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He groaned, then pushed me against the wall, pulled my lips with his teeth. I grabbed his hand harder and led him quickly down to my door. I felt as he swept my hair to the side, kissing my neck as I dug in my bag for the key.
“I’m gonna kick this fucking thing in if you don’t hurry.” He dug his hard-on into my backside.
I groaned, my excitement building between my legs, my anticipation making me quiver. “Ah! Finally.” I swiped the key, opened the door, and dragged him with me.
Siena
He had my hands claspedin each of his, holding me as his willing prisoner against the closed door. His mouth was hard, desperate for my taste. I kissed him back with equal fervor, felt him shift and pull back the slightest bit. His mouth softened, and the kiss grew seductive, his tongue moving into my mouth sensually, softly. He loosened his grip, testing me. For a moment, I looked into his eyes and saw his vulnerability. Would I pull away, out of his reach? Did I really want him?
My answer was obvious as he dropped my wrists and my hands moved into his hair again. I yanked slightly, just enough to pull his face away from mine. I looked into his eyes and dove again. My mouth claimed his, and I took over once more. I slipped my tongue into his mouth, tasting him, the spicy tang of wine on his tongue.
His hands came to my breasts, and I moaned into his mouth. More, I wanted more. His hands drifted down my sides until he found the hem of my dress. He lifted it slowly, feeling his way up my thighs, my waist, lingering over my skin with a light touch, a tease. He pulled the fabric up and over my head, breaking our kiss. It fell to the floor with a whoosh, and he stepped back and stood looking down at me.
“Fuck. You are beautiful.”
I reached for him, unbuttoning his shirt. His eyes locked onto mine as I undid the buttons one by one and slid his shirt open and off his shoulders. He made to remove his shirt all the way but found his hands imprisoned by the buttons at his wrists. He laughed huskily, “Looks like I’m trapped.”
“Maybe I want you trapped.”
“Help me with these, would you?” He offered his wrist. I pulled it to my mouth, my tongue flicking over his pulse as I undid the button. He pulled his hand through, grabbed me, bringing me back to him.
“You want me to get the other one?” I asked, both of us breathing heavily.
“Fuck it. I only need one free hand to do what I want.” He claimed my mouth again.
I laughed against his lips, finding his other hand, then freeing the button and pushing it off his perfect body. He wrapped his arms around me, enveloping me in his embrace.
I could feel the heat of his breath against me. I heard him inhale, taking in my scent. He looked at me with longing. “I’ve been waiting to have you all day. Fuck, more like forever, it seems.”
He kissed me again until I was breathless. Clad in only my bra and panties, he trailed kisses down my décolletage. He nipped at the fabric as he reached around and undid the clasp. I shrugged out of it, his lips claiming one nipple, his fingers the other, tugging it. He moved to the other one, kissing and biting the tender flesh before circling my nipple and covering it with his lips. I felt his teeth bite down, causing me to moan with exquisite pleasure and pain. He continued his torturous assault down my body as I quivered under his touch, his decadent mouth.
He kneeled before me, a mirror image of last night. God, this man made me heady with desire. I lusted for him. Craved him.
He smiled up at me, reverently. “You smell divine,” he said as he kissed my hip.
He rubbed me with his nose and brought his mouth to my inner thigh, brushing my skin with kisses. He nibbled the delicate flesh of the inside of my leg, right next to my panty line, and ran his tongue up and over to my hip where he nipped again. My legs were shaking, and I felt they would buckle beneath me at any second. He ran his hands up my legs, squeezing my ass, holding me firm. I felt his fingers slip under the hem of my underwear as his mouth pressed against my heat. He pulled his head back fractionally and looked up into my eyes again. I gripped his shoulders, steadying myself. All I could do was watch him watching me. His eyes burned with lust as he slowly slipped the last of my clothing from my body. It seemed to take forever, him peeling this minuscule fraction of material down my legs.
I stepped from them, my hands on his shoulders for support, his eyes still locked onto mine. I felt his touch at my ankle, felt him slowly caress his way up my calf and squeeze. Up the back of my knee where he grazed my skin with his nails, tickling me, causing me to shiver as goose bumps prickled my skin. He chuckled to himself and kissed the inside of my knee. “Steady,” was all he said before he lifted my leg over his shoulder and dove in.
I gripped his head, my hands tugging his hair, moaning loudly at the onslaught of his tongue against my bare flesh. Tasting me. Licking, nibbling, sucking. His hands grasped my ass, pulling my cheeks apart, bringing me closer to his mouth. He kneaded my cheeks as he worked his tongue over me.
He growled into me, moaning while he lapped me up.
“I need you. I. Need. You,” I moaned while he sucked.
He broke away and looked up at me. “Fuck. I need you too.” He pulled his lower lip into his mouth, sucking my taste from it. My chest was heaving up and down. He stood up, kissed me, and held me as he moved me back toward the bed. I felt the back of my legs hit the mattress. He held my face in his hands, kissing me. I scooted up the bed to the pillows. He followed. I wrapped my arms around him and fell back down upon them, pulling him with me.
I moved my hands to his shoulders, over his arms, feeling his muscles tense from supporting himself. My fingers slid across his back, down his torso, and in between us, where I started unbuttoning his pants. I moved my hand lower, pressed it flat against him, and palmed him through the soft fabric. His cock was rock hard, and he leaned further into my touch, moaning into my mouth.
He lifted his ass to give me better access. I got the message he was sending.Pants off. Now.I shoved them down his hips and used my feet to push them the rest of the way. He reached behind himself and pulled free of them, now completely naked. This motherfucker went commando tonight. Nothing turned me on more.
I stroked him a few times, his cock thick and heavy in my hand. It was smooth and slid easily in my hold. I twisted and pulled him through my grip, his tip slippery with just a drop of silky liquid. I moved my thumb over it, spreading it in a circle, massaging and squeezing a little to pump him. I could feel him watching me as I watched my hand work him. I looked up, and a faint smile crossed his face right before he brought his mouth to mine.
His hand slid between us, down to my pussy. I was already so wet from the combination of my own juices and his mouth. He began by rubbing my clit, running circles over it again and again. I groaned loudly into his ear, moaning his name, and biting his earlobe.
“Fuck, yes,” he growled. “Keep doing that.” I moved down his neck, nibbling along the way and then back up again, this time a little harder. I pulled his earlobe into my mouth, sucking it hard and biting it. “Argh,” he moaned, shoving two fingers into my tight hole.
“Michael,” I panted. I moved against his hand, feeling his fingers move in and out of me. He stayed deep in me while he pulsated and rocked his fingers back and forth, rubbing them against me, deep inside, pushing and gliding. He pulled back, teasing, testing me, then continued as I ground against his hand, feeling the friction and the heat he was creating. I could feel the warmth spreading deep within me, all the way down to my stomach. My pussy was clenching. I was moving against his hand with frantic speed. “Yes!” I urged into his neck. “I’m gonna come.”
