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I run a hand over her silky hair. “Tell me, Kylie. How do you want this to go down? You want music and flowers and lovemaking? Or do you want me to do what I do best?”
“Which is?” There’s a lilt of nervous curiosity in her voice.
“Fuck,” I answer. “I’m really, really good at fucking.”
I watch that pretty flush rising in her cheeks, my cock rising with it. “Um… so, I’ve never done this before. That’s obvious. But I think I’d like to try things your way.”
Her eyes stay with mine, the tip of her pink tongue dragging over her full bottom lip. I have to hold in a moan. This girl is going to wreck me. I’m already throwing my rules in the gutter by messing around with one of my employees. What will I do next? How far will I go for her?
I lean down, brushing a kiss over her lips. “Are you sure you want to do things my way? Because once I start, I won’t want to stop.”
She gives a shy nod. “Yes.”
Hell to the yes. Game on. Time to take this spark and start a wildfire between us.
I grab her face in my hands, kissing her the way I wanted to when I first clamped her to my wall in the Garden of Eden. My tongue swirls against hers as she kisses me back, hungry for all the things I’m going to show her.
She’s so responsive, it turns me on even more, how into this she is. A soft sigh leaves her lips, entering my mouth, her breasts pushing against my chest, her arms winding around my neck, hands tangling in my hair.
I’d never know she was a virgin, the way she kisses. Some people just have an internal fire burning, ready to embrace their sexuality, to let go fully and chase their pleasure. She’s one of those. I can show her all the things she needs to learn. I can teach her how to find that pleasure, how to leave this Earth and shoot above the clouds, grasping for her own piece of heaven.
I run my hand over her breast, cupping it in my palm. I kiss her neck, nipping at her delicate flesh. I find my way to her ear, whispering against her soft skin, “Are you ready?”
“Yes.” Her head lolls back, her eyes closed. “I’m ready.”
I grab the hem of her shirt, breaking my kiss only long enough to raise it over her head. She’s not shy of her body, there’s no shame in her pretty eyes. She stares into mine, a small smile on her face, watching me as I take in her beautiful body.
Her hands go to my shoulders, holding onto me as I tug the loose band of her sweatpants down over her hips. She steps out of them and stands before me, fully nude.
I lose my breath as it catches in my throat, my heart skipping a beat. I want to tell her she’s the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen but the only word I can manage is her name.
“Kylie.”
I go back to kissing her, my hands smoothing over her bare skin. It feels amazing, to touch her, to caress her perfectly laid curves. Her nipple responds to the light brush of the pad of my thumb, going taut.
My mouth goes to it, licking and sucking. Her fingers tighten in my hair, and she gives a soft sigh of satisfaction.
This isn’t me. Next, I’ll be singing her sweet serenades and offering her wine and cheese. What’s gotten into me?
She has.
I force myself to break away from her. Running a hand through my hair, I tell myself to get my head back in the game. I’m in control, showing her my world.Notgetting lost in her.
I give her a command to get myself back in the headspace I need to be in. “I want you bent over my bed. Your legs spread.”
She gives me a naughty glance, a nervous smile. “Okay.” She moves to the bed, hips rolling as she walks. Her tempting curves beckon to me as she lies over the bed, her ass on full display. I stand, staring as she slowly spreads her legs, showing me everything.
Her full, untouched beauty is on display for me. Just for me. I’m the only man to have had this privilege and I don’t take the honor lightly.
She glances over her shoulder. “Like this?”
I move to her, running the tips of my fingers over her lower back. “Yes. Just like that. Now close your eyes and just relax against the bed.”
She obeys, slipping her hands under her cheek and closing her eyes.
I go to the black lacquered cabinet in the corner of my room, opening its doors. My collection of toys beckons to me, sparkling clean and neatly hung inside the cabinet. What to choose, what to choose?
My spreader bar calls to me from the back of the cabinet, black and shiny and ready for playtime. She’ll be new to everything and keeping herself open to me, bared to me the way I want her to be, will be hard for her. So this will help.
