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I need to do it. I want to do it. For my own sanity, I need this last sliver of control.
Throwing my head back on a playful chuckle, I can’t help but laugh at his nickname for me, and I quite like the anonymity it brings with it too. “Sure thing, Blue.” I grin back at him, making him choke on a handsome laugh.
I’ve been brought up around men my entire life and love nothing more than playful banter when the time allows it.
He takes my hand in his, and I’m shocked at how natural it feels, how his large palm engulfs mine, and how secure I feel with him. Yet with no security around at all.
Odd.
Blue strides toward his room like a man on a mission, and I guess he is. He’s on a mission to do me, and I’m about to let him.
We step inside a room and the lights flicker on. I’m not surprised to find the room resembles a penthouse suite. I know because I’ve stayed in so many, sometimes for weeks on end, other times, months.
The door clicks shut, and I’m surprised to find I have no nerves; I’d already resigned myself to the fact I would lose my virginity tonight. At least this way it’s to someone I’m attracted to.
Blue pushes me up against the door, and his large hands grasp my hips as he grinds his solid cock against me. My hands weave around his neck and into his hair, and even in my heels, I have to step on tiptoes. He seems to understand my struggle because he lifts me against the door and my legs wrap around his middle, making my dress scrunch up toward my waist. I drag his head down to mine as his firm hands grip my ass, massaging my cheeks roughly. I whimper at the sensation, and he growls in response. His dominance and control over my compliant body makes me submit with satisfaction. Clearly, he knows what he’s doing, so I try not to consider how many women he must have had in this same position.
My lips find his and his tongue darts into my open mouth, making me moan at the sensation of having his solid cock wedged between us and his tongue thrashing against mine, fighting me for possession.
Our kiss is reckless and feverish, soaking my panties like never before. He pulls away from the door and carries me with ease across the room. Our lips never disconnect as we enter another room. It isn’t until he lowers me onto a bed that I realize we’re in a master bedroom.
“Mmm.” I moan against his tongue, and my hands slide into his hair, making him grunt in response when I tug on the strands.
He pulls back to stare down at me, our chests rising in unison. His pupils are blown with lust, but the blue surrounding them is still visible. He searches my face before his gaze trails down. “Fuck, you’re beautiful.”
His lips part as though in awe, and his wondrous expression makes my heart stutter. “I need you,” I mutter.
He snaps into action. His hands fumble to unbutton his shirt, so I lean forward and take over for him as he reaches behind me and pulls down my zipper, allowing my dress to catch at my waist.
A rush of embarrassment creeps over me. No man has ever seen me naked before, no matter how much I’ve been willing. I swallow, fighting the nerves to look him in the eyes, but as if sensing my hesitance, he reaches for my chin and lifts it, forcing my gaze to lock on his. “You’re so fucking beautiful. I’m going to spend all night showing you just how beautiful you are.” He tucks a loose curl of hair behind my ear. “All night fucking this hot little body of yours.” His hand trails down my arm, causing me to break out in a thousand goose bumps. Then, without warning, he palms my tits, pushing them together while his thumbs breeze over my nipples. He caresses them, squeezing and stroking over the bare flesh. My nipples pucker under his touch.
“Oh god, that feels good.” My head drops back when he tweaks them, and he takes my moan as encouragement.
“Fuck yes. Tell me what you like, Red,” he pants.
My inexperience makes me second-guess myself, but determined to pursue the sole purpose of tonight, I shove the thoughts to one side and embrace my one night of freedom. “Y-your lips.” His lips find my neck while he pushes me down onto the mattress.
“Mmm, such a good girl.” I groan in delight at his praise as his soft, wet tongue trails down the column of my neck, over my chest, and circles my nipples, forcing them to peak with arousal.
I can’t help but rise off the bed and thrust my hips up into him; I’m so turned on right now. I need him.
He tugs my dress and panties down as he lowers himself to the floor. I lie there, open and exposed. My cheeks heat under his scrutiny.
“Fuck me. You’re all wet, pink, and shiny for me, Red. Edible.” He inhales my scent, and the action has me squirming, making me uncomfortable under his watchful eyes and also turned on.
I lift my head to meet his and can’t help but dart my tongue out over my lips. The words tumble from me before I realize what I’m saying. “Taste me.”Who the hell am I right now?
He growls and grips my thighs, lowers his head, and breathes me in again before flattening his tongue and trailing it from my hole all the way up to my clit, lapping at my arousal.
I clasp the bed sheets with each flick of his tongue. “Oh god, Blue.” My hand finds his hair, and he moans against me as I hold his head in place, the vibrations of his satisfaction encouraging my need for him. I thrust my hips into his face, grinding against his jaw wantonly. The slurping noises and sucking of my clit is like nothing I’ve ever experienced. It’s incredible. My body is alive below him, aching for his touch. For more. “Please,” I beg, unsure what I’m begging for.
He uses one of his hands to undo his belt and fumbles with unbuttoning his pants. The thought that he’s touching his cock while licking me makes me clench. I’m so turned on, I’m no longer myself. My inner sex goddess has taken over.
“Oh god. More.” I lift to his mouth, pushing myself aggressively against his tongue.
He pulls back just enough to speak. “You taste so fucking good, Red. I want you to come on my tongue like a good girl. Let me taste all of you. Fuck, I’ll savor your taste.”
When he sucks my clit hard, I erupt, his words helping to send me over the edge. My legs clench around him, and my grip tightens in his hair. “Oh. Oh, Jesus. Yesssss.”
