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She smiles awkwardly. I slip my fingers between hers again and it feels perfect, like coming home where there are happy dogs waiting for me and someone who wants to see me. Where the house isn’t silent and cold, where there is nothing but love and warmth waiting to embrace me.
Behind the backs of our fellow passengers, my fingers slide up and down the crevices of Amelia’s fingers, thumbs tracing the folds of skin that decorate her knuckles. She is so breathtakingly beautiful; I look at her in a way that holds her in impossibly high regard, in a way I’ve never looked at anyone before.
Finally, our floor appears, and the doors whoosh open. I exit with a purpose, pulling Amelia behind me, and she almost stumbles.
I look back over my shoulder and shake my head apologetically. “Sorry, little excited.”
“It’s okay, but I can’t move at your speed,” she laughs.
I force myself to slow down, matching the speed of her pace until we’re at the door to our room. I lean down to swipe my card through the reader, and I feel Amelia brace herself to raise up on her tiptoes against my shoulder. She kisses the base of my neck and I hiss out a breath as my card bounces off the side of the slot made for it. Her top teeth scrape against my skin, and I shudder, nearly yelling out in celebration as the card finally keys in correctly.
“Let’s go, you little minx,” I growl and grab her by the waist, carrying her through the entryway.
My arms support her thighs and her shoulders as I bring her to the wide sprawl of the couch. As soon as I drop her down on top of it, she’s toeing off her shoes and I’m tearing off my button-up shirt. I can barely wait, my mouth is salivating as she pulls her shirt over her head.
I take over, dropping to my knees in front of her, pressing hungry, open-mouthed kisses across the swells of her breasts as I unlatch her bra. She lets it slip down her arms and I lick and nip my way over her nipples; the beast inside me purring at finally having a taste of her. My cock is already straining painfully against my pants. I want to grind against her leg, but I refuse to let myself turn into a horny teenager for a second time.
Her slender leg wraps around my waist and her fingers dive into the strands of my hair. She holds me still for a bit against her breast, sighing and panting at my ministrations, before she tugs me away, encouraging me to explore. I pinch her other nipple lightly, bringing it to a peak and making the lovely woman beneath me arch. I trace the spaces between her ribs with my tongue, only to go back over the other side with my teeth directly nipping the tight skin around the bone.
Amelia twitches and her leg drags me closer, pressing the bulge of my dick up against the heat between her thighs. I gasp as the pressure that’s been building in my lower gut releases and I buck against her without a thought of the consequences. I groan at the sensation as pleasure ricochets through my spine.
I take a deep breath to steady myself, dragging my lips softly down her abdomen and forcing my body away from her sheer temptation. My hand drops to work open her jeans and slide them down her legs. The smoothness calls to me like a song. I nip at her thighs, glancing up at her as my fingers hook into her underwear, a silent question past the final boundary. Like an answer to a prayer, she lifts her hips, allowing me to slide her final piece of clothing off her body, revealing her slick-covered lips.
Amelia shivers at the sensation of cool air brushing her pussy, whimpering when both my thumbs spread her, and I dive in without a second of hesitation. The taste of her is addictive, a little tart, and there is this floral scent that lingers on my tongue as I inhale. I eagerly swallow everything that pours out of her as she writhes under my tongue.
I pin her waist down to keep her under control, and I slide a finger home. My eyes flutter as I imagine how her tight walls will feel around my cock. I finally look up as my lips close around her clit, and she twitches around my digit, already pushing in to the last knuckle. When I crook my finger to find that spot I want to use to its fullest extent, I watch as her spine bends. Her eyes meet mine; her pupils swallowing every bit of blue in her iris.
I add another finger, scissoring them wide and she huffs out a prolonged breath that turns into a soft moan.
“Oh fuck,” she whimpers as she tries to twist under my hold. “That feels so good.”
Her voice is practically a purr as she arches slightly under my arm, riding my face as much as physically possible. I ease up on the pressure holding her down, encouraging her to continue rocking her hips.
“C’mon,” I mumble as she grows more and more insistent, her voice climbing in pitch.
Amelia is stiffening and her walls are gripping me tightly. They force my fingers to slow their movements even as I fight to continue my pace as she grows closer to her orgasm.
“Give it to me, I know you’re close,” I breathe, increasing the pressure of each lick on her clit.
At my command, she breaks apart with a raspy scream. She writhes under the weight of my hold, and I let her ride out her high until finally she stills, and she is nothing but a boneless puddle of heat and panting breaths. I pull back and wipe my chin clean, watching her through half-lowered lids as she catches her breath.
“Merci,” she pants.
I laugh, adoring how her accent is thick with pleasure. “No. Thank you. I mean seriously, every time you come…”
I blow out a low, appreciative whistle. Her tanned skin darkens with her blush, and her freckles nearly disappear. Amelia breathes shallowly and shakes her head.
“So inappropriate,” she whispers.
“I’m right though,” I wink at her. My fingers move down to open my pants when I pause, looking up at her questioningly.
“Yeah,” she breathes, nodding.
I swallow and hesitate to push my pants down, causing Amelia to scoff and grab my wrist, dragging me up and onto the couch. She takes my spot on the floor, taking my pants in her hands to pull them off.
When I’m finally bare before her, she pauses.
“Condom?” she asks.
