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His jaw hardened as I spoke. When I finished, he just stared at me. “You’re too fucking good for me. I knew it then; I know it better now.”
He led me to the car and headed straight to his place. The tension between us ratcheted up with every mile.
Inside, he pushed me none too gently up the stairs to his bedroom where he immediately spun me around to face him.
With his forehead pressed to mine, he made short work of my blouse and the zipper of my skirt, shimmying it down over my hips.
He groaned at the sight of my midnight lace bra and panties.
“You like it, Lucky? I bought them for you,” I murmured, ready to unleash a little more of me.
With one calloused finger, he traced the edge of my bra, following the swell of my breast. “I like it,” he answered huskily.
“Would you like it better off?” I pushed. “Would you like to lick my pretty nipples, darling?”
Narrowed eyes darted to mine before returning to my chest.
I trailed my own fingers after his, then cupped my breasts in my hands and offered them to him.
He bit down over the lace of my bra, the sting of his teeth a wondrous precursor to the warm wet sweep of his tongue. With both hands, he pulled the straps down my arms until my breasts bounced free of the cups.
“You would bind me with my bra?” I trailed my fingers down my abdomen, noting with supreme feminine satisfaction his flushed face, how he stilled while his eyes followed my hand, unblinking.
I dipped my fingers down the front of my tiny panties.
Heard him swallow.
His minty breath fanned out over my face as I dipped lower and swept my fingers through my slit. I lifted them within an inch of his mouth, then snatched them away as soon as he opened, and painted my nipples instead.
His hands grasped my ribs, his fingers digging in as he bent me backwards to latch onto my breast. With teeth and tongue and lips he tasted me.
Quickly hazing over, and wanting to push him further, I whispered, “Do you want to fuck me with your fingers, darling?”
He dropped to his knees, tore my panties down to my thighs, and pressed his face at their juncture.
I grasped onto his shoulders, my mouth falling open at the first sweep of his tongue.
With his thumbs, he spread my lips, exposing the little bundle of nerves that cried out for attention.
“Spread your legs,” he ordered, his tone hard.
I opened my thighs as far as I could with my panties still half on.
He curled a finger inside me, then two, the sound of my arousal loud in the quiet of the room.
“It’s obscene,” I whispered. “How wet I am for you…”
Bounding to his feet, he pulled the straps of my bra down. “Take your arms out,” he demanded.
The harshness of his voice sent a shiver down my spine.
Spinning me to face the bed, he pushed me forward until both my hands and knees met the mattress.
Over his rasping breath, I heard his belt hit the floor followed by the sound of his zipper.
“So dirty, isn’t it, darling? Me naked and you fully dressed…”
“Minty,” he warned. He knelt on the bed behind me. The cool fabric of his pants slid along my thighs.
