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When we were hidden from the view of others, I ran out of patience and slowly lowered my mouth to hers. At first, it was a few light brushes, but it wasn’t enough, so I licked along her bottom lip, requesting entrance. She parted them immediately, earning a growl of approval from deep in my chest. My hands had found their way to her lower back, and I clenched the fabric in my fists as I pulled her body flush against mine.
She tasted amazing, and the sound of a soft moan took my annoying erection straight to a fucking baseball bat. Damn, I wanted her. I needed privacy, a bed, and our naked skin touching.
I finally lifted my head and smiled at the dazed expression on her face. “What is your name, my beautiful ballerina?”
“Juliette,” she whispered. “Juliette Moureaux.”
Even her name was sexy. I ran a finger across her cupid’s bow. “Juliette,” I repeated, loving the way her name rolled off of my tongue. “I’m Declan McGowan.”
I kissed her again, unable to stop myself, and when I was on the very brink of losing it and fucking her against the wall, I tore my lips away. Looking deeply into her eyes, I decided to take a leap. Going slow wasn’t my style. When I wanted something, I went after it, full speed ahead. She might as well learn that about me from the get-go.
“Come home with me,” I demanded, careful to keep my voice gentle but firm.
She pursed her lips, which was insanely adorable, and only made my desire for her grow. Her expression tinged with worry, and I knew I wasn’t going to be happy about whatever she said next.
“I’ve never done something like that. I’m so tempted, Declan, you have no idea, but—”
“Good,” I interrupted her, not the least interested in what she had to say after “but.” I started to guide her back inside until she stopped and tugged my suit coat to keep me from continuing.
“But, I’m not sure it’s a good idea. I’m leaving tomorrow for a four month, international tour.”
Her words hit me like a ton of bricks. Tomorrow? I grabbed her hand and held it tight, I couldn’t let her go. Could I? No, I had to convince her to stay. “All the more reason for us to make the most of this night.” I almost choked on the words.
“The thing is . . . there’s something about you, Declan. I just know you’re someone I could fall really hard for.”
That was it, I was done with the conversation. I lifted her against my chest and went inside, threading my way through the crowd until I reached the nearest exit. To my surprise, she wound her arms around my neck and laid her head on my chest, not uttering another word of protest. When I reached the sidewalk, I told her to hold on and raised my hand from her back to hail a cab.
Setting her inside, I followed when she scooted across the bench seat. “42nd and 5th,” I told the driver before hauling Juliette onto my lap and slanting my mouth over hers. Typical New York cabbie, he raced through the streets like a bat out of hell, hitting the brakes hard as we reached my apartment building.
I swiped my card and didn’t let go of Juliette as I got out of the car. After kicking the door shut, I stalked into my building, nodding at the doorman who opened my private elevator so I could march straight in. The door closed and I crashed my mouth down over hers. I dropped Juliette’s feet to the ground, then bent my knees so I could grip the globes of her incredible ass and lift her, forcing her legs around my waist.
Moving forward, I pressed her back to the wall and ground my cock into the heat between her thighs. She cried out and it took every fucking ounce of my strength not to come right then and there. I was saved by the ding of the elevator letting me know we’d reached the penthouse on the fourteenth floor. It opened up right into my living room and I headed straight for the couch, unable to make it any farther.
I lowered us both down onto the cushions, my mouth releasing hers so we could both catch our breath. My hands tunneled under her sweater, shoving it up over her head and off. Then I popped the catch of her bra and my mouth instantly watered. Her tits were fucking perfect. Round and creamy, tipped with hard, pink little peaks. I swooped down and took one in my mouth, nibbling and sucking while she moaned and shivered beneath me.
My control was wearing thin and I wanted to taste her pussy before I took her, so I slid down her body. She was wearing black sailor pants, buttoned over her flat belly. Amazingly, I didn’t rip off any of the brass discs in my haste to remove her bottoms. The same cannot be said of the virginal, lacy white panties I found underneath. I dropped my head to bury my nose against her, inhaling deeply, filling my lungs with the scent of her arousal.
The fabric was soaked clear through and it ripped away easily when I tugged at the seams. Without any more barriers, I used two fingers to open her lips wide and lick up the center. I groaned at the burst of flavor on my tongue. She tasted even better than she smelled.
“This pussy,” I moaned. “Damn, Juliette. I want to fucking live between your legs. You’re so wet, I could drink from you and never go thirsty.”
Her body was taut, vibrating with tension, and my words caused her hips to buck up sharply. I started licking and sucking, plunging my tongue inside her, doing everything but letting her break until she was screaming my name, her hands threaded in my hair, holding my face to her pussy.
When I felt like she couldn’t take any more, I stiffened my tongue and drove it insider her as I pinched her clit, and she screamed as she shuddered violently, her orgasm ripping through her. I kept thrusting inside her and tugging at her clit until she crested again, then I leisurely licked her as she floated back down to earth.
My cock was ready to bust through my dress pants and I quickly shucked them, along with my suit coat and shirt. I started to settle over her, my cock almost touching her heat when she grabbed my biceps and held me at a distance. What the fuck?
“Condom,” she panted. I opened my mouth to argue, I didn’t want anything between us, ever. In fact, I was shocked at how anxious I felt to put my baby inside her belly. However, until we had a chance to really talk, it was probably a good idea. I lifted her into my arms and rushed to the bedroom. After laying her down on the bed, I flew into the bathroom and searched. And searched. Fuck! I hadn’t been with a woman since I moved to New York City almost two years ago. I wasn’t sure if I even had any.
The whole time I was searching, I was arguing with myself about whether to simply forget about it and eat her until she did too. But, I finally came across an old package buried in a travel bag under the sink.
When I stepped out of the bathroom, I growled in complete approval of the sight in front of me. Juliette was sprawled out, spread eagle on the bed, her violet eyes glowing as they perused my body from head to toe. Her gaze lingered on my cock, and I could see her anxiety over my large size.
I gripped the base as I walked slowly towards her, pumping the length a couple of times. “Relax, baby. I promise, I’ll fit inside your tight pussy just perfectly.” I reached her side and held her face in my palms. “Trust me to make it good for you, okay?” She melted and nodded with a smile. I rolled one of the condoms down my shaft, then kissed her as I climbed onto the bed and came down on top of her.
As our skin touched, I was again fighting the need to spill my seed before I even got inside her. A few deep breaths and I was able to calm down. I spread her legs wide and lined up my cock with her pussy. Slowly, inch by inch, I pushed inside, stopping to let her adjust after each progression. Until I hit something and couldn’t go any further.
I speared up onto my elbows and stared down at her. “Juliette? Baby, are you a virgin?” I asked with awe.
