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I chuckle. “I don’t know why it’s so surprising. You have a fantastic butt.”
“Yeah, but I’ve watched you from afar for years. You’re like a movie star to me, Damon.”
I smile. “You say the nicest things.” Lifting a hand, I let the long curl that hangs over her shoulder slip through my fingers. “Would you let your hair down?”
Her eyebrows rise and she flushes, then says, “Sure.” She pushes up to a sitting position and lifts her hands to take out the pins holding it up. I watch the way the dress clings to her breasts, enjoying the way they move as she raises her arms.
“You like my boobs?” she asks, leaning over to put the pins on the bedside table.
“Very much.” I watch as her hair tumbles around her shoulders.
“It’s a bit fluffy,” she says, trying to smooth it down.
“Don’t worry about it. I intend to muss it up real bad.”
She gives an impish smile. “Naughty boy.” She begins to undo the buttons of my shirt. “You’re wearing too many clothes. I want to see you.” When she reaches the bottom, she pushes the sides open to reveal my torso. “Oh…” Her eyes widen. She places both hands on my chest, then strokes them apart, across my ribs, her fingers brushing my nipples. I shiver at her gentle touch.
“Let’s get the shirt off,” she directs.
I sit up and say, “Wait,” but she’s already tugging it over my shoulders and down my back.
“I’m wearing cufflinks.” I can’t get the sleeves over my hands. I go to undo them, but she leans all her weight on me, pushing me back onto the mattress. Now I’m pinned there, unable to move my arms because I’m lying on the shirt.
“Oh…” she whispers, “now I have you at my mercy.” She moves her hips, keeping her eyes on mine as obviously feels my growing erection. “You like that idea? Mmm.” She taps her finger on her chin, pretending to ponder, lifts her right hand, and shows me her empty palm. Then she does one of her little magical flourishes and produces a condom in her fingers.
I laugh. “Neat trick.”
“I think I’m going to ride you for a while,” she murmurs, looking down into my eyes, “and then I might go down on you and suck you dry.” Her eyes glitter in the low light. “What do you think?”
I absolutely adore this girl. “I think it’s time you let me lead.” I lift up and wrap one arm around her waist as I get to my feet, easily lifting her off the bed.
She squeals as she puts her feet to the floor and nearly falls over. “How did you do that?”
“Skill.” I pop the cufflinks through the holes in my cuffs, toss them onto the bedside table, then get rid of the shirt. I divest myself of my trousers and socks, then, clad in only my black boxer-briefs, I take her by the shoulders and turn her away from me. “You asked me if I wanted to see you naked. The answer is yes, ma belle.” I take the tab of the zipper in my fingers and, carefully so I don’t damage the fabric of her dress, slide it all the way down to reveal her bare back. She catches it at her breasts, holding it to her.
Groaning at the sight of all that bare flesh, I scoop her hair over one shoulder, then place a finger at her nape and draw it down her spine, and she shivers.
I move close behind her and bend my head so I can nuzzle her ear. “You’re so gorgeous,” I murmur, sliding my arms under hers and wrapping them around her waist. My chest presses against the bare skin of her back. She sighs and leans against me, turning her head to look up at me, and I kiss her, slowly, taking my time. Now I have her here, I don’t want to rush it.
Eventually, though, I can’t resist any longer, and I slide my hands up her ribs and cup her breasts through the silky fabric. I sigh against her lips. “You have the most amazing breasts,” I tell her. “They’re so soft and high.” I tease her nipples with my thumbs. “I’ve driven myself insane trying to imagine what color these are. Pink? Light brown? Darker? Will you let me see?”
She sucks her bottom lip, then gives a small nod and releases the bodice of her gown. It falls to the floor, leaving her standing there wearing only the tiniest pair of lace cream panties.
I cup her breasts, weighing them in my palms. Her nipples are a dusky pink, the tip a shade darker. Aaahhh… I want to touch them, suck them, and find out what pressure she likes, but I’m determined to take this slowly. I have a feeling her ex was rough with her, and I think she’ll respond well to a gentler hand.
“You’re so incredibly beautiful,” I murmur, tracing my forefingers around the areolas before lightly teasing the tips. She moans, tips back her head, and arches her spine, pushing her breasts into my hands, so I increase the pressure a little, tugging lightly.
She sucks her bottom lip, holding her breath, then turns in my arms, throws hers around my neck, and crushes her lips to mine.
With a growl, I lift her, then climb onto the bed, lowering her onto her back, and lie on top of her. She wraps her legs around me, linking her ankles. I don’t want to squash her, and support myself on my elbows, but she seems to like my weight.
“You’re so big,” she whispers, stroking up my chest and over my shoulders.
“You say all the right things.”
“That, too.” She rocks her hips against mine as a joke, then closes her eyes for a moment as her mound presses against the root of my erection. “Mmm.”
“Je te trouve belle.” I kiss her.
