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"Oh God, Lia." My voice was a desperate moan.
The hand I reached out to stop her with rested gently in her hair as she worked me over. She made a noise of satisfaction as her tongue swirled around my crown, tasting the bead of moisture that had appeared there. I gritted my teeth and summoned all the willpower I had. To stop her before I lost control.
She had a devilish smile, with the faintest hint of concern, like this behavior was new for her, but not unnatural. She licked her swollen lips. Jesus. If I didn't get a grip, I wouldn't stop myself from fucking her senseless. I needed self-control.
I wrapped my arms around her and flipped her, pinning her a little harder than what was required. She gasped. Every noise she made, every sinuous movement… she was like the ocean in every way. My clenched teeth were going to crack under the pressure.
I wanted to see what she would be like naked and fully aroused, ready to come for me. Her coy exterior shrouded so many beguiling secrets. I needed to uncover every last one. I wanted to know all of her.
When I looked in her eyes fifteen years ago, I decided I would leave and become something. I looked into so many blue eyes since, but none of them had the uncanny likeness to the Atlantic. None of them had been Lia's. I felt so sure she was the same girl, and the impact was more than potent. It made me want to be something for her.
Tonight had to be the night I found out whether she remembered.
I was so drawn in to her, first by the notion that she was a part of that pivotal moment and then her captivating beauty. And here she was with me tonight. She was spread below me with her lips swollen and chest heaving while she waited for my next move. That power.
I swept my hands up her thin figure, hooking my fingertips under her bra and lifting it up over her head. I went right back and dragged her panties down her creamy legs. Her eyes never left mine. She was watching, gauging every move I made with liquid heat in her hooded gaze. I responded with a thrust of my hips against her, giving her a taste of what I had planned.
Lia was the most beautiful specimen I had ever laid eyes on. Her mass of hair splayed out everywhere in chaotic waves. Those eyes were alight with the splash of oceanic beauty, her slight frame cradled by the champagne-gold duvet. She was a mesmerizing vision; so like the ocean. I had always eschewed come-ons, living up to the title of lone wolf. But now, I couldn't stop craving her feel.
She reached up and encircled my cock with her slender hand. My gaze drifted to her full mouth with the defined cupid's bow plumped and alive with color from our kisses while her big eyes hinted at her sinful thoughts.
The question of her identity bubbled up my throat. But instead of asking her a left field question now of all times, I leaned down and took her mouth with the force of my need for her. She responded immediately, her legs tangling themselves up in mine, heat erupting between us. As soon as we touched, the lonely chill disappeared, replaced by the swirling heat and sensitivity of arousal.
I moved my mouth on hers with power and assertion, telling her I was in control and intended to keep it that way, at least for tonight. Lia wasn't putting up a fight, either. She had made her move earlier and now she hung back. That was just as well; I wanted her to enjoy everything I had to give.
And I wanted her mouth along with the rest of her. I kissed her with heat and passion… absolution. She tasted like honey, and the only things left on earth were Lia and all the maddening things I could do with her.
She reached down to my waist and pulled at the waistband of my boxer briefs. I pulled them down with one arm, not bothering to stop kissing her. When I came back down to her, I brushed the tip of my cock against her, just enough to spread her lips open, and to feel how ready she was. She purred and tilted her hips to me, waiting. I couldn't help a pang of pride.
"You'll have to wait, I'm afraid," I said against her mouth.
I kissed her on the sensitive spot below her ear and ran my hands down her arms. I squeezed both her hands in mine, then moved my touch to her hips, and then swept up her sides to cup her round breasts. I caught her mouth in a hot, open-mouthed kiss, tangling our tongues together while my fingers flicked and pinched at her straining breasts.
Lia moaned into my mouth, eyes shut tight in delicious agony. I kissed a trail down the center of her abdomen, leaving little wet marks along her skin, and blew across them.
I got to her mound and breathed in her sweet scent. Lowering my head, I laid a few more light, deliberate kisses, letting the vibration of the touch tease her. The soft mewls escaping her lips were fraying my sanity. As much as I wanted to jump her and fuck her this instant, I needed to take my time. I wasn't a teenager, and I wasn't this impatient. But everything she was and did drove me crazy.
I made eye contact with her for a long, heated second. "I'm so glad you're here."
But she didn't answer; I pressed a wet kiss to her seam. Her eyes rolled back, and another moan escaped as her hips bucked with more force than the last time. My tongue slipped between her folds and ran straight down to her center, tasting her at last. Her hips bucked up again as a fresh spasm hit her. I loved pulling those reactions out of her, having her spread for me like this.
I worked my way from her center back up and circled her clit, feather light at first, gradually adding pressure and speed. I laved my lips and tongue over and over her. Her panting turned to moaning, then grew louder as I worked my rhythm on her, staying steady, increasing just a little faster and just a little harder until she was wound way up. Her breath caught in her throat and her body tensed like a rubber band stretched to its limit. And then she was over the edge, crying out and clawing at the air. My cock surged.
Beautiful.
Before she was able to come down, I sheathed myself with a condom from the nightstand. I hovered over her long enough for her to see me, then thrust into her in one swift motion. Lia flung her arms around my neck and pulled me down, capturing my mouth in a kiss.
I moved inside her at a frantic pace. She cried my name, wrapped her legs around me, heels digging into my ass, matching me stroke for stroke as I slammed into her again and again. And again. Her walls squeezed me as I thrust. It felt too good.
Lia bit at her bottom lip and started to squirm. Her tightness built and milked my cock. I was getting close.
"Come for me, Lia."
Her eyes shut tight as she moaned, moments from bliss. And then it hit hard. Her orgasm tore through both of us, sending me over the edge along with her. A sharp intake of air and a yell. Consuming. Raw.
I rolled to the side of her, and let our fingers brush while we caught our breath. Sweat glistened on our bodies. Lia turned her head toward me and awarded me a dreamy smile. I knew the feeling; utter satisfaction.
When was the last time I felt genuine satisfaction? Probably when I first started my job at Experience. I had earned my place with my skills and merits instead of interest revolving around my status in the foster system.
