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“Your mouth...” I start. I just can’t resist bringing my fingers to her lips. I don’t even ask for permission. I never do. “Is so beautiful, so soft and so gentle. I’ve been obsessing about kissing that mouth since I dropped you off.”
She licks her lips before folding them into her mouth. “Hunter, you’re going to make me lose my mind.”
“Oh, honey, you ain’t seen nothing yet.”
“Ah,” she gasps.
“Since Mrs. Silverman is nowhere in sight and it’s just me and you, do I get to kiss you?”
“So it’s okay for you to say all of these heart-stopping things to me, but you ask my permission to kiss me?”
I lean in closer, watching her watching me. She’s undoubtedly one of the sexiest girls I’ve met in a long time. Surprisingly, she may also be one of the smartest. “Don’t answer my question with a question. You want my mouth on you or not?” I curl up my lips into a teasing smile.
She bursts out laughing. “You’re a trip.”
“And you’re a hot little vixen I desperately want.” I crush her body against mine and she turns her face up to me, closing her eyes. With this unrestricted access to her neck, I drop a soft kiss under her jaw line right below her right earlobe. “So do you want me to kiss the hell out of you or not?”
I get even harder when a rush of pink stains her cheeks as she soaks in my words. “Yes, please,” she whispers in a low voice.
Her plea breaks me. I reach for her waist, pushing her backwards until her ass hits a high sideboard located against a wall across from me. I lift her onto the buffet and I barely allow her time to sit her ass down before I claim her lips. I fist her mane and tilt her head back.
“Your hair is every man’s fantasy,” I whisper near her mouth.
“Um...” Her warm breath is intoxicating. “Thank you.”
“I want to push you over the edge. I want to see you lose it all over my tongue. Would you like that?” My touch brushes down her neck and dips into the hollow of her collarbone. I could feast on her for days.
“Uh-huh.” She nods shyly.
That’s the only answer I need. My lips come down on hers, firm and demanding. I pin her against the wall as I deepen my kiss. My tongue takes her possessively and it doesn’t take much coaxing on my part for her to respond passionately.
“Christ,” I moan into her mouth before pushing myself away from her. I take a few steps back to remove my suit jacket and I fling it over my shoulder. With rushed hands I loosen my tie and remove it. For a fraction of a second I consider using it to restrain her while I gorge on her tempting curves, but it might be pushing her too far, too fast. She looks up at me with heavy-lidded eyes that threaten to ruin me. The hunger I read in them is unmistakable and I’m certain it matches my own craving for her. I stride back towards her, grab her by the back of her neck and bring her as close as possible to me. I take in her sweet perfume with a low growl. “You smell like a fucking dream.”
“I do?” she pants.
“I bet you taste even better. And just so we’re both clear, I’m not talking about the lips that are painted red.”
“Hunter, this is too much. No other man has ever talked to me this way,” she pants.
“Then you haven’t been with guys who really appreciate you,” I sneer with a cocky smile. “It’s impossible for me not to let you know exactly how I feel about you. You make me want to do things to you, Miranda... things you’ll never be able to tell your best friend. And I’m not about to apologize for that.” I’m so overtaken by desire that my voice is unrecognizable even to me.
She swallows hard. “Do I really affect you like this?” she whispers.
“Does this answer your question?” My hand leaves her cheek, and I grip the bulge at the front of my pants. “You’ve already got me so hard, sweetie. As far as I’m concerned, you’re a prize. I just happen to have won big tonight.”
“I—” She opens her mouth to say something, but my impish grins tells her there’s not much more to add, and when realization dawns, Miranda looks away.
She turns beet red and fidgets nervously on the sideboard. I don’t give her a chance to overthink things. I reach out and cup her cheeks, turning her head so I can kiss her, ever so slightly at first, with my mouth teasing hers. I trace her lips with my tongue, nibbling on her bottom one, and when she tilts her head back up I sweep inside. She responds to me so beautifully. When I gently pull back, her fingers land on my forearms as if she’s afraid she’ll freefall into an ocean of ecstasy. I curl up my lips, amused to see how she’s fighting to catch her breath. Her body seems to have been consumed by a furnace of passion.
“I love how your cheeks turn such a lovely shade of pink. It only makes me want to push you even further.”
“Hunter—”
I eat up her words, plunging my tongue deeply, possessing her ruthlessly. Wrapping my hands around her, I stroke her back and caress her until my fingers feel the metallic coldness of her zipper. I glide it down slowly, freeing her. Without ungluing my lips from hers, I slide the fabric of her dress off her shoulders and push it down until her breasts are fully exposed.
“Jesus Christ,” I groan when I catch a glimpse of her bra. I break our embrace, unable to believe my eyes. “You’re killing me here,” I confess, taking in the sight of her red bra.
The lace is delicate enough to allow her rosy nipples to poke through. Her peaks are so hard, begging for my mouth. Her small areolas sit perfectly in the middle of her huge, heavy tits. Good Lord. The sight of her in this wanton lingerie is hedonistic enough to make me come. Fuck. She doesn’t even have to touch me.
She must notice how I’m intently staring at her chest, speechless, because she lifts her arms in an attempt to conceal her beauty from me, but I stop her. “Please. Let me take you in.” My voice comes out faint, coated with desire. “This lingerie is freaking dangerous.”
“It’s my best friend’s idea.” She laughs when she notices my reaction.
“Remind me to send her a text, or better yet, flowers to thank her.”
She laughs again. “I’m sure you say this to all the girls you undress.”
“Are you kidding me? Every part of you is dangerously gorgeous. This sexy lingerie is like a bow wrapping the perfect little gift.” The sight is so bewitching, I pull my lower lip inside my mouth and bite down hard. It’s the only way to contain my need to come. Fuck. Here I thought her tits would fit nicely in my hands. I was wrong. Her tits will overflow. The thought drives me fucking crazy. She’s still staring at me with those helpless eyes and her lips are parted almost as if they’re begging for mine. I need to taste her again.
Tightening my grip on her waist, I kiss her. She doesn’t resist. Her lips soften and open to allow me to plunge my tongue inside. I take her mouth thoroughly, as if this can make up for the fact that I want all of her tonight. Her quivering response to my heated lust makes my blood boil like a volcano and my impossibly hard cock strains against my boxer briefs, which feel like they’re two sizes too tight right now. Goddammit.
