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He presses a button on the control panel, which changes the lighting to a gentle glow. The fireplace lights up, adding another touch of sensual atmosphere. My eyes are fixed on Joar, who scans my body hungrily from head to toe and back up again. Power oozes from every pore as he makes short work of the distance between us.
As Joar nears, the sexual tension in the air has my pussy clenching. Holding his hand out to me, he smiles. “Dance with me, sweetness.”
When I place my hand in his, he twirls me to him and wraps me in his muscular arms. Moves his hips to the beat, keeping me tight against his body. We dance slowly. Sensually. Our hands run up and down each other’s backs as we press even closer together.
When Joar tenderly cups my face between his palms and swipes his tongue through my lips as we move, I can’t help it, I’m moaning, lost in our kisses. I want him desperately.
“Did you have fun tonight?” Joar trails his tongue down the length of my neck and he gently suckles behind my ear as he rocks his hips into mine. He doesn’t wait for my answer, instead kisses me deeply, more passionately. My sexy, beautiful man presses his erection into my belly. His kisses grow even more demanding and urgent, driving me wild.
“Yes, but this is so much more fun,“ I gasp.
Joar’s violet eyes penetrate mine as his hands move up my legs. Lifts my dress to my waist. He drags a finger along my garter strap. “You’re so fucking hot. Are you dripping for me yet?”
“Gushing,” I whisper.
“Fuuuuuucck, Clover.“ Joar’s lips fasten to my neck. He lifts my leg. Hooks it around his hip. Skates his palm from my knee to my ass, grabbing a handful and yanking me against him. Thrusts against my core. “I want to feel. Taste.” He lets my leg down then twirls me so my back is to his front. He presses his enormous erection against my butt and pumps his hips.
“I’m gonna come,” I cry. My thighs are shaking. He’s the master of my body. Just the thought of us fucking can get me all the way there.
Joar pulls the sleeves of my dress—which has a built-in bra—down my arms, exposing my breasts. His cups them. Thumbs my nipples into hard peaks. Trails his hands down my waist and upper thighs to the hem. This time, he lifts my dress up and over my head, leaving me naked except for my thong, garter belt and stockings. “Sweetnesssss.“ His voice is hoarse with desire.
We rock side to side in a half circle. He nuzzles my ear. “Look. Do you see how hot we are together?”
Our erotic dance is visible in the mirrored wall, I realize. “So hot.“ I sway with him, watching through hooded eyes.
Joar raises my arms and places them around his neck behind me. My lace thong is soaked. My nipples are hard as bullets. His hands roam all over my body. “I need to be inside you.” His fingertips dip into my panties. “You’re dripping, baby, Can you feel how hard you’ve made me?”
“Yes. God, yes. JJ, I want you to lick my pussy.” I’m shaking with need for him.
“Do you know how much I fucking love you?” He turns me again and kisses me so deeply, tears fill my eyes. I’m overcome with emotion from the depths of my soul. I grab his face with both hands and give him everything I have. I need him to feel how much I love him. How much I desperately need him.
He sweetly wipes my tears with his thumbs. His eyes brim with understanding. “I know, baby. I know.”
I reach up to undress him, first removing his jacket, which I throw on the couch. Next, I unbutton his shirt, tipping my lips up for kisses as I work. His breathing grows erratic, a sure sign he’s starting to lose control. His shaft burrows into the juncture between my legs, seeking its home.
“All of this has to go.” I’m frantic, done with the seduction. It’s time to get on to the main event. I rip off his shirt, rewarded with the view of his muscled abs. Strong, defined arms.
Powerful.
Delectable.
He helps me undo his pants. Kicks off his shoes. Removes his socks while I pull his pants and briefs down at once. The thick veins of Joar’s cock pulse when I grip him at the root. “God, baby, I’m so close,” he groans.
I am too. I need him inside me.
Now.
Instead, he turns me around and bends me over the arm of the couch. I hold myself up on my elbows as he kisses my lower back and nudges my legs apart.
“JJ?“ I question.
“You said you wanted me to lick your pussy.” His voice is ragged. Through the mirror, I watch him drop to his knees behind me and peel my thong down my legs. I rock forward when he licks all the way down my slit. Cry with exquisite pleasure when he pushes two fingers into me. Holy crap, he twists his hand back and forth, which detonates an orgasm so blinding and all encompassing, I’m screaming and out of control.
My legs shake and tremble because he doesn’t let up. Joar continues to leisurely fuck me with his fingers and laps at my pussy. Each stroke stronger than the last. His mouth is everywhere. Licking my clit. Sucking and kissing my lower back. Biting my ass. Back to my clit. I’m writhing. Keening. Chanting, “JJ“ like a wild woman.
“Come again, baby.” He twists his fingers one last time, hitting that deep spot inside me. I’m completely overcome when the next orgasm rips through my body, causing me to slump forward, breathless and moaning. Joar pets and strokes my lower back, spreading my release everywhere.
Eventually, I manage to turn to my side. Joar’s eyes are dilated, still fixated on my dripping pussy—his handiwork. His dick is harder than I’ve ever seen it. “I need you to fuck me now, JJ.”
