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I could imagine her lying on the bed behind her, her legs in the air as I pound into her, then the slim heels dragging down my back as she screams my name. I could, but I don’t, because her hazel eyes entrance me, reflecting the same concoction of need and want in the moonlit room. The thick curtains are open, but the sheer ones are closed, giving a breathtaking view.
The mountain range behind her, the bright moon that filters into the room against the plush white comforter. And in front of it all, a beautiful woman who wants me as badly as I want her, slowly but surely, unstrapping her bra and letting it fall to the floor.
With her fingers moving to her hips, I motion for her to stop and finally move, closing the distance between us in three long strides. Every step closer, the collar around my neck feels tighter, suffocating me for still being dressed.
She tilts her head for me to kiss her, but I don’t. Her eyes are closed and it takes a moment before she opens them, staring up at me as I tower over her naked form, all but heels and thin satin panties. “Hands at your sides,” I tell her and she listens. She loves the submission as much as I love the domination. She knows it all now, every command, every wish I have. “Fucking perfect,” I mutter beneath my breath, letting her see my gaze roam down her body.
Trailing my thumb down her bottom lip, I let it fall to her collarbone, then lower, teasing her breasts one at a time. It’s the only touch I give her for now. Her soft moan fills the room and her eyes close as her head falls back, lost in pleasure.
I take my time, still fully clothed, dragging my touch down her body to rid her of the red thong. She only touches me when I bend down, her hand on my shoulder, to step out of the underwear.
Tossing it carelessly beside us, I keep my gaze on her, and plant a kiss just beneath her navel, then lower, dragging the tip of my nose down further until I’m right where I want to be, my lips at her clit. I suckle gently and her fingertips brush my shoulders, but she’s quick to correct herself.
“Nick,” my name is a mix of a pant and a moan on her lips. I taste her, parting her lips and dipping two thick fingers inside her. She’s already wet, already whimpering. I stroke her, curling my fingers to be sure to hit the sweet spot at her front wall.
“Please,” she begs with true desperation as she sways, without anything to keep her steady but the heels she chose to wear tonight. Her arousal coats my fingers as I stroke more ruthlessly, pulling her pleasure from her. Her smell, her soft sounds and even the heat of her body being so close is addictive. She’s a drug and I’ve been addicted for as long as I can remember.
I can barely take it, crouched down in front of her, hard with my own need and desperate to be inside her. Quickening my movements, I suck on her clit and the instant gasp is followed by her nails digging into my shoulders as she clenches around my fingers and screams out my name.
I withdraw in an instant, all too aware that she’s already gone over the edge, finding her orgasm.
Smack! My hand lands hard on her ass in reprimand and she can’t even jump, her balance is so disturbed from her pleasure that she falls into me. “Bad girl,” I growl at her ear as I lift her by her ass, throwing her onto the bed behind her.
I don’t waste the moment undressing. In an instant I’m between her legs, still clothed and nipping her neck. My right hand travels up her body, my left unzips my pants and pulls out my cock. I stroke it once, before slamming into her.
She screams out, her neck arching, her mouth the perfect “o” and I stay just like that, buried to the hilt for only a moment. Just one to let her adjust. That’s when I finally kiss her, my tongue delving into her hot mouth and silencing her strangled screams of pleasure as I ravage her.
Pistoning my hips, gripping her own to keep her where I want her. Her heels thud as they hit the floor, one by one, unable to stay on as I fuck her ruthlessly.
She’s so tight, so hot and so close to coming again already. Her second release is what pushes me to have mine.
I groan her name in the crook of her neck, feeling the warm air of her moans on my cheek as she cums with me. Pulsing around me as the waves of my own release pulse through me.
Both of us breathless, both of us sated, I slip out slowly watching her wince as I do. She rolls on her side, breathing heavily with her eyes closed.
I pull the covers around her before heading to the bathroom, finally stripping down and gathering a warm washcloth to take care of her.
It’s silent until I climb in bed with her, everything taken care of so she can fall asleep. “Sleep well,” I tell her, knowing she’ll stay with me tonight
She doesn’t though and I’m certain I can’t either.
This could be our last time together. There’s no way I could possibly sleep. Her fingers trail along the grooves in my chest, and when she brings them up higher I lean down to kiss her hand.
She hums in satisfaction, but she still doesn’t sleep. I could bore her to sleep, talking about the merger that just went through and how the company is sky rocketing, the stocks booming. She’d listen to it all, with the same expression she gives me now, as if I’m her beloved Prince Charming.
“I don’t want to sleep,” she finally breaks the silence.
“What do you want for Christmas, Olivia?” I ask her, running my thumb down the curve of her neck and feeling the pull of my lips into a smirk when she shivers.
Naked and tired, Olivia stretches lazily and then sidles up closer to me under the sheets, “More of this,” she answers and I have to keep my expression the same, unmoving, so she doesn’t see the loss I feel deep inside. Her eyes are closed, but I don’t want to risk her seeing.
“Nothing else?” I question, knowing she isn’t going to get more of these meet ups. Not for a while at least with all of the changes coming.
Slowly peeking up at me, her hazel eyes a mix of wildfire and calming ocean shores, “Fine, all I want is a kiss.” Her voice is soft and her hand on my chest even softer. Leaning down to kiss her, I let the kiss linger, waiting for her to hum in approval. She does and I knew she would. I love that sound. I love how easily she kisses me.
“I hate that I have to leave you tomorrow,” she says it so easily, so used to it. She’s alright with what we have. She would be fine with this for as long as I let it happen.
“Hopefully I’ll see you soon,” I answer her and her eyes open, staring at my chest rather than meeting my gaze.
