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I watched while she cycled through several more bras, each more arresting than the one before, and knew I was bound to leave bites on my knuckles and zipper marks on my cock today. Andy didn't even have to work at teasing me. I couldn't get enough of her, alternately stamping my approval on each piece with kisses and bites and flattening her against the wall while I devoured herlips.
I jerked my chin toward the items hanging from satin hangers as she unhooked one particularly heart-stopping bra. "Any favorites?" Iasked.
She smiled at the sexy scraps, and then back at me. "I have a few ideas but I'm curious which are your favorites. You seem to have some strong"—her gaze dropped between my legs—"opinions."
I shook my head as I watched her pull on a sheer black kimono-robe-thing. I almost swallowed my tongue. "None of them," I said, my voice like gravel. "The lace does nothing forme."
Andy waved at the plush room and the desire pulsing in the air around us, a smug smile on her lips. "Are you sure aboutthat?"
"Quite," Ianswered.
That earned me a sharp "Hm" and an arched eyebrow. She turned away from me while she held up two bras by the hangers, and I stole that moment to capture the kimono's fabric between my thumb and forefinger. It was soft and silky, not unlike her longhair.
"It's not the lace," I said. "It's theskin."
Andy turned, her gaze warm. It was hard to pay compliments to her as she didn't find most of them authentic, but every time I struck the right spot, it made the slight pinking of her cheeks all the morespecial.
"You're just saying that," she whispered, her hands on herhips.
I hooked my finger around the ribbon keeping the kimono shut and gave it a yank. She stumbled forward, and I steered her into my lap. "If you don't believe me, let me prove it." I held her with one hand splayed across her ass while I fought my belt and zipper. "You torture me," I said, edging her panties to theside.
I should've taken time to warm her up, get her ready. I knew what she needed but I didn't want to give today. But now, with my cock drowning in the heat at her entrance, I wanted to take. I wanted to punishher.
For teasingme.
For making mewait.
For making mewonder.
I slammed into her and pressed my fingers deep into her skin. A primal roar gathered in my chest, one that didn't feel altogether human. I kept my lips on her neck—there would be a mark there tomorrow—and hands on her hips, moving her as I wanted. If the only thing I could claim was her body, I was takingit.
Her fingers were in my hair, twisting and pulling with every brutal thrust. The chandelier was rattling, the walls shaking, the chair under my ass shaking. Heather was probably listening to every moan, but I didn't care if the entire city listened to me fucking myfiancée.
"Andy, Iwant—"
The words were there. Right fucking there. And like a weight carried long past the point of exhaustion, I was ready to set them down and never see themagain.
"Andy," I started, "Iwant—"
"Hush," she said, pressing her fingertips to my lips. My gaze traveled down at her fingers until landing on the platinum ring, the one with the diamond lazing toward her pinky finger. She'd called it ostentatious. She'd called it excessive. She'd called it an outdated tradition. But then, after her long list of reasons why it wasn't right and all of my rebuttals, she'd called it perfect. And all of that? It was perfect, forus.
Looking into her eyes, I hammered into her without mercy. I was being rough and she'd be sore later, but I'd kiss it better. With her parted legs in mind, I growled and dropped my head to hershoulder.
"I know what you want. Just take it," Andy whispered. "Takeme."
My brain heard those words andboom. My orgasm went from gathering at the base of my spine to barreling through my body like a runaway train. I shouted her name as I surged inside her, surrendering to some primitive need to fuck her like I meantit.
My cock pulsed for hours, or so it seemed. When I was capable of breathing, thinking, and opening my eyes at once, I peppered Andy's neck and shoulders with lightkisses.
Right now, with my hands on her skin and my cock half hard inside her, I regretted everything. Taking, punishing, thinking any of that would ease the tension insideme.
"You didn't," Isaid.
She shook her head. "No, but that doesn't mean it was bad," she said. "And I know you're good forit."
I ran my hands along her back, savoring her small shiver at my touch. "Tonight," I vowed. I wanted to touch her and taste her, and beg her for all the things I craved. "I'll make it up toyou."
"There are no checks and balances when it comes to orgasms. We both had a good time. That's all thatmatters."
