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“All right,” I said and stood.
I was a little unstable on the strappy heels I wore, and Lorenzo slid his hand around my waist. His hand was hot through my dress, branding me where he touched me. I wanted Lorenzo, and I was used to getting what I wanted.
We stepped into the elevator and rode it upward. I was aware of the confined space and how close we were to each other.
Lorenzo turned to me, wrapped his arms around my body, and his hands landed on my ass. He nuzzled my neck, sending goosebumps over my arms and shivers down my spine.
He grinded his cock against me, and he was hard and ready and so damn delicious I wanted him naked and inside me, throbbing and pulsating.
Lorenzo pushed me against the elevator wall, and I moaned when he pressed his erection harder against me.
“Hmm,” he murmured against my neck. I pushed my hands into his hair. Everything about Lorenzo was as perfect as I remembered it. He was the same guy I’d been with all those years ago, and he was someone entirely different at the same time.
When the elevator doors opened, Lorenzo stepped back. He swallowed hard, and I kept my composure. Lorenzo gestured with his head, and I followed him through the small lobby to one of four doors.
As soon as we were inside the penthouse suite where Lorenzo stayed, I took charge.
I fiddled with his belt buckle and reached into his pants, pulling out his cock.
He was impressive in length and girth. Both were important, and God, Lorenzo had everything the good Lord could bless a man with.
I kissed him again while I ran my hand up and down his cock, and Lorenzo groaned into my mouth.
I only kissed him for a short while before I sank to my knees and sucked the head of his cock into my mouth. Lorenzo sucked a breath through gritted teeth and pushed his hands into my loose blonde hair. He pulled it together in a ponytail, holding my hair in his hand and encouraged me to suck him in deeper and deeper. I bobbed my head back and forth, relishing in the taste and feel of him.
His cock was thick and hard, the skin smooth, silk over steel, and he stroked in and out as I sucked him off faster and faster. While I bobbed my head back and forth, I melted into my panties. I was getting ready for him to pin me down and fuck me senseless, and the way I knew Lorenzo, that was exactly what he was going to do.
Not yet. I was in control now.
I pulled back and tugged Lorenzo’s pants down his hips, giving myself more space to work with. I cupped his balls with one hand and took him into my mouth again, squeezing and massaging, kneading his balls while the tip of his cock pushed against my soft palate.
Lorenzo pushed his hand against my head, and I held my breath, and he slid into my throat. I gagged, my throat tightening around Lorenzo’s cock, and he let out a cry before he pulled back. He slipped out of my mouth with a plop.
“Not yet,” he all but growled and took my head.
He pulled me up and kissed me again, his kiss fiery. His fingers found the zipper at the back of my dress—Lorenzo had always been a pro at undressing me. He seemed to know every designer outfit and how to get a woman out of it, and it was so fucking attractive when he took charge.
I didn’t usually relinquish control. I fucked men, not the other way around.
Lorenzo had always been my weakness.
The dress slid down my body and fell to the floor, and I stood before him in my black lace bra and matching panties.
“Fuck, Celine,” Lorenzo muttered, and he picked me up and carried me to the closest surface, which was the dining room table. He pulled down my panties, and I scissored my legs, getting out of them as fast as I could.
Lorenzo lifted me onto the table, and I opened my thighs, wrapping my legs around his waist. Lorenzo’s cock pushed against my entrance, and when he slid into me, I cried out and gripped his thick shoulders. He rocked his cock back and forth, sliding in and out of me, and I cried out as he speared me.
My fingers found the buttons on his shirt, and I undid them, fumbling with some of them until Lorenzo’s chiseled chest was on display. I ran my fingers through his chest hair, feeling the muscles ripple under his skin as he held onto my hips and pulled himself into me deeper and deeper.
My first orgasm came hard and fast and rocked through my body. I came undone at the seams as pleasure crashed into me again and again. It took my breath away before I gasped for air.
Lorenzo pulled out of me, pulled me off the table and spun me around. He bent me over the dining table, and his cock found my entrance again. When he pushed into me, I cried out, and he railed me from behind, fucking me harder and harder.
His balls slapped against my pussy, and the sound of our sex filled the large room.
Lorenzo undid my bra, and I flung it off, setting my breasts free. They swung back and forth as Lorenzo pounded into me.
He reached around me and cupped my breasts while he pushed into me, his large body curled around mine.
