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Slipping my hand around the small of her back, I whisper in her ear, “Dance with me like no one’s watching.” I pull back to catch her eyes softening, and a tender smile appears on her lips. She hooks her arms around my neck, bringing our bodies close. Her tongue darts out, licking her lips, and I can’t look away, a prisoner to everything she is. I lean into her mouth, and the swells of her breasts eagerly rise and fall in anticipation. Gripping the back of her head, I pull her in, and capture her lips. And instead of sharing a dance, we share a kiss like no one’s here at all.
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After the party died down, I asked her to come back home with me, not wanting the night to end. I want every day I can get, want to hold on to every moment because I feel like I’m slowly losing her. But I have to be careful, so I don’t hurt her like I did the last time she slept over.
She removes her high heels, leaning her back against the door as she tries to undo the ankle strap. “Let me.” I bend down, picking up her foot and place it on my knee.
I take off her stilettos, and she flashes a smile when I look up at her. Those amber eyes, I just want to surrender to them, let her take everything I’ve never given to anyone before. Why can’t I stop wanting her? What makes her different than all the other women I’ve managed to fuck and forget? Maybe it’s this feeling of finally being seen. From the moment we first kissed, I gave her bits of the real me without realizing, and she saw me. She pieced all the fragments together then brushed past my walls as though they were only a mirage.
“Did you have fun tonight?” I gently slide my hands up her smooth calf, nearing the curve of her thigh.
Her breath falters and her smile’s gone, replaced by slightly parted lips. I inch my hand up the inside of her thigh, dipping my fingers into her skin.
Her eyes widen with a flare of lust. “Yes, so much—” I interrupt her reply with the pad of my fingertips, running circles over her panties.
“I need you inside me, Jax.” A shudder runs up my body and more blood rushes to my cock. Damn it, I want to take her up against the door, but I want a taste before I do.
“I have to give you part two of your gift first.” I slide her panties to the side and run a finger up her damp lips.
“There’s more?” she whimpers.
“Oh, yeah,” I run a finger around her clit, “so much more.” Placing her thigh over my shoulder, my face gets close to where the taste of her invades me. “Did I tell you how beautiful you look tonight?”
“Only a few dozen times,” she breathes out harshly.
“I can’t help it. In a room full of people, you’re the only one I see.” It came out before I had a moment to realize what I had just said. I never meant to speak those words out loud, they were supposed to stay trapped inside my head.
“What did you say?” She tugs at my hair, attempting to pull my face away from her thighs, but I don’t give her a chance because she’ll see the truth of what I’m beginning to feel for her. I keep my heart concealed behind sex and lust, it’s the only thing I know well.
I don’t know when it happened, but my feelings for her run deeper than I ever expected them to. She can’t know, I have to keep it hidden. It’s better if she thinks this is nothing more than what we agreed to, so when we’re over, she won’t see me as the guy she could’ve loved, but as the guy who wanted nothing more than her body. It’ll be easier for her that way, and she’s the only one I worry about. I don’t care how much it’ll hurt me when we’re through. I’d break my heart every day as long as hers is safe.
“I want you riding my face and coming down my throat.” My voice scratches against the inside of her thigh before I dive back in, my tongue pressing against her enlarged clit. The tip of my tongue teases and fucks her, while she clamps around me, her heat and taste bursting over my tongue.
“Jax, yes, harder!”
I groan, kneading her ass, forcing her closer to my mouth. My tongue dives inside her while my thumb rubs around her clit, teasing the orgasm out of her.
“Just like that,” she pants. Her walls begin to contract around me in rapid pulls and her legs tremble, but my firm grasp around her thighs keeps her steady. With another swipe of my tongue, she explodes around my mouth, screaming out my name. Wave after wave, I taste her on my tongue, licking up every last drop.
“Turn around. Hands against the door.” My tone is hard and my intention clear. I’m gonna fuck the shit out of her. She sighs wildly, slowly rotating as though her body no longer works. I stand to unbuckle my belt, and lower my pants and boxers down my legs, stepping out of them. I love taking her this way, giving me a perfect view of that ass I love so much.
My hands crawl up her calves, then the back of her thighs, until I reach the hem of her dress, lifting it over her round ass. Grabbing a handful, I massage and twist before my palm lands hard against her skin. She cries out, begging for me to fuck her, but instead, I spank her other cheek even harder. “This tiny dress has been getting my dick hard all fucking night, you know that?” The way it clings to her body, showing off every curve and swell…I’ve been stiff all damn night.
She rocks her hips against my cock, and I move back, slapping her ass again. I finger the lace of her black thong, unable to stand another second not being inside her, and tear it off, tossing the fabric over my head.
“You can rip anything else you want.”
I bring a hand to her throat, tightening my fingers around it. Lowering my lips to her neck, I swipe my tongue up right below her ear. “Is that right?”
She swallows as my cock rubs against her ass. “Uh-huh.”
“How about this dress?” I grip the zipper in the front with my other hand. “Would you let me tear it off?”
“Yes,” she pants as I slowly slide the zipper down past her bra.
I let it go, slipping my hand down her smooth stomach instead. “I think I’ll keep it. I like it a little too much.” My hand moves lower, cupping her pussy, pushing my palm into its warmth. My dick is rock hard, which is easy with her. She makes every part of me want her, need her with desperation that borders on insanity. She sucks me into her vortex and I don’t want to be spit back out. If only she could take away my past, rip it out of me, make me whole again.
“I need you now,” she mutters hoarsely, and I’m lost in her voice, her desire, her body—fuck, that body. I’ll never have enough. My balls contract as I undo the last bit of her zipper and yank the dress off. She’s almost fully bare, except for her black bra, which I quickly unhook and lower off her, dropping it beside her feet.
