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“Then I’ll show you that you’re not any of thosethings.”
I wasn’t sure how my legs were keeping my body upright. They were visibly shaking. I tried desperately to measure my breaths, but when he reached for the top button of my shirt and undid it, my heart racedfaster.
“Are you nervous?” heasked.
“Yes. I…I don’t make a habit of doingthis.”
“Good. I likenervous.”
He closed the gap between us, using his hand to lift my chin until I was looking up at him. He leaned down slightly, and I closed my eyes, wetting my lips. I expected to feel his on mine but he gently ghosted them across my jaw, tilting my head to give him access to my neck. The feel of his lips on my skin, his breath as it tickled, had all but caused my legs to give way. I reached up and gripped the lapels of his jacket, simply to steadymyself.
I felt his lips curl into a smile; he was pleased with my response. He placed small kisses down my neck, pulling the collar of my shirt away. Then he trailed his tongue back up to myjaw.
He stepped away and that action caused me to open my eyesquickly.
Without a word, he shrugged off his jacket. “I’m enjoying the taste of you,” hesaid.
I couldn’t find the words to answer that. Yet again, I was takenaback.
“Undo your shirt,” hesaid.
I raised my hands, trying hard to disguise the shake, andunbuttoned.
“Slower,” hesaid.
I kept eye contact as I did what he’d requested. When I’d undone all the buttons, I let my arms fall to my sides. I watched as he loosened his tie, pulling it through his collar. He rolled it around his hand before stepping back towards me and placing it next to hisglass.
He trailed his fingers down either side of my neck, across my chest, and parted my shirt. I watched him lick his lips as he stared at my breasts. There was something very carnal in what he did, and it had my stomach clenching further. He pushed the shirt from my shoulders until it fell to thefloor.
Goosebumps raised my skin, following the path his fingers made as he very gently ran them across the cups of my bra. He reached around and unclipped it, sliding the straps from my shoulders. Everything he did, every movement he made, was controlled: measured to elicit the desired response. I swallowed hard, convinced that he’d heardme.
I opened my mouth to speak; the silence was beginning to overwhelm me. Before I could, he placed one finger over mylips.
“Shush,” he said. “No talking, justfeel.”
He reached for his whiskey and dipped his finger in the glass; he then ran that finger over my lips. Before I had a chance to catch the drip, he’d placed his hands in my hair on either side of my face and kissed me. No, he devoured my mouth. It was as if his kiss had sucked the air from my lungs. His tongue took control of mine; his hands gripped my hair. I clung to him, my hands fisted his shirt. I couldn’t stop the moan that seemed to have risen from the depths of my stomach, leaving mymouth.
I was gone, totally gone. My head spun and it wasn’t from the alcohol, it was him. Just his kiss had me wanting to come. I crossed my legs, trying to clench my thighs tight together. He let go of one side of my head, ran his hand down my side, and having to bend slightly, he slipped his hand between my thighs and pushed my legs apartagain.
He pulled his mouth from mine. “When you come, it will be either over my fingers or my cock, or in mymouth.”
My jaw fell open; I heard it click. He smirked and raised his eyebrows. He reached down, undid the button, then the zip of my trousers, they pooled around my feet. I stepped out of them, and once again, he took a step back. His gaze leisurely trailed from my breasts to my black lace panties and then down to the high heels. He nodded, as ifapproving.
“You have an awful amount of clothes on,” Isaid.
“So undress me then,” hereplied.
I lifted one leg to remove myshoe.
“Leave them on,” hesaid.
I reached up to undo the buttons on his shirt, pulling it from the waistband of his trousers. He offered me his arms and I unbuttoned the cuffs, one at a time. As he had done to me, I slid the shirt from his broad shoulders, having to reach up to doso.
I let my hands slide down his very toned stomach, so toned every ab was defined. I undid his trousers. As I did so, he kicked off his shoes. I decided to be brave. I placed my hands on his hips and slowly lowered to a crouch, pulling his trousers down as I did. He wore tight black shorts, and I had to catch the words before they spilled from my mouth at the sight of his erection. His cock strained against the cotton, a small damp patch had formed as it wept precum. I ran my hands down his shins, removing his socks then slowlystood.
“Turn around,” hesaid.
“Why?”
