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“Not currently. Only you,” he says, his eyes open and studying me.
“Oh.” That’s not the answer I expected.
“Is this going to be a problem for you?”
“What?”
“This. Doing what we’re doing.”
“What exactly is it that we’re doing?”
“Having fun. I thought I made that clear.”
“You did. I’m having trouble understanding exactly what that means, though.”
He laughs. “Of course you are. It means whatever we want it to mean. If you need a label, I guess friends with benefits works. If you want to be more vague about it, we’re two people who happen to work at the same place that enjoy fucking each other from time to time.”
I don’t like his insinuation that I need a label, even if it’s true. But my body pressed on his paired with his kissable lips make it so I don’t care. I want him to consume me, right now. I don’t need to ruin it with my annoying questions.
“So, is that going to be a problem?” He implores me with his penetrating stare.
“Kiss me,” I say breathlessly. He wastes no time in giving me what I want. He takes my head in his and brings my face closer to his. He tastes just as he did last time. I had convinced myself that I wouldn’t ever get to have him again, so I lose myself.
His pelvis thrusts into mine, my dress sliding up my thighs and his jeans pushing into my core. My clit throbs in response, and I want to tear our clothes off.
I clutch at the shirt on his chest, realizing it’s not a button down like last time. I pull at the bottom and lift it up, our lips only parting when the shirt passes over his head. I rub my hands over his shoulders and chest as he massages my breasts, our tongues moving steadily against each other. My nipples harden against my black lace bra, and I grow impatient as he simply rubs against them.
I tug at the bottom of my dress but his hands swiftly grab my wrists. He takes them both in one hand, then slides his free hand under my dress and caresses my pussy. I moan and pulse my hips into him, refusing to break our kiss to tell him to take me now.
I can feel his rock hard dick pressing into his jeans, which in turn is pressing onto my opening. If we weren’t wearing clothes, he’d slip right in.
“Fuck, you feel so good, Kate,” he says against my lips, then sucks my bottom lip into his mouth. I nibble at his upper lip, and he smirks. “Don’t be scared. I like it rough.”
Okay.I bite down a bit harder, and a growl erupts from his throat. My pussy tightens in response. If I wasn’t in a steady haze of alcohol and lust, I’d probably wonder why I’m so turned on by this. But I don’t question it, simply giving in to the pleasure.
Without warning, I’m flipped onto my back and he’s hovering over me, his knee between my thighs and his hooded gaze all over me. He grips my dress and pulls it off so quickly, my body bounces into the mattress.
I meet his eyes and all I can see is desire.For me.It stirs something deep inside me, and my lips part in awe. He slides his hands from my hips to my bra, taking my full breasts into his hands and squeezing gently.
“I want to keep you coming back for more, princess. You’re mine for as long as I see fit.”
In the real world, his words would have me running for the hills. Right now, I nod my head eagerly and spread my legs a little wider. He pulls one of my breasts out and trails kisses down my neck, collarbone, and chest, finally settling on my exposed nipple.
His tongue swirls around it, causing my back to arch. He sucks it into his mouth while tilting his head up to look at me. When my eyes meet his, he bites my nipple so hard I scream. His hand flies up to cover my mouth and my eyes widen until they burn.
His eyes are boring into mine, not a hint of mercy present. He licks the soft skin around my nipple, which throbs in pain until his tongue soothes it. He uses the tip to circle around the exact place where it stings, and it’s so soothing that my eyes roll into the back of my head.
“You’re doing so good, baby. I know you’re going to take me so well.” He sucks my nipple into his mouth then releases it with a pop, replacing the bra over it. The lace rubs on the sore spots where I’m convinced there are indentations from his teeth.
He kisses across to the other breast, but he doesn’t free it. He sucks the exposed skin and his hand returns to stroking my pussy through my panties. I’m so wet that his fingers slide in through the fabric.
I buck my hips into him and move my hand to the buttons of his jeans, but again he stops me by grabbing my wrist and tucking my hand under my butt. He tortures me further by shifting his body up so his jeans covered dick is right over my pussy, and he presses into me.
I moan and thread my fingers through his hair. “Stop teasing me.”
He looks up at me, a glint in his eye. “I’ll do whatever I want.”
I’m not sure what makes me do it— unfiltered desire, the look in his eye, or knowing he gets off on the control. “Please,” I whisper, my bottom lip jutting out in a pout.
