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A muscle works at his jawline. His features are rock hard. I don’t know what he’s thinking, but when I glance at his crotch, the massive tent there gives me an idea. I’ve felt his cock inside me, but honest to god, the watermelon he’s sporting makes me take a step back.
He slowly raises his gaze to my face. "You shouldn’t have done that."
"I’m just getting started." I reach behind me, unhook my bra, then I toss it at him. He swoops up his arm and catches it. The cool air sweeps over my naked breasts. That’s the only reason I’m sporting goosebumps on my chest. It has nothing to do with how his gaze is fixed on my tits. Or how my nipples are diamond hard, or how my panties are so damp, I could probably wring moisture from them, or how those sparks, which are never far from the surface when he’s around, have flared to full-blown flames.
"Belle," his voice is thick. The skin over his knuckles is stretched white. He seems to be holding onto his control by a thread, and fish-in-a-kettle, it’s the most erotic thing I’ve ever seen. That this gorgeous, handsome, emotionally-wounded man who’s practiced self-control most of his adult life is so close to going into a tailspin, thanks to my striptease, surges a rush of power through my veins. I slide my fingers into the waistband of my panties. His chest rises and falls. I begin to slide them down, not taking my gaze off of him. I’m rewarded by his shoulders swelling, pushing at the fabric of the jacket he’s wearing, so I’m sure it’s going to pop at the seams. I relish the movement of his throat as he swallows. The way his chest rises and falls, how he stares at my core, waiting for it to be revealed, as I slowly slide my panties down my hips, my thighs, my legs. I step out of them, and his entire body goes still. That’s when I straighten and toss them at his face.
40
Edward
Without taking my gaze off her damp, pink pussy, I catch her panties, and bring them to my nose. A deep whiff, and that apple blossom scent of hers, laced with something tart, sinks into my blood. My already thickened cock strains against my pants. One last whiff, ignoring the pulsing sensation that grips my balls, I slip her panties into one pocket, then wind her bra around my fingers. Her gaze widens. I raise my fingers and twirl it. She hesitates, then slowly turns in place. When her magnificent butt is facing me, I touch her shoulder. Goosebumps snake down her back.
I sink to my knees, dragging my stubbled chin across the curve of her butt. A whine spills from her lips, and a slash of fire sears my groin.Fuck!I rise to my feet and walk over to perch on edge of the desk. "Turn around."
She trembles, then complies.
"Crawl to me."
She gapes. "What?"
"Don’t make me repeat myself," I warn.
She swallows, then tips up her chin, and in a graceful move, lowers herself to her hands and knees. Then, holding my gaze, she crawls forward. With each move, her gorgeous breasts swing, her butt twitches, and her thighs quiver. The color on her features deepens and extends down her chest. I widen my legs, and when she reaches the space between them, she pauses. Her face is level with my crotch.Perfect.
"Sit back on your heels."
She does. I’m instantly entranced by the golden triangle between her legs. I ease my foot between her knees. She shudders but obeys and slides them apart. A-n-d there it is, between those pink pussy lips, that knob of Venus, that little sugar-plum, that devil’s doorbell, her clit.
"Fold your hands behind your back."
A mutinous look comes into her eyes. "If this is your way of punishing me—"
"It’s my way of taking what my wife is offering."
"Oh." She blinks.
"Now, do it." I lower my voice to a hush. She pales. The muscles of her arms twitch. Then she slowly locks her fingers behind her back.
"Good girl."
A groan boils up her throat.
"You like it when I praise you?"
She nods.
"You like it when I touch you?"
She nods again.
"You like it when I fuck you?"
She frowns. "You know, I do."
"Good, because from now on, you need to earn all three."
"Excuse me?"
