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My motherfucking Spanx!

Twenty-Eight

What the hell is she wearing, and how do I get it off so I can taste her pussy like I’ve been dying to do since the moment she walked out in this sexy fucking dress?

Her gaze widens and her cheeks turn a dark pink with pure mortification. She covers her face with her hands.

“Ohmigod, ohmigod, ohmigod,” she murmurs to herself, shaking her head. “Um, I need to go to the bathroom and then we can…um, continue.”

I grab her arm, stopping her from pulling away from me. “Nah, no more hiding from me, Laney.”

She’s too focused on her embarrassment—although she has nothing to be embarrassed about; it could be a chastity belt and it wouldn’t make me love her any less—to notice me pulling down the zipper of her dress.

With a small smile, I continue pulling down her zipper until her dress loosens and she pulls her hands from her face. There’s a little shock, but mostly resignation as she lets her hands fall and the dress falls too, skimming down her perfect body and unveiling a tan undergarment that starts just underneath her bra and covers her body until halfway down her thighs.

She plants her hands on her hips. “They’re Spanx, okay?”

I look at the garment again and then back to her beautiful deep-blue eyes. “And what’s their purpose?”

“They hold everything in.”

“What?”

She huffs—fuck, she’s sexy when she’s irritated with me—and starts pulling it off. She has to do a little shimmy when she gets to the top of her hips, which makes my dick harder than granite as I watch her lush, full tits jiggle. Then she pushes it off until it gets to her ankles and she steps out of it one foot at a time. When she stands tall again, she plants her hands back on her hips like she’s expecting me to make some kind of comment, but my mouth goes dry as my gaze scans up her mostly naked body.

We’ve been friends for years, but I’ve never seen so much of her creamy skin before. Even when we’d go swimming, she’d wear one-piece suits. Although looking at her now, I have no fucking clue why. She’s a goddamn goddess, her curves the perfect handful that make me eager to bury myself inside her and grip those full hips in my hands as I plunge deep.

“Dom?” It’s the little note of insecurity that pulls my head out of the gutter to focus on her face. She’s nibbling her lip, her eyes filled with worry, which I can’t stand.

I step forward, wrapping my hands around her waist, and pull her tight against me as I kiss her, sweetly at first, then deeper, wanting to taste her and memorize the feel of her perfect body in my arms. She moans into my mouth, and I nearly blow my load right then.

I slide one hand up and unhook her bra, then pull back enough to pull it down her arms and throw it to the side. As I stare at her, our gazes locked, our chests heaving from how badly we want each other, I slide my hands down her waist until I hit the edge of her underwear and slide them down her hips. I follow it down, getting on my knees, still staring up at her as her panties slip down to her ankles. I lift one foot delicately in my hand and then the other until I pick her underwear up and bring the delicate piece of lace up to my nose, inhaling deep and groaning in ecstasy.

I slip them into my pants pocket. “You’re fucking perfect, Sunshine. You always have been, and I’m so fucking thankful I didn’t miss this because this…” I drop my gaze to her perfectly trimmed pussy. “This is goddamn heaven.”

Then I lean forward and swipe my tongue up her glistening slit. She chokes out a moan and grips my head tightly with her fingers.

“Oh God, Dom.”

“Yeah,” I growl. “Say my name while I taste this sweet pussy.” I flick my tongue against her plump clit and suck hard, loving the feeling of her shuddering above me. Her legs quiver beside my head as I continue my ministrations until her whole body is shaking and she’s crying out as she comes all over my face. Fuck, I love eating her pussy. I lick her clean, enjoying the small aftershocks that make her suck in a sharp breath, and then kiss my way back up her body, paying special attention to her stomach. I never want her to worry that she’s not perfect in my eyes because she is. She’s more than I ever imagined or knew I needed.

When I get to her lips, she claws at the buttons on my shirt. “You’re wearing too many clothes.”

“We can fix that.”

I work on my pants while she continues undoing the buttons on my shirt until I’m standing naked and hard in front of her. I grip my cock and pump it twice, aching for her more than I’ve ever ached for anyone.

It suddenly feels like everyone else was a complete waste of time when she was here all along. Not for the first time, I’m mad at myself for how blind I’ve been. How much I’ve hurt her over the past few years when she’s had to see me with other women when I should’ve been with her the whole time.

I hate that it took me so long to catch up, but now that I know she’s it for me, there will never be anyone else.

That, I can promise.

She moves forward, sliding her hand over mine where it’s wrapped around my dick. I move my hands to her body, cupping a breast in one while the other wraps around her hip. My eyes close in bliss as I suck in a ragged breath while she grips my thick cock in her hand.

“Fuck,” I growl.

“Time to return the favor,” she says as she drops to her knees, but the second her pink tongue flicks out against the head of my cock, I know I can’t let her do this. I pull her up into my arms and carry her down the hall to her room. She stares at me with an adorable furrow to her brow.

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