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“Just as I remembered,” he said. She didn’t believe it though. Someone like him had probably been with a lot of women in the past several years.
“Shut up, Christian,” she said.
He laughed and his mouth lowered to her nipple, pulling it between his lips, her back arching up to let him take more. She let out a moan in her throat and hoped he didn’t move anytime soon.
His tongue was licking her, lapping up every bit of sensitive skin she had.
He was moving back and forth across her body and all but torturing her at this point.
Her hips were rising and she was pretty sure her underwear was soaked with as worked up as she was.
Christian was almost grinding against her through his boxer briefs too.
In her mind, all she thought of was them humping like this as teens before they had sex.
Sure, it felt good, but they didn’t know any different.
Once they did, they never did this again.
Why would they?
And she didn’t want to do it now either.
“Christian,” she said, yanking his head back. “We aren’t sixteen.”
He looked her in the eye, she saw he got her meaning, and then he scooted down and pulled her panties off.
His mouth went right to the dew dripping everywhere, his tongue just lightly touching her.
“Jesus,” she said. She almost came on that touch alone.
“You’re easy,” he said.
She wasn’t going to take exception to those words. She’d done it too much already.
Besides, she wasn’t sure she could even think any more than how good this all felt. Not even how hard and cold the hardwood floor was under her back.
His thumbs went to her wet lips, spread her wide and all but attacked every part of her body at once.
She didn’t know how it was possible, and he was right: he’d learned a lot in the past several years.
Her hips were lifting up and grinding against his mouth, but he didn’t seem to care as she was throbbing and coming all over him.
When it felt like she had nothing else left to give, her body went lax on the floor while she sucked in a few deep breaths.
Christian moved away from her and she heard the wrapper open, but she’d have to find the energy to open her eyes to see him. She was going to go from the memory of what he looked like. She could open her eyes next time.
Before she knew it though, she was rolling and on top of him. “Huh?” she asked.
“You’ve been on your back, now it’s my turn,” he said. “You can get the sore knees.”
“Here I thought you were being a gentleman,” she said, lifting up. She had to open her eyes now and was glad she did.
He was long and strong. Firm.
“I am one,” he said. “But this lets me see you on top of me. All of you.”
“Ahh,” she said, sinking down. It felt so damn good. She actually lost her train of thought on what she was going to say.
