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“Please, fuck me.”
“Good girl.”
I surged up, as much as I could under his delicious weight. He met me halfway. Our lips met, our tongues tangling. I wanted to be closer to him, wanted to climb his body. I rolled my hips against his length and moaned. He was hot and hard and ready. He worshipped my mouth, nipping softly at my bottom lip and dipping his tongue in to taste me. He groaned as I rolled my hips again, seeking relief. He moved down my body, lips and tongue tasting me, his hot breath puffing out against my skin. I arched my back under him. I felt like I could never get enough, like I would come apart at the seams if I didn’t have him inside me. I smoothed my hands over his skin, under his shirt. The ridges of his abs felt glorious under my hands. His skin was warm and smooth and his muscles flexed as he continued his path down my body.
“I don’t think I’ll ever get tired of touching you. Every time with you has been as good as I imagined, and still I might never be satisfied.” The words spilled out of me.
He paused in his exploration of me and lifted his head. “You imagined having sex with me? Tell me.” His lips quirked to the side like he was surprised I had pictured him, but his eyes glittered with intensity.
I was suddenly shy but I shook it away. This dark god was giving himself to me and I wanted to encourage him. I gasped as pressed his lips to the underside of my breast. “I pictured you naked. Especially that time I saw you in the gym. I imagined what it would be like to taste your skin, lick the sweat off your neck.”
He sucked my nipple into his mouth and I moaned, arching up against his mouth. “I remember that time. You had the smallest strip of skin showing under your tank top and I wanted to lick it.” He demonstrated by dipping his tongue under the waistband of my shorts and I gasped. I tugged at his shirt so I could finally see all of him and he reared up, stripping for me. Abs, smooth pectorals, round shoulders, brawny arms. My mouth went dry.
He lowered himself over me, fitting his erection to my core and his lips to my ear. “Did you picture me naked, Margo? Did you imagine licking your way down my body like I’ve pictured you a thousand times? Did you touch yourself and picture me under you?”
“Yes. Yes.”
“Did you come like that Margo?”
“Yes!” I shuddered as he ground his erection against me. I was so wet for him, craving relief, practically shaking with the need to be naked against him.
“How many times have you fantasized about me? Is it just me for you?” He held my gaze as he asked the question. I could feel his heart thumping over my own, could feel the delicious weight of his body anchoring me.
Even through the haze of lust, I knew admitting this would be a new step. But I couldn’t lie.
“Yes, it’s you.” I breathed out, feeling my eyes get hot with emotion.
“It’s you for me too,” he responded. My heart soared.
He kissed me even as he finished saying the words, slanting his mouth over mine and tangling our tongues. I sighed in pleasure, at his mouth and at his words. He used his strong fingers to pull down my shorts, before settling himself between my thighs.
“I just want a taste, Margo.”
I speared my hands into his hair and shivered as his breath shushed across my core. He used his thumbs to spread me wide and then he feasted on me. At the touch of his tongue I yelled, arcing up off the bed. He licked me once, twice and dipped his finger into me. “Ahh, you’re so wet for me.”
“Please, Andrew. I need you.”
“Your wish is my command, little tyrant.”
He stood and shucked his pants. The low hotel lighting lovingly highlighted the dips and planes of his back as he bent. He stood, finally naked, his erection looking painfully hard between his legs. I feasted my eyes on him and he held himself still. Brave, beautiful man. So proud. And he had so many reasons to be.
“Come here.” I reached for him.
He straddled me again. I took his heavy length in my head and he groaned, thrusting into my hand. I stroked my hand over him, firmly, like I had watched him do.
“Fuck, Margo. I’ll come in your hand if you don’t stop.”
I huffed out a laugh and eased up, even though I wanted to continue. He pulled my hips up to him and positioned himself at my entrance. His eyes held mine as entered me, stretching me around his hot shaft. I watched his eyes fly wide as he seated himself inside me. He shuddered out a breath.
“You good?” He gasped out the words. “I want to thrust but I don’t want to hurt you.”
I dug my fingers into his ass and rolled my hips to meet his. He hissed out a breath and then drew back and thrust into me. I moaned. He felt so good as he filled me. He pulled back and thrust again, harder this time.
“Do you like that?” He held himself still as he leaned down to my ear. I felt him pulsing inside me. “What do you want, Margo?”
“I want it hard.”
“Say it.”
