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He grunted deeply as our tongues entangled, and a desire that had been building since we met exploded from me. I tore my hand from his hair and groped at his jacket with an impatient whine. He got the message and tugged it off but didn’t stop there. He unbuttoned his charcoal shirt, and I helped pull it down his arm.
Fuck, he was gorgeous. I stroked his tattoo-covered torso, marveling at how solid it was. I had forgotten how hard the male body was. I pressed into his abs. They had no give.Oh my God.
His hands immediately returned to my waist and pulled me close, so he could rain down gentle kisses on my neck. I jerked backward, ripping him from my neck. A confused sound left him but was quickly silenced as I ripped my jacket off and stripped off my blouse. He didn’t seem to care that my sports bra smushed down my boobs as he returned my earlier favor and ran his hands downmy torso.
“Gorgeous,” he breathed out, petting my stomach.
I let him touch for a second before I stepped back again. We had somewhere to be.
“Bedroom?” I asked.
“Upstairs.”
He grabbed my hand, and we booked it tohis room.
The layout of the top half of his brownstone was slightly different from mine, but I didn’t get a chance to look around because as soon as we stepped inside his bedroom, hewas on me.
He pushed me up against the wall beside the door, and it was the elevator all over again. Our mouths devoured each other as he drew up my leg around his hips. I pulled myself up by his shoulder, brought up my other leg to wrap around his waist, and locked my ankles. Hanging onto him, I kicked off my heels into a far corner. I didn’t think Kingston even noticed, as distracted by my tongueas he was.
He eventually pulled away when the need for oxygen became too strong, my legs still wrapped around him. My boobs undulated under my sports bra with my heaving breaths as I stared at him. God, and he called me gorgeous? Had he ever seen himself in a mirror? He was physical perfection, and the hunger for me in his eyes only set me aflame further.
He pulled away from the wall, turned, and carried me the short distance to his bed, not even flinching from my weight. His legs hit the bed, and he bent at the waist, placing his hands down on either side of me. I knew I was supposed to drop onto the mattress, but I held on, dangling like a spider monkey, and smiled up at him. His back flexed under my hands as he struggled to hold me up. His face strained, but heheld firm.
“Nice core,” I said and finally let go. I sprawled out on the bed with a laugh, my legs hanging off themattress.
Kingston let out a quick breath of exertion and kneeled on the floor, glaring at me formy antics.
With an apologetic smile, I sat up, took off my sports bra, and let my tits spring free. Kingston zeroed in on them immediately, hands already reaching up.Apologyaccepted.
I spread my legs farther, and Kingston shuffled forward, hands playing with my tits the entire time. My breasts had never been huge, just barely fitting into a C cup, but they were friendly, and Kingston seemed to enjoy them. He jiggled them in his hands and pinched my nipples. I arched into him, a moan tearing frommy throat.
Then he brought his mouth to them and bit a nipple, sending sparks of pleasure and pain through me. He switched between my girls, and I ran my hands through his hair until I couldn’t take it anymore. I needed him out of his pants. I traveled down his hard torso until I could tug at the front ofhis belt.
“Off,” I growled. He sat back on his haunches but didn’t move fast enough for me. I stretched out a leg, put a foot on his shoulder, and pushed. He got the message and slowly rose, putting me eye to eye with his crotch. I watched in a trance as he shifted his weight to kick off his shoes. Then, with a predatory smile that was more a baring of his teeth, he undid his belt, popped the button on his pants, and drew down his zipper.
His pants and boxer briefs hit the floor, and my jaw followed.Oh,holy shit.
My eyes glued to him,I barely noticed my hands moving to take off my pants and panties. The next thing I knew, they were in a pile with his clothes, and we were frozenin place.
“You okay?” Kingston asked. He had been letting me stare at him as I shimmied off my bottoms, but I must have worried him with my silence.
It wasn’t like I had never seen a naked man before. Hell, where I worked, it was impossible to avoid them. But I’d never focused on their cocks. It was like my brain didn’t process them. Even if I did catch a glimpse, the guys aren’t walking around the locker room with hard-ons. Most of them were not that impressive.
Kingston was, though. Kingston was very impressive. About seven and a half inches long and girthy, Kingston’s cock was almost identical to my favorite dildo. Except Kingston’s had a slight bend that I knew would hit the perfect spot inside of me. I shivered. I couldn’t have picked a more perfect penis for my first time. Speaking of…
I tilted my head back to look him in the eye. “I’ve got to tell you something. I’ve—uhh—I’ve never had sex with a guy before.”
A loud pause.
Then, “What?”
I stood from the bed, forcing Kingston to take a step back, and held up my hands as if calming a wild animal. “Don’t freak out. I’m not a virgin. Haven’t been for a while. But—”
Understanding flashed across his face. “But you’ve only slept with women.”
I dropped my hands. “Yeah. I figured you should know.”
“…okay. Do you still want todo this?”
