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Selfishly, I want this. Even if it’s just for tonight, I want this. I’m so tired of acting like I don’t want this when my blood pumps for him every time we’re in the same room.
His throat bobs as I release his arm and reach for the hem of my shirt. He watches me intently as I lift the shirt over my head and discard it on the bed. My breasts are swollen, heavy with arousal, and my nipples are achingly hard. I want him so bad that it physically hurts. My body is dying for his touch.
His heated gaze bounces between my naked breasts as he tugs his full, bottom lip between his teeth.
“Fuck,” he breathes out, his chest rising and falling with thick breaths. “Look at you. So fucking perfect.”
My heart flutters as he stares down at me like I’m a rare treasure. His golden eyes glaze over as he takes me in.
“Your turn,” I rasp, resting back on my elbows as I stare down at my lace thong.
My open invitation is all it takes for Elliot to let go.
Dark clouds form in his eyes as he reaches for the hem of my thong, fisting his long fingers around the thin material at my hip. In one pull, he rips—fuckingrips—the lace panties from my body in one quick but painless tug.
I feel a cool rush of air against my exposed center, sending a warm wave down my spine. A growl falls from his lips as he stares down at my bare pussy for the first time.
“Roxanne,” he groans, gazing down at me like I’m his only form of oxygen. “You’re going to fucking kill me.”
And then, he’s on me.
His hard body crashes down on top of mine as his searching lips find their home, slanting and sealing over mine. He groans as his erection rubs against my belly, twitching in tandem with the rhythm of our hips. I wrap my legs around his torso and dig my heels into his ass, pulling him impossibly closer.
“Shit,” he mumbles between kisses. “I’ve missed these lips.”
There’s something so erotic about me being completely naked and vulnerable, while he’s still fully clothed. I’m not even embarrassed about the fact that I’m leaving a wet spot all over the front of his Tom Ford shirt from our dry humping. The expensive fabric of his clothes feels like silk against my bare skin. I lift my hands, thread my fingers through his hair, and tilt my head to give him better access.
Elliot pulls back slightly, just enough to stare down at me.His gaze flicks between mine, like he’s just as obsessed with my green eyes as I am with his hazel ones. He carefully cups my jaw between his hands and brushes his thumbs along my cheeks.
I briefly close my eyes, basking in his gentle touch.
“I’ve been dying to taste you again,” he rasps, swallowing thickly. Then, he lowers his lips to mine and peeks his tongue out to taste my bottom lip.
I part my lips, giving his hot tongue entrance into my mouth. Our tongues collide, slipping and sliding in the sweetest dance. He lets out a deep, sexy groan as I suck on his tongue, savoring his smoky taste. He bites my bottom lip, tugging it between his teeth before releasing it with a pop.
We kiss like this for what feels like hours. Hungry, sensual, primal kisses.
I need to come up with a new word for what we’re doing becausekissingdoesn't justify how good this feels. This feels like the smell of coffee and woodsy paper when you first walk into a bookstore. It feels like the first morning of cool air when the seasons change. It’s a feeling that you yearn for time and time again.
My lips grow swollen and puffy from our relentless kisses. Elliot comes up for air before immediately latching his lips onto my neck. He sucks and nibbles his way down to my chest, placing open-mouthed kisses along the line of my collarbone. I whimper as he lowers his mouth to my aching tits, his warm tongue caressing the soft swells of my breasts.
“So beautiful,” he groans against my damp skin, his tongue dangerously close to my pebbled bud.
“Fuck,” I hiss as his lips find my nipple, sucking and tugging the sensitive flesh between his teeth. He swirls his tongue around the throbbing peak before capturing it between his lips and suckling on the tight bud. With each suck and bite,I feel electric shocks shoot straight to my clenching core. He groans hungrily as he shifts back and forth, making a meal of my abused nipples.
Just when my rosy tips grow painfully sore and rigid, he releases me. He braces his weight on his forearms, his eyes meeting mine as he gazes at me like he’s possessed. My breasts are all slippery and wet from his saliva, matching his puffy lips.
“You’re so sexy, Rox,” he rasps before placing a gentle kiss to my sternum. “You have no idea what you do to me.”
A shiver runs down my spine at his praise. I roll my hips, telling him exactly what I want. What I need.
A whimper slips from my parted lips as he brushes the tip of his nose against my stomach, inhaling my sweet, strawberry scent. Never in my entire life would I have thought it would be erotic to have a man smell me, literally sniff me, but…God, I was sadly mistaken.
I wiggle my hips against the cotton sheets, needing some kind of friction as he lathers my belly with open-mouth kisses. He licks and nibbles his way down my torso until he reaches the spot just above my core. His hands tremble as he slowly curls his arms around my thighs, wedging them apart. I’m splayed wide open, my dripping pussy on full display just for him.
His eyes glaze over with something deeper than lust. Fascination. Infatuation. Compulsion.
He’s completely manic at the sight of me, glistening and throbbing for him.
