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I knocked, and the door swung open. West stood there in an untucked button-down shirt, dark jeans, and brown cowboy boots. He’d also shaved, and his hair was still damp from a shower.
West always looked sexy, but my mouth turned dry at him all cleaned up.
He grabbed my hand and tugged me inside. “I wish I had some M&Ms or something so I could toss it into your mouth. It’s hanging wide open.”
His words snapped me back. “It’s just shock from you actually wearing a nice shirt.”
“Not all of us have jobs where we can dress up and stay clean until the end of the day.”
“Thank goodness. I like you a little disheveled and dirty.”
His eyes turned heated for a second before he shook his head. “Stop that. I’m trying to be a gentleman and give you a nice dinner.” He leaned in and whispered, “Making you beg and scream my name comes later. If you’re a good girl.”
He pulled back, and it took everything I had not to reach for him, haul him closer, and kiss him. But it was also fun playing with him a bit, with our clothes still on. “Someone’s cocky.”
He put his hand to his ear. “What? You’re asking about my cock and heard about how big it is?”
After he winked at me, I laughed. “Maybe you are getting old and hard of hearing.”
With a growl, he pulled me close, and I gasped as he pressed his knee between my legs. He continued to rock me on his firm, muscled thigh as he said, “I have a fuck-ton of patience, Emilia. And I plan to put it to use later. Every time you say I’m old, I’ll just have to keep you teetering on the edge that much longer.”
I had to grip West’s forearm to keep from falling over as he moved my hips, grinding me against his leg. I was close, so close.
Then he stepped away, and I growled. “What the hell?”
Amusement danced in his eyes. “Had to rest my old joints for a bit. Sorry.”
I stuck my tongue out at him. “You’re mean.”
He smirked. “You started it.”
Well, true. But now it was war.
So I lifted the hem of my dress, showing him I had no underwear on, and then I dipped my finger to gather some wetness before I circled my clit. With his scorching eyes watching, it took me less than a minute before I cried out, and the orgasm washed over me.
West was there to steady me as my legs gave out. His breath was hot as he whispered into my ear, “Now who’s being mean?”
I dropped my dress and stood on my tiptoes to press a kiss to the corner of his mouth. “I can be much, much meaner.”
He tried to pull me close, but I managed to wiggle away and dashed for the bathroom. Before I could reach it, he snagged me around the waist, carried me to the bed, and tossed me down. In the next second, he had my wrists pinned to the bed and his body over mine. Our breaths mingled as he stared at me.
The mixture of heat and amusement did something to my insides. I’d never imagined being able to have fun like this, let alone with a guy. One I liked more and more, the longer I was around him.
West bit my bottom lip and then took my mouth in a searing kiss. His tongue wasted no time in caressing my tongue, all while his hips ground against mine.
I was so lost in his heat and taste and scent that I blinked when he finally pulled away and rose to his knees.
Then I saw him undo his fly, remove his dick, and take the condom from his pocket. Once it was on, he leaned down, whispered, “I can’t wait,” and then kissed me as he thrust his cock inside me.
I moaned, arching into him, as he pinned me again and thrust hard. Again and again. The bed shook, and he swallowed my moans with his mouth.
It was rough and needy and raw.
Like if he didn’t fuck me, he’d die.
He released one of my hands and strummed my clit, still taking me with hard, quick thrusts, and soon, I cried out again. West followed right after and laid his forehead on my shoulder.
We lay there for a minute, catching our breaths. It was strangely erotic to be mostly dressed with West still inside me, highlighting how he’d wanted me so badly he couldn’t even take the time to get naked.
