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After we eat, Lyndsey shows me the club’s website on her laptop and gushes about her new office space.
“Can I get you a succulent for your office?” I ask.
“Sure. I’d also like a framed photo of Violet and a tasteful nude Polaroid of you,” she jokes.
“I can get you the Violet photo, but my Polaroid stopped working in 1995. Our tour bus ran it over.”
Lyndsey shoves my shoulder, “I’m just kidding. Although, shit! I have to show you something. It’s in the library.” Lyndsey grabs my hand and pulls me to my feet.
She enters the library as if she’s been going there for years. But now, it’s my turn to look shocked. There’s a fire going in the fireplace, the mantle of which has been decorated with all of the creepy vintage elves that once resided in the attic.
“When did you do all of this?” I ask.
“When I told you I had to answer emails,” Lyndsey explains. My foot brushes something soft. I realize we’re standing on a Bearskin rug.
“Where the fuck did you find this?” I ask.
“In the attic with the rest of the decorations. Don’t worry. I had it cleaned.” Lyndsey says. She captures my lips and loops her arms around my neck, “I was thinking we could have a little fun,” she whispers, her breath hot against my cheek.
“I like the way you think,” I reply.
Lyndsey steps back and pulls me onto the ground with her. I carefully unbutton the first button of her blouse, and her breasts spill out. She’s wearing a red lacy bra that’s tantalizing.
“Are you trying to drive me insane?” I tease, grabbing her nipple between my teeth through the lace.
Lyndsey’s breath hitches as I kiss her chest, ripping open her blouse. The buttons bounce onto the floor, and Lyndsey laughs, hitching her hips up to peel off her jeans.
“You’re buying me a new one,” she teases before capturing my lips.
I toss her blouse off and reach behind to unhook her bra, which I’m a bit more careful with. She reaches down and unzips my fly, toying with my hard-on.
“Vince,” she pants.
I get harder when she says my name.
“Yes?” I ask, kissing her neck.
“I want you,” she says, wrapping her legs around my waist. I want to tease her first. I scoot down, razing my teeth against her inner thighs as she kicks off her underwear.
“I want to taste you,” I say, letting her rest her heels on my shoulder. I glance at the hair tufting her glistening entrance, which I open with my tongue. I take a bold lick, then another. Lyndsey’s hips buck.
“Fuck!” She exclaims.
I take that as a good sign and lick and suck a bit harder, tracing the curve of her clit with my tongue. Her clit was swollen with desire. I take the bud in my mouth and suck, relishing in her heat. I feel Lyndsey’s muscles tighten as her thighs clench around me.
I’m in love.
Fuck it. I lick harder, bringing Lyndsey to the height of ecstasy. She whimpers and moans before coming with a gush. It’s amazing.
My mouth is still glistening with her when she grabs my hair and kisses me, reaching down with one hand to guide my cock inside her. She takes me with a grunt, and I don’t know how long I’ll be able to last. Lyndsey’s hips buck and I match her rhythm, grinding down into her as I come with a grunt. Finally, we collapse against each other. The fur of the rug tickles our backs, and I start to laugh.
“What?” Lyndsey asks, snuggling against my chest.
“You think I would’ve found this fucking rug,” I say.
“Well, it’s not like you’re ever in the attic.”
“But it’s a bit cliche, right?”
