just as I thought. Perfect in every way, carved from stone. My fingers had so many lines and curves to both explore and enjoy. I didn’t think I’d have enough time to get to it all.
“Come,” I whispered, brushing a kiss across his lips before I took his hand and led him to my room.
Inside, he turned me around and pressed me against my door, pushing it closed. His mouth came to mine again, and I leaned into him as I let him take me. Our tongues tangled, and it thrummed the strings at my core, forcing a wetness to gush from between my legs.
I leaned back as his mouth moved to explore, and I broke away only to remove my shirt and reach back around to my bra, unclasping it and tossing it aside haphazardly. I saw the reverence in his eyes as they took me in and then lifted me up, grabbing my ass so that my legs had to come around him. We kissed as he took me to the bed and dropped me back, leaning over me to lick one nipple.
I arched up, crying out at the feel of his tongue on me. I wanted to yell again when his tongue was replaced by his mouth, sucking gently and then firmly until I thought I’d break apart. God, was it possible to come from just a mouth on my breasts?
He grabbed the other, kneading it, before moving to it to give it the same treatment. My hands threaded through his hair, and the smell of him had me drunk, more so than the wine. It was masculine in an old-timey kind of way, like in historical romance novels, when the shirtless Scotsman would ride in on a horse to save a damsel in the rain.
I had never thought I would be attracted to something like that, but there I was, falling apart in the man’s arms, and he’d only touched me with his lips. I lifted my hips up, asking for more.
“Please,” I said, bucking against him, and he smirked, lifting to work at the button and zippers on my pants.
With his eyes on me, he slid them down, and I was glad I was wearing black lacy underwear. Now, they were soaked, but I hoped he’d find that the greatest of compliments.
His eyes moved there, and his hands slid my underwear down as well until I was completely bare in front of him.
“Incredible,” he said in the most worshipful voice I’d ever heard.
Usually, it was quick with men. They were in; they were out, and it was over. There was no time for reverence or gazing. But I could certainly get used to this. I reached for him, but he stepped away, taking off his own pants and boxer briefs until he was naked in front of me. I sat up on my elbows and gaped.
“Well, shit,” I said, unable to take my eyes off his cock.
It was literally the biggest I’d ever seen. In such a good way, not in a scary one. Even if there was a little weirdness that he was my ex’s dad, he was no ‘old man’.
With a hand, he rubbed up it once, and then said in a low voice, “Lean back.”
I was oh, so happy to take orders. Smiling, I leaned back, and he leaned over me, brushing kisses on my nipples again before moving lower. I wanted his cock inside me, but he had other plans, it seemed. He took my hand as I reached for him again, and I was about to protest until I arched up with a barely suppressed scream, as his first lick crossed my clit.
Jesus Christ.
He was gentle at first, but then, his hands gripped my ass, tilting my hips up to his mouth as he sucked and licked my clit and then moved lower, his tongue filling me up. My orgasm came like a shot, rushing through me without warning, causing sparks to fly and blood to boil. My hands were tight on my comforter as I screamed out my pleasure.
He had made me come once already in his office, but this time, it was different. It felt more like a true release, like I was finally allowing myself the pleasure without regret. When I dropped back down to earth, my lungs were heaving for breath, and he emerged from between my legs with the biggest smile on his face, his mouth shining with my release.
He wiped his mouth with the back of his hand, and then hung above me, his hands on either side of my head.
“Condom?” he asked.
After a few more breaths, I said, “I have an IUD. Always logical.”
“You sure? As a scientist, I get tested for STDs, but haven’t had to worry about that in…quite a long while.”
