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“Good. Yes, that’s good. Because I was hoping you could help me to be that woman.”
I lift her hand to my lips and place a kiss on top of it. “I want to be the man to do that, Dana. I want to be the man to make you smile, not cry like you did last night … I thought it meant that you weren’t ready.”
Her smile broadens. “No. It meant that you blew my mind. You overwhelmed my senses. You took me to a place of pleasure that was unfamiliar and new. Jase, I’ve never felt like that before … and it was a bit much to cope with.” She swallows. “I’m sorry that I expressed my emotions with tears. But believe me, they were good tears not sad ones.”
My chest fills with pride; Dana wants me. “Thank you. And I’d consider it a privilege to be able to rock your world.”
“Promise?” Her smile is cheeky and playful this time. “You seem very sure of yourself.”
I’ve never had any complaints in the past, and with those women, I didn’t feel half the connection that I do with Dana. I know within every cell of my body that, together, we would be like a match lit to drought-dry kindling—combustible.
“Absolutely. I can have you screaming my name in minutes. Seconds, even.”
She scooches closer to me on the sofa. “Deal, but on one condition.”
“Anything,” I agree way too quickly.
“I want your cock inside me this time.”
My jaw drops. I’ve never heard Dana talk dirty, and it’s so fucking hot. My jeans just became uncomfortably tight.
I take her hand and place it over the bulge behind my zipper. If she can say the word, she can handle my reaction. “Look what you awakened.”
She runs her tongue over her bottom lip. “I think we might be done talking for the moment ... And in answer to your earlier question, I’d like to do it in my bed.”
Plans to not rush things now sound totally crazy. Who am I fooling? I want Dana more than any other woman I’ve known, and when she’s offering me everything, I’m not going to waste another moment. I jump up, then bend to scoop her up. She giggles. I stride the short distance to her bedroom and place her back on her feet beside the bed.
“Let’s lose some clothes.” She enthusiastically rips her sweater off over her head. We race to get naked, and I’m surprised with how comfortable she is undressing before me. Though I notice her movements slowing as she gets down to her bra and panties. Then stopping altogether when I drop my boxer shorts and my cock springs free.
She stares at my dick standing proud and pointing in her direction. “Wow! That’s what I’ve been missing,” she purrs, and I smile at her melodious words, eager to erase the distance between us.
I smooth the tip of my finger over the soft mounds of her breasts pushed up by the bralette cups. This is what I dreamed of doing last night in that dress but never had the chance. “Beautiful.”
Dipping my finger beneath the lace edges, I ask, “May I?” And when she murmurs her agreement, I reach around her to undo the clip at the back. The bra slips from her body, revealing a perfect set of round breasts with pointed dusky-pink nipples. Saliva gathers in my mouth, and I swallow deeply. When I reach out to cup them in my hands, my heart pounds to a new, unfamiliar beat. I feel their weight and fullness, then lean forward to pull one nipple between my lips. Delicious. Her skin flushes a pretty pink under my touch.
“Lie down, sweetheart.”
She follows my direction. She’s so fucking gorgeous spread before me. Her hair a golden halo around her face and fanning out across the white cotton sheets. Her eyes, like staring into a clear pond on a summer’s day. Her luscious breasts begging for my mouth, their peaks delicious little raspberries. The tiny triangle of satin barely covering her pussy.
I lean forward and slip my thumbs under the band on her hips and ease it down, revealing her to me.
I throw the G-string behind me. “Open for me.” Again, she doesn’t hesitate. My hand drops to the base of my cock, stroking it, mesmerized by the slickness of her pussy. Fuck, I want her like I’ve never wanted a woman before.
Dana has always been different. She knows me better than any other women I’ve dated. Plenty of them never bothered to know more than that I was a Carlson. My heart bangs against my chest wall, and my breath catches in my lungs. The pressure to not fuck this up weighs on me.
“Touch yourself. Show me with your hands what you like.” Her tongue sneaks out to lick her lips while her hand moves to her breast.
“Good girl,” I growl. Then crawl across the bed so I’m kneeling between her spread creamy thighs. A few marks from last night are still visible on her skin. Is it wrong to like that? I bend to place soft kisses over them. Then trail more kisses along the crease where her upper thigh meets her torso.
I could spend hours, days even, kissing every inch of her soft, smooth skin, but her glistening arousal beckons me. Using my thumbs, I open her pussy to me, briefly admire the view, then lick along her channel, drinking in her sweetness.
“Oohhh … Do that again,” she pleads. Her lilting voice tugs at my heart, and I swipe my tongue along the same path, ending at her clit.
I suck the nub between my lips at the same time as I fill her with two fingers. Her cries ring out. My name trembling from her lips as I stroke her inner walls. Curling them to tease that sweet spot that will make her moans louder. Her thighs grip my head, and her hips buck beneath my mouth. Her gasps frantic. And then she is shouting my name over and over, tumbling into her orgasm. Her head thrashing against the pillow. Her hands slapping ineffectually against my shoulders.
But I don’t let up, eking out every last drop of her release, until she’s a limp, sweaty, tousled mess, looking more beautiful than I’ve ever seen her. And the vision of Dana peering up at me, her cheeks flushed, saying, “I think I’m going to need a moment here,” is one I’ll never forget.
I watch on, my cock in my fist as her breathing becomes more even and the high color fades from her face and neck. She watches my hand stroke up and down my length, until those baby blues flit up to mine, still cloudy with desire.
