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Grabbing her waist, I drag her toward me until she’s lined up with the edge of the table. My finger slides down the side of the soaked red lace between her legs and I pull it to the side, showing her in all her glory. She says my name like a prayer.

I take a moment to stare, memorizing her on my dining room table, her pussy glistening with wetness from my hands on her.

She squirms in place. “Lee,” she begs.

“Patience. Remember patience?” I chuckle and slowly move her legs over my shoulders.

Leaning closer, I push the red lace aside again and swipe my tongue from her entrance up to her clit. She tastes sweet and earthy and is the perfect aphrodisiac. My cock grows more painful in my jeans. When I lick her again, she moans and jerks her hips, so I use one hand to press down on her abdomen to keep her in place.

I take my time, circling my tongue around her entrance then her clit, alternating the rhythm and pressure I use so that she doesn’t come. I look up at her through her spread legs. One of her hands kneads her breast, pinching her nipple, and the other goes into her hair. I swirl my thumb over her clit and fuck her entrance with my tongue.

“Oh god… Lee…”

I love the way my name leaves her lips in such a breathy, desperate way. Maybe it’s the athlete in me, but I’ll never be done with her needing to feel me the way she is right now. I own this orgasm and she’ll leave this condo knowing she’ll never get anything like it anywhere else.

I push down a little harder with my thumb and rapid fire my tongue in and out of her. Shayna’s back arches off the table. She squirms more and I hold her down on the table. Her heels dig into my back.

“Oh god,” she cries out when her orgasm hits her.

Continuing to lap her up, I groan at the taste of her and slowly bring my thumb to a stop until she’s wrung out completely.

“Wow.” She lies there, panting and staring right at me.

I stand and slide the red lace back over her mound, staring at her with a raging hard-on and a self-satisfied smile.

When her breathing returns to normal, she props herself up on her elbows and looks at me. “A man of many talents.”

With a grin, I take her hands and help her into a sitting position. “Oh, baby, that’s just a forkful.”

She yelps as I pull her up off the table and over my shoulder. My hand squeezes her ass.

“What are you doing? Lee, put me down.” She swats my ass while I walk us down the hallway to my bedroom.

We enter my room and I deposit her on my bed. Damn, she looks good there.

“You’re insane,” she says with a laugh.

“Insane for you.”

There’s a brief moment when I regret the words. Not because I don’t mean them, but because her energy shifts from carefree and playful to something more serious. She’s so worried about keeping us on the one side of the line.

So rather than let us veer into some awkward conversation, I shred my shirt and flick the button of my jeans, hoping she’ll let it go. I lower my zipper and my cock thanks me for freeing him. The heat in her eyes returns as she watches me strip down.

“Your turn.” I crawl over her on the bed and pull her shirt up by the hem until it’s over her head.

I’ll never forget this vision. Her lying on my bed, looking exquisite in her red lace bra and underwear and black heels. I wasn’t lying when I said that I loved being the only one in the room who knew that under her put-together, good-girl exterior was a set of sexy, high-end undergarments. It’s like our own little secret—as if we don’t already have a bigger secret that we’re keeping from everyone.

“You’re stunning.” I drag my tongue down the center of her chest and over the red lace. I tongue her nipple through the thin fabric before tugging on the sensitive bud with my teeth.

Shayna’s hands dive into my hair, so I repeat the motion with her other nipple. She writhes underneath me as my cock grows harder by the second. I’d love to tease this out for her longer, but there will be plenty of time for that later. Right now, I need to be inside her.

I press the fastener in the middle of her breasts and the bra pops open. Taking my time, I peel back the lace until she’s bared to me. Sucking in a breath, I cup each breast before swirling my tongue around each nipple. She sighs and tightens her grip on my hair.

I sit back and slide the underwear down her legs, then remove her heels. I can’t help but take a moment to soak her in as I get off the mattress and slowly pull down my boxer briefs. I stand over her, stroking myself as I admire this woman laid out before me.

“You really are built like a god, aren’t you?” Shayna says, her arms stretched for me to come to her.

I chuckle. “You’re saying that like it’s a bad thing.” I kneel on the edge of the mattress.

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