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“Too bad. Sometimes it’s hard for me to say them.”
“There are other ways of communicating how you feel,” he says.
“So, if I knee you in the balls right now you’d be able to tell I’m pissed?”
He twists his hips to the side, protecting the boys. “I just realized this is our first fight.”
I roll my eyes. “Glad you caught up.”
“We should settle this like adults do,” he says.
“How would that be?” I ask.
“With sex.” He slams his mouth down on mine. Staggered by his unexpected move, I grab on to his shoulders as his tongue slips between my lips. My surprise morphs into desperate need as desire takes hold of me.
His hands slide over my ass, squeezing a cheek in each palm while my own caress down the planes of his chest to his stomach. His solid muscles flex and twitch under his shirt. I’m overwhelmed with the urge to feel them without the barrier of his clothing getting in the way.
With our lips still connected, I blindly reach inside his open suit coat. I latch on to the sides of his dress shirt and tug them free from his pants. Slipping my hands underneath the material, his skin is warm and smooth. Starting at the bottom of his rib cage, my fingertips trace over his shredded abdominal muscles. Undoing his belt buckle, I move on and unfasten his pants. Darius exhales a ragged groan into my mouth when my hand burrows beneath the waistband of his boxer briefs. And when I grip his erect shaft in my hand, he tears his mouth from mine.
“Oh fuck.”
He watches as I stroke him from the hilt all the way to the tip where there’s a bead of pre-cum. My thumb swipes the clear fluid around the head of his cock, as if it’s my tongue licking him, before my fist drags down his turgid length once more.
Prying my fingers from him, he spins me around without notice. One of his hands splayed on my stomach is all that keeps me from tumbling to my knees. He lifts and propels me forward toward the back of the small space. He sets me on my feet and then his large hand drops to the middle of my back, bending me over at the waist. My palms slap against the edge of a small table as I brace myself.
“Don’t turn around,” he commands.
“Okay.”
He drops his suit coat on the table in front of me. I hear the rustling of more clothing being removed before his tie appears in front of my eyes.
“Is this okay, agápi mou?”
“Yes,” I whisper. “You said that to me before. What does it mean?”
“My love.”
My stomach is overtaken by a kaleidoscope of butterflies.
He settles the silky material over my eyes and fastens it behind my head, completely blocking my vision. The thrill of knowing I’m about to have blindfolded make-up sex in a closet sends a jolt of need between my thighs. It’s the thought of doing something forbidden with Darius that makes it so hot.
His palms skim my bare skin from my calves, up the outside of my thighs, raising my dress at the same time. His sudden inhale brings a satisfied smile to my face.
“No fucking panties. Mikró peíragma.”
“What does that mean?” I ask.
“You’re a little tease, mikró peíragma. Did you leave your panties off for me?”
“No. They were visible under my dress, so I couldn’t wear any.”
“I’m gonna pretend you left them off for me. And I’m going to reward you by fucking you so hard with my cock. Are you ready, agápi mou?” His hand skates down my ass to curve between my legs. He slowly circles my entrance with a fingertip. “So fucking wet for me too.”
“Yes,” I moan. I’m soaked and it’s all for him. Not being able to see what he’s doing to me is such an erotic experience. I’ve never done anything like this before.
“Is this my pussy?” he growls.
“Yes.” I breathe.
