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“You had a bad week, you were mad at me for seeing me with another woman, and I want to make you feel good. What’s the problem here?”
His lips were everywhere, my neck, my jaw, my throat, before trialing down, lower and lower. I felt like I was in a tornado of fingers, lips, and a tongue. Before I knew it, Kyle was back in the chair between my wide open legs. He planted a kiss on the inside of my thigh and then the other. Then, he used his hands to spread me wide.
“You are so fucking gorgeous,” Kyle said.
It was too much. I wanted to slam my legs closed, I wanted to nudge him away, but the way Kyle looked at me with so much reverence in his eyes, I knew he wanted this just as badly, if not more, than I did. With the first touch of his tongue to my exposed skin, there was no stopping either of us.
“Yes,” I encouraged as Kyle expertly lapped at my clit.
He kept up a steady pace, pleasing me with each and every stroke of his tongue, but when he slowly pushed two fingers inside me, I thought I was going to lose all my senses.
I closed my eyes and dug my fingernails into the side of the desk. Holding onto that desk was the only thing keeping me on the planet because with the way Kyle was making me feel, it was out of this world.
“Fuck, Kyle,” I said, my words sounding animalistic. “Don’t stop. Please.”
“I won’t, Emma. Not until you come. And maybe not even then.”
I knew if anyone walked in, they’d get an eyeful. Me, spread out on the desk, my skirt around my hips and my panties on the floor, Kyle between my wide open legs licking, and I didn’t care. I couldn’t care about anything besides Kyle and the way he was making me feel.
I opened my eyes. Seeing his thick, dark head of hair moving between my legs brought a whole new wave of pleasure surging through my body. Just when I thought I couldn’t take anymore pleasure, Kyle hooked his arms around my thighs, pulled me closer to him, and lapped and slurped at my clit with such perfectly paced moves, I had to cover my mouth to keep from screaming.
“You taste so fucking good,” Kyle said.
His words were my undoing, and I came hard, with his hands and mouth still on me.
I reached down and grabbed a fistful of his hair. I was trying to ride out my orgasm, to come down from the highest high, but Kyle wouldn’t stop. I was shaking and grasping to his hair in my hands.
Once the aftershocks subsided, Kyle slowed his pace. For some inexplicable reason, I started to laugh. I rested my back against the desk, threw my arms over my head, and laughed.
“What?” Kyle asked, gently kissing my inner thighs. “What’s so funny?”
“Nothing,” I said, pushing up to a sitting position. “Absolutely nothing.”
Kyle helped me to my feet and then kissed my neck, jaw, and then my lips.
“Did you like it?” he asked, still seemingly confused by my outburst.
“That was so good,” I said, reaching for his obvious erection that was hardly concealed in his pants. “I want to make you feel as good.”
Kyle kissed me back, but held my hands in his, stopping me from unzipping his fly.
“We’ve been gone from the party for too long,” he explained. “There’s no time for that now.”
“But…” I said looking longingly at his crotch. “But I wasn’t done having fun with you.”
Kyle kissed me again, so deeply I felt it in my toes. I swayed on my feet, rocking forward to get closer to him. He just got me off and it wasn’t enough. I wanted me. I needed more.
“Kyle,” I said pulling back only far enough to utter the words. “I want you inside me.”
Kyle groaned and it was a deep sound, half moan, half animalistic grunt. It turned me on even more.
“You can’t say things like that to me, Emma.” He held my face in his hands and kissed me some more, his tongue sweeping over mine. “Not when I already want you so badly.”
I took a deep breath trying to get my thoughts out of the gutter and back to reality.
“Okay,” I said, fisting my hands at my sides to keep from touching him. “Right.” I was getting too comfortable, too needy. I needed to remember who I was dealing with. Just because we agreed to our sexual relationship didn’t mean I had any kind of rights to him.
Kyle took my chin in his hand. “Do you know what I want for my birthday?” he asked.
