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Maybe I’m punishing her for texting Nathan during dinner. Maybe I’m punishing myself for loving her so damn much it makes me insane. Loving her so much that I’m willing to be in this complicated situation where I can’t just marry her and make her mine.
“Shhh. I am, baby, I am.”
I massage her flesh, up and down, skirting her clit over and over, until Dani is breathing hard and rocking her hips forward, trying to entice me into further action. I watch in fascinated satisfaction as a trickle of moisture floods from her pussy and down onto my finger as I stroke up and down, never sinking inside her, never making contact with that tight bud she so desperately wants me to touch.
“Oh, my God,” she says. “Please.”
I blow again, before flicking my tongue ever so briefly over her swollen bud. Dani jerks, colliding hard with the wall. I want to taste her as badly as she wants me too, but I love that we have all the time in the world right now, that I can play with her.
“Is this what you want?” I plunge my tongue deep inside her, immediately coated with her arousal, before I pull back and stroke hard from the bottom of her slit, right to the top, sucking on her clit. I push my thumb inside her tight channel.
Dani shudders and to my honest surprise, she breaks apart, crying out in agonized pleasure. I probably owe Nathan a thank you for priming her for me with his dirty texts. I smile against her pussy, maintaining the pressure on her clit, thumb stroking in and out so that she can ride out the wave. I’ll never get tired of having her soak me in her pleasure. When she quiets down, the trembling in her thighs easing, I ease my thumb out of her and flick my tongue over it.
“I fucking love the way you taste,” I tell her. “Come here.”
I stand up, and with one swift motion, I undo the tie on the back of her dress so that the front falls over onto her chest and upper abdomen. After removing my tie, I scoop her up under her ass and lift her into my arms.
Her cheeks are flushed. She’s breathing heavily and her eyes are shiny as she entwines her arms around my neck for support. “Please tell me you’re taking me to bed.”
“I am definitely taking you to bed.”
But I’m not done playing. Not even close.
Setting her down at the edge of the bed, I toe off my shoes and pick up the remote control to open the blinds. The Bellagio fountains are across Las Vegas Boulevard, the rest of the Strip sprawling out on either side in an explosion of flashing lights. They dance over the room, illuminating Dani as she puts one hand on the bed and bends over to use the other to take off her heels.
“Don’t. The heels stay on.”
Her mouth opens in surprise but she nods. “Whatever you say.”
“That’s right. It’s whatever I say.” I unbutton my shirt and yank it off impatiently. “Turn around. I want this dress off now.”
She does silently, obediently, sweeping her hair to the side to give me access to the zipper. I take it down in one smooth motion and push her dress over her hips so that it falls to the floor.
Still behind her, I step in closer, wrapping my arms around her, so that I can cup her pussy with one hand and tease at her nipple with the other. She wasn’t wearing a bra with the dress, and the panties are a mere suggestion, a concession to being in public, so she’s mostly naked now, except for the silver strappy heels.
My dick is resting right against her ass, but I’m still wearing my pants. I trust my control, but I’m not ready to get undressed fully yet. Running my lips over her hair, I slip a finger inside her, giving a few teasing strokes as I roll her nipple into a hard peak.
Then I step back.
She gives a cry of disappointment.
“On the bed,” I tell her. “On all fours.”
Dani doesn’t hesitate. She tosses her hair back over her shoulder, all flushed skin and fuck-me eyes before climbing onto the big bed, knees immediately sinking into the plush bedspread.
I remove my belt and unbuckle my pants, but I still don’t remove them before shifting in behind her. My hand is large as I skim it over the pale curve of her ass, reminding me how delicate she is compared to me, how feminine. Dani is watching me over her shoulder, teeth sinking into her pink lower lip. So many pink spots on Dani’s body, and I want to taste them all.
Lowering my head, I tease apart her cheeks and flick my tongue over the sensitive flesh there. Dani shivers.
“Michael, oh…what…”
I’ve had fingers in her ass, and my dick, but I’ve never tongued her here. Not for lack of want, but for lack of opportunity. There’s always too much going on with the four of us to take the time to pleasure her in this particular way. But now, I ease my tongue inside the opening, and Dani gives a shaky moan.
“Are you…”
She can’t seem to finish her sentence, so I’ll take that as a good sign. Gripping her on either side, I bury my tongue in her hole, stroking in and out, finding a rhythm that has her legs trembling, her cries rolling into one another. My need for her ramps up, my dick throbbing painfully in my dress pants, but I’m not ready to plunge it inside her. I want Dani wrecked, sobbing, shattered. And it’s all on me tonight. I usually have two other men helping me devastate her, but now every single gasp, moan, cry, every bit of her pleasure is all my responsibility.
And I fucking love that.
