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My gaze moves down his hard body, heat awakening as I appraise his muscular form.
I slide forward those couple inches, and my skirt rides up. His hands push it up further, completely exposing my panties. He tugs them down my thighs and over my knees. He moves back and I press my legs together to make them fall to the ground. I part them again quickly so Silas can move back.
I tug the dress up over my head, and Silas grabs it to help me throw it to the side.
His hands go back to my hips while he leans over to press his lips to mine.
My hands work his belt open as his tongue coaxes my lips to part.
I open for him and slick my tongue over his.
I tug the buttons of his jeans open and push them down, hearing his belt buckle clatter when they hit the ground. He lets out a low moan when I stroke a hand over his shaft. It’s straining the front of his boxer shorts and I know how crazy it drives him when I leave it trapped under the tight material while I touch him.
I slide to the edge and tug him closer so I can rub against him. It strains our kiss and makes him groan. He moves his head back and looks down at me, his gaze a little hazy.
“Fucking hell, Rachel,” he whispers. “You’re so fucking wet.”
“I’ve been wet since before dinner, if you remember,” I murmur, one hand grabbing the back of his boxers to tug him in closer.
“Fuuuck,” he utters, straightening and starting to rock against me.
“Do you want to be inside me?” I ask, knowing he does.
His breathing quickens at the suggestion, but I only hold him tighter, putting my legs around him.
He rocks against my soaked entrance, squirming a little more with each movement until I feel his cock spring free, bursting out of the slot in his underwear. He moves back just enough to thrust inside me, and it’s my turn to let out a gasp.
He slows his rocking now that he’s inside me, but his breathing hitches when I clench around him.
His hands move to my hips, and he moves slowly, deliberately, going deeper with each thrust, fucking me a little harder each time, exactly how he knows I like it.
He does it until I’m so close to the edge I’m ready to dive over it, and then he goes for shallow thrusts that barely give me half of his cock, making me groan in protest at the loss of his full length.
“Teasing works both ways, Rachel,” he tells me.
“I wasn’t …” I start to complain, when I realize driving him crazy is kind of the same thing.
Oops.“Sorry, Silas.”
“I like being teased,” he says. “And so do you, so don’t pretend you don’t.”
I guess I kind of do like it. I don’t like the idea of delaying gratification, but it’s so incredibly intense when I finally come, it does always make it worth it.
He moves a hand over my pussy and rubs his thumb over my clit slowly. It’s wet and swollen and aching with the need to be touched. He knows what he’s doing. He’s going to make me come so damn hard I’m going to see stars.
He goes deeper with his thrusting gradually, keeping a slow, steady pace while his thumb rolls over my clit in languorous circles. It feels so good I can barely stand it.
“Come for me, Rachel,” he murmurs, his gaze fixed on my face.
He increases the pressure on my clit just as his dick sinks deepest and I break apart under him, crying out as my climax hits me hard. The release has me breathless and weak-kneed, but my pussy clenches so hard around Silas’ cock that he barely lasts another minute of thrusting into me.
“Goddess on fire, that felt good,” I murmur.
He leans down to kiss my shoulder before he pulls away, tugging his jeans back up and steadying himself against the videogame machine at his back.
“It really did,” he tells me. “I missed you so fucking much.”
“I missed you, too,” I tell him as he hands me my dress.
