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I huff a little in frustration when I can't reach his mouth, and he laughs, bending to get at my lips.
“Here you go, babe. You only need to ask,” he whispers on my lips.
His husky voice and the prickle of his breath on my skin bring me from damp to dripping in the blink of an eye.
We kiss long and hard, our mouths meshing, our tongues searching, and our teeth biting until, with a mighty groan, Derek pulls away. "Damn, sweetheart! You sure as hell make it hard for a man to keep it to just talking, don't you?"
I laugh against his neck, my fingers working on the buttons of his shirt; my mouth, nibbling on his skin, rips a breathless hiss from his throat.
“Fuck, Carina, you are driving me insane…”
I take a step away from him to look him in the eye. “That’s the plan," I say, trying to force assurance into my voice, but I don't feel it, not even a tiny bit.
I slowly run my hands from his waist up to his massive chest until I reach his tie, and I start to undo it.
"Carina, what are you doing?" he asks in a barely restricted growl, one hand clutching at his steely-hard, huge cock in an attempt to keep it down.
“Seems pretty obvious to me.”
“We should talk first, baby.”
"Fuck first. Talk later," I whisper and feel my face flush. God, I can't believe I'm actually saying these things to a guy as big as him.
“Carina…”
“Uh-uh…”
I shake my head, undoing my wrap-around dress and letting it fall in a blue pool at my feet.
I watch as his big shoulders heave up and down with his labored breath, and I smile at him. I've got this.
I follow the path of his eyes as they practically singe the tiny scraps of blue silk constituting my underwear away from my body.
Derek’s jaw clenches and sets, his Adam’s apple sensuously going up and down the impressive muscular column of his bare throat.
I know I’m really taunting the bull here, but I can’t stop myself.
I want him to take me, and I don't want to talk about this… whatever this is.
I unclasp my bra and throw it at him. He catches it with a groan, drops it on the sofa, and picks me up so fast my head spins. Then his lips are on mine, my legs are around his hips, and his hard arousal is pressing insistently on my lower stomach. The feeling of him is driving the last bit of reason out of my head.
I feel one of his hands roughly pull my panties aside, and then his big fingers are cruising all over my pussy, diving between my lower lips and spreading my hot wetness from my entrance to my clit and down again.
“Oh fuck, sweetheart… you’re so damn wet for me! You really want this, don’t you?”
I nod, my fingers scraping at his dark beard, my mouth searching his. I can’t speak, not anymore.
I have exhausted all of my bravado.
But that's okay. Now that I'm in his arms, I don't need to be tough anymore.
I can just go along for the ride and enjoy every little dirty wonderful thing he will do to me.
I’m not used to this kind of touches, to this kind of foreplay, but I can’t get enough. This feels amazing.
Everything feels amazing.
His fingers playing with my pussy, his hard cock pushing against my belly, his huge, warm body encompassing mine, and his tongue driving in my mouth and chopping my breath.
