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He lifted my feet, putting them right on the very edge of the table. He nuzzled the inside of my knee, working his way down my thigh. Kissing and tasting my skin as he went, setting off little fires.

“Like this?” A puff of his breath teased my aching center. The slow progress was maddening.

“More.” I arched up.

He pressed my hips back to the tabletop before his tongue, a lash of liquid heat, touched me.

I was his to feast on, and I wanted him to sate his appetite.

My eyes closed, I focused on absorbing every wonderful, wicked sensation. He worked my clit with his mouth, his teeth, his tongue. It was sheer bliss. Every caress pushed me to a new stratosphere.

He teased my opening with a finger, promising fulfillment but not giving it to me. I clutched the silk of my dress with desperate fists—twisting, holding on for dear life. The sound of seams popping was obscured by my moans. My building orgasm drew relentlessly nearer. Ready to engulf me. I was so close.

He thrust inside me, curling his fingers to push at that ultra-sensitive place, and I exploded. White heat enveloped my body, and I strained up off the table, screaming his name and a string of profanity as I shattered. Tremors racked my body as he continued to feast, prolonging my release until I was limp. Spent.

He lifted his head, but his fingers continued to thrust and tease. “How do you feel, angel?”

“Lovely.” I looked at him through half-open lids. His mouth glistened with my arousal, and the hunger in his eyes burned brighter and hotter than before.

“Perfect.” He pressed a thumb to my hypersensitive clit. I shuddered uncontrollably.

“What’s next?” he asked.

Anything. Everything. All the things. I was a total goner.

Chapter 20

Derek

WhenLeecame,herpussy gripped my fingers like a vise. I was living for the moment when I would sink inside her for real. Feel her convulse around my throbbing cock.

“I can’t read your mind. I need your words.” The image of her lying naked on my coffee table was something I would never forget.

Her words were the check keeping control of my desires. Given free rein, I would be no better than a wild stag in rut. Taking more than I had the right to expect from this gorgeous woman. Rushing the experience heedlessly. I needed her permission.

“Oh, please, Derek, please…fuck me.” She pressed her hips up off the table, riding my fingers and mumbling my name over and over as she tossed her head back and forth on the wood.

“Absolutely.” A million lurid possibilities opened before me. All of them were a fantasy come to life. My tenuous control threatened to disintegrate.

Reluctantly, I slipped my fingers free of her body. She caught my wrist and tugged my hand. I let her pull me closer. When she took my soaking fingers between her lips and sucked, I felt the pull of her mouth all the way down to my painfully hard dick. This woman was going to kill me.

I struggled one-handed to undo my belt and pants, remembering at the last moment that I’d stashed a condom in my back pocket. At the time, I’d thought it wishful thinking. Now it was fucking divine providence.

I gripped the condom in my teeth and let my pants fall. I regretfully removed my fingers from her sweet mouth and picked her up off the table, lifting her to straddle my lap as I sat back on the couch.

She plucked the packet from my teeth and ripped it open, wiggling back so she could put the condom on. She gripped the root of my erection and gave it a long, hard stroke. The caress stole my breath. I was reaching for her fingers to stop this unique form of torture, but my hands were shaking. I clutched the couch cushion and took a deep breath, struggling for sanity.

“Angel, hurry.” I groaned as she rolled the latex cover over my length, far too slowly. I was falling apart, each second an eternity.

She shifted. I pulled. Suddenly, she was pushing onto my cock, slowly easing her way down my length. It was ecstasy. The hot grip of her core sent ripples then waves of pleasure through me. Any doubts about the perfection of our coming together were erased. No way I’d give this up. Promises be damned, I had to have this woman in my bed.

“You are fucking heaven.”

I took one of her small but utterly perfect tits into my mouth and sucked the tip as she settled into a rhythm sure to obliterate the few rational thoughts I had left.

Her nails dug into the back of my neck as she rode me. I gripped her hips, pulling her down as I thrust up. The smack of our flesh filled my house, echoing off the hard floors and walls.

“Are you close?” I cradled her jaw and tipped her head so our eyes met and held.

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