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My mouth drops open and I look up at him. “Take off your pants.Now.”

I’m staring down at Raegan who’s kneeling between my legs, her hand still inside of my pants dragging her thumb over my piercings with the most curiously sexy expression. I stand up, effectively removing her hand from my pants, zipping them back up, and pulling her to her feet. “No.”

“No?”

“No,” I repeat. “I need to get well acquainted with your pussy first and I won’t be able to once you see it and want to spend the rest of the night figuring out how it works.”

“How it…works?” She raises an eyebrow.

“Yes. How it feels in your hands, your mouth, your pussy. How good it feels to rub the metal ball against your clit. Trust me, there’s a lot you’re going to want to try.” I pull her hard against me, reaching around to pluck the string nestled between her ass cheeks, “and I want to taste your pussy first.”

She gasps just as I lift her into my arms and her legs immediately wrap around my back as I walk through the living room and up my staircase. Her lips go to my neck and the space behind my ear where she lets out a moan every few seconds that’s making me harder with each step.

“Wes,” she moans in my ear. It’s breathy and sexy and reminds me that I haven’t really kissed her yet, and I don’t want to take another step without doing so. We are halfway up my stairs on the first landing when I push her against the wall and seal my mouth over hers. I’m very aware that her pussy covered by only a thin layer of lace, is pressed directly against my bare torso and as she rubs against me, I feel her wet heat against me.

I feed her my tongue, stroking hers gently at first and then harder as hers tangles with mine and it’s better than any fantasy I’ve ever had of her and I like this. I’ve pictured kissing her hundreds of times. Every time she moans and whimpers under my tongue but nothing could prepare me for the rubbing of her wet cunt against my torso while she does it. “Wes, take me to your bedroom,please,” she begs. “I need you.”

I’ve had this vision too; her begging for my dick and for me to fuck her across my desk just moments after I’ve had my mouth on her cunt.

I pull away from that sinful mouth and press my lips to the skin just above where her pulse flickers in her neck. “You do, huh?” I keep moving up the stairs and she manages to push my shirt off of me, letting it fall to the floor as I continue ascending the stairs. Her eyes immediately go to the sleeve of ink on my arm and her teeth sink into her bottom lip just as I carry her into my bedroom. I’m used to some sort of reaction to my tattoos, but Raegan’s eyes light up with a mix of lust and curiosity and it makes me even harder that she’s intrigued. I turn on the lights, choosing the dimmest setting to allow just enough light for us to ogle each other as I set her on the edge of my bed.

Her eyes are still on me and I’m staring at her shirt like it’s offensive. “Take off your shirt.”

“Take off your pants,” she responds immediately and when I don’t make a move, she huffs at me before pulling her shirt over her head. I don’t even have to tell her about her bra which is sexy as fuck for the record—black and lace and see through—before she unclasps it and hands it to me in the same polite way she hands me my coffee in the mornings.

I drop to my knees, wanting to be eye level—well mouth level really—with Raegan’s breasts and more importantly her rosy pink nipples that are begging to be sucked. “You have the prettiest tits,” I tell her without pulling my eyes from them.

“Thank you,” she whispers and then a moan leaves her lips the second I put my hand on her breast and strum my thumb over her nipple. I grab the other, palming them both and stroking her nipples as they turn to stiff peaks in my hands. Her head is thrown back, her legs spread allowing me to settle between them, and I don’t miss the subtle moving of her hips upwards towards me as I fondle her tits. I wrap an arm around her back and then I press my lips to her chest, licking a path up between the valley of her breasts.

“Wes,” she cries out when my lips find her nipple, my tongue circling it before I bite down gently. She gasps, “oh my God!” She looks down at me, just as I look up and note the flush in her cheeks. “Do that again,” she whispers.

“You like when I bite these pretty little nipples?” My dick throbs thinking about leaving teeth marks on them. Hickeys she’ll see in the morning reminding her of tonight and whose mouth was on them.

She nods. “I—I didn’t know I liked that.”

I move to her other breast, giving it the same attention, licking and nipping at the skin before sucking her nipple into my mouth and biting down. “No one has ever played with your tits like this?” My hand is on the other one and I roll the nipple between my thumb and index finger in time with what I’m doing to the one in my mouth.

“N—no,” she stammers. “Wes,pleaseI want more.”

I groan against her skin. “You smell so good.” I drag my mouth away from her tits and down her stomach to the space just above her mound. “I can smell how much you want me.”

“Yes.” I take my time sliding her thigh-highs off and letting them drop to the floor. “Wes, oh my God, please fuck me.”

“Oh, we are a long way from that, Raegan.” I chuckle, wondering how in the hell she got the idea that I’d be sticking my dick inside of her pussy before my tongue got a taste.

“But…”

“You want to see my dick?” I stand up in front of her and watch as her eyes dart to my groin. She reaches out for me and I take a step back out of her reach. “I want something first.”

“Okay, whatever it is, done.”

“I hope this isn’t how you negotiate.” I chuckle and she glares at me.

“Stop being a tease! You said you wanted me and you’re toying with me.” She stands up, reaching for me again, and again I back up.

“You didn’t even hear my terms.” I tut at her and look at her from over my glasses, then I watch as she sits back down and presses her legs together. “Before you can see my dick, Raegan Graham, you need to come. In my mouth.Twice.” I unzip my slacks and force them down leaving me in gray briefs that I’m actually rather grateful I’d chosen to wear versus black ones. The material does nothing to hide my size or the hardness or the wetness from my cock leaking from the tip in response to everything that’s happened between us tonight. There’s a wet spot and I watch her lick her lips lasciviously before raising an eyebrow like she thinks she could break me before adhering to my terms.

“You’re hard.”

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