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His mouth does not leave my neck for a second, his feathery kisses extracting breathy moans from me. He shut it with his leg, slamming my back against the door.
Our lips collide in a fiery kiss.
It numbs my senses, weakening my legs. I clenched my thighs around him, and he cupped my ass skillfully, pressing me against the door. His soft lips stroked mine hungrily before he delved his tongue into my mouth. I moaned against him, fisting his hair.
He grunts.
He breaks the kiss, his sultry eyes meeting mine, knocking out every ounce of breath I have left in my lungs. His breathing is ragged and uneven.
"I have never wanted someone this bad," He whispers, trailing his fingers up my thigh. I shuddered, brushing my hair backward.
"Me too," I affirm.
I'm not sure if it's the alcohol talking or me talking. I mean, I just met this man. But right now, any voice of reason is pushed to the deepest part of my mind, and I just want to please my heart.
"Kiss me," I moan, yanking him to myself with his shirt. My mouth descends on his lips again. I grab the hem of his shirt, pulling it over his head and discarding it. His hand crawls beneath my dress, tugging at the hem of my panties.
He got rid of it without breaking the kiss. I am too distracted to notice his fingers brushing my thigh before they graze my clitoris, causing me to gasp. He slid a finger into my wet pussy, and I moaned loudly, clamping my teeth on my bottom lip to submerge the wanton sound.
He detaches our lips and presses a kiss on my jaw, trailing feathery kisses from my jaw to my neck and earning breathy sighs from me.
"You are so wet!" He groans, burying his head into my neck as he strokes my sensitive nub. I cry in pleasure, my legs almost giving me away because they wobble heavily. He holds me firmly and continues torturing me with soft strokes.
Then, he plunges a finger into me.
"Oh, my God!" I moan.
"You love that, huh?" He chuckles against my neck, lowering the strap of my dress. I am not wearing a bra underneath the padded dress, so he can easily take in one of my nipples in his mouth, swirling his tongue around it.
"Oh, fuck!" I cry.
The pleasure that shoots through me consumes me, weakening my vision. My eyes flutter shut, his heightened strokes tossing me into an abyss of ecstasy. My walls clench around him as heavy knots build in my abdomen.
I cup his head, grazing his scalp with my manicured fingers. That earns me an approving growl, which causes him to add one more finger into my opening, curling them.
"I am going to– oh, my God!" I sob, my muscles clenching.
"Yes! cum for me, Serena." He orders me, brushing his nose against my neck. And with those words, I shatter into a thousand pieces in his arms, tears filling my eyes at how good it feels.
"That's my girl," He murmured, chuckling. I grab the back of his head, kissing him, and he responds with equal intensity, adjusting me in his arms. He leads us away from the door, not breaking the heated kiss.
He drops me softly on the bed, gathering my hands. He pins them atop my head, hovering above me but careful enough not to crush me with his weight. He kisses every inch of my body as though marking me, eliciting breathy moans.
I wiggle beneath him, my pussy drenching with each kiss. I throw my legs around him, loving the grunts of satisfaction he makes whenever I squirm at his touch.
"Michael, please!" I beg.
A deep, erotic chuckle leaves his lips.
I push myself off the bed, arching my back to meet his touch. He uses that opportunity to remove my dress by moving his hands to the zipper. He draws it downwards, pulling the material over my head.
I am now bare underneath him. He takes his time to stare down at me, his fingers brushing my cheek. I shiver, sighing. I don't break eye contact with him, despite how it feels like his gaze wants to embed itself in my skin.
"You are so beautiful," He swipes his thumb against my lips before he kisses me. I reach for his buckle, undoing it alongside his fly. He breaks the kiss momentarily and gets a condom from who knows where.
He removes the foil wrap and rolls the latex over his length. My veins course with an insatiable hunger…the need for him to dominate me. I am filled with desperation.
He leans downward, placing his palm on mine that is strewn on the bed. He entwines our palms, his eyes steadily on mine, and slowly slides into me.
