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“No,” he says in a lower register than his normal voice. “Just you.” He spins me again, and I’m so glad he’s leading because my ability to keep myself balanced is lowering faster than my inhibitions.
“Well, what was stopping you?” I ask. “From talking to me?”
“Honestly? Thought you’d think I was too old for you.”
“You definitely are.” I raise an eyebrow at him.
He chuckles and narrows his eyes slightly, still keeping me gently pressed against him. “Something tells me that doesn’t bother you.”
The music starts to slow and I vaguely hear the sound of the singer of the band say something about a final song and where to go for the after-party.
“So, where’d you land on going to the bar?” he asks and the effects of that last shot hit me just in time for the words to leave my lips before I have a chance to think.
“Or we could have a different kind of after-party?” I look up at him. “I’m sharing a room though.”
“Good thing I’m not,” he says as he drags his hand across my back so slowly, I feel it between my legs.
We barely utter a goodbye to Owen and Alexis before we’re in the elevator, his lips on mine as we ascend to his room on the twelfth floor.
“Tell me you have condoms,” I whisper between kisses.
“Sure do,” he says low in my ear as he grabs my hips and pushes himself against me. His lips are so fucking soft which is such a sexy contrast to the stubble on his jaw. His lips are on my neck, and I feel his tongue and his teeth on my flesh. My body hums in anticipation of feeling it on the rest of my body.
“Plural.” I reiterate because I already know I’m going to want more than one round.
“Oh, someone’s greedy.” I gasp when he bites down on my neck. “I like it.” He pulls me out of the elevator as soon as it dings but we barely make it a step before I’m pressed up against the closest wall, his lips back on mine as his hands slide up my body and cup my breasts. “You have the best fucking tits. I’ve been trying to keep from staring at them since last night at the rehearsal dinner.”
I’ve always had bigger breasts. I rarely hide them and my bridesmaid dress is a halter style that definitely showcases my C-cups well. He drops his head, dragging his tongue up the valley between them, and I feel like if I don’t get this dress off of me in the next thirty seconds I might combust. I’m drunk off both the liquor and this gorgeous older man that is pressing what feels like a very big dick into my stomach and I want to feel it everywhere.
“Your room.” I moan and then I feel my legs moving fast and I realize we are literally running to his room. When he swipes his card over the reader, the door slams open so hard it bangs against the wall and rattles the mirror against it. I briefly worry it’s going to fall before I’m lifted into his arms and my worries fade away as he walks me through what looks like a suite and into his bedroom.
He sets me on my feet gently, wrapping his arms around me and sliding up to my neck to undo the bow tied at my nape. His eyes don’t leave mine as he undoes it slowly and not with the urgency he’d just had, like he wants to savor this moment of getting me naked. “I’m going to remember this night for fucking ever,” he says as the dress moves slowly down my body. “The night I went after what I wanted and got it: the most gorgeous woman I’ve ever seen in my life.” My black dress lands in a pile on the floor leaving me in nothing but a lace thong. “Fuuuuck.” His eyes drag over my breasts and his hands immediately go to his dick, palming it, and I reach for his belt, sliding it off of him.
He toes off his shoes and sends his slacks down his muscular legs before pointing to the bed. “Get on the bed.” I do as he says, propping myself up on my elbows as he undoes his shirt leaving him in nothing but his briefs. He has a smattering of chest hair over his two, four, six, eight! Pack; I count with my eyes.
“Wow.” I thought I only said that in my head but apparently, I said it out loud because he chuckles and kneels on the bed.
“You’re the only wow in this room.” He glides his hands up my legs and then drags two fingers over the waistband of my panties. I reach down to remove my heels when he halts my hand. “Leave them on. I want to feel them on my back while I eat your pussy.” He grips the crotch of my panties and moves them to the side exposing me to him. I’m already obscenely wet, having spent the better part of the last thirty minutes building to this moment. “I knew it’d be gorgeous, just like the rest of you.” He licks his lips and I feel like my heart could hammer out of my chest from lust.
I raise my hips upwards, desperate for his mouth or his fingers or anything that will cause friction against my clit. “Please touch me,” I beg just as he lowers a hand and rubs a circle around my clit and I resist the urge to come at the minor touch.
“You’re wound tight as fuck, aren’t you?” He leans down, his mouth just hovering above me. “I’ll give you this one to take the edge off but then I need you to wait for me.” He winks before he takes one obscene lick through my sex, swirling his tongue around my clit in a tortuously slow circle eliciting the most feral groan from him that rattles through me.
“Oh my god.” I moan, dropping my hands to his hair as my orgasm already dangles just out of reach.
“Say my name when you come,” he tells me. “I want to hear it fall from those pretty lips while I have my mouth on you.”
“Oh fuck!” My entire body is fucking vibrating at this point and my pussy is tingling to the point of pain. His beard rubs so deliciously against me just as he lets his lips suction around my clit. He lifts my thighs, sending them over his shoulders and I remember what he said about my heels. I press them gently into his muscular back, and it’s as if something inside of him snaps at the feeling because I hear the sound of my underwear ripping and when I look down, his piercing blue eyes are already on me, watching me hungrily. This wasn’t my first time with a guy’s mouth between my legs but I’ve never locked eyes with someone while they did it. It feels so erotic to have someone staring at you while they lick your most intimate area.
He speeds up his strokes, his eyes still on me as he drags his tongue along my clit over and over and… “Fuck, I’m going to come,” I whimper as the feeling sucks me under.
I feel the bed moving and I notice his hips grinding against the bed almost and in time with his licks. “I feel like I could come just from the taste of your cunt alone.”
“Oh god!” I cry out in response just as he suctions his lips around my clit and drags his teeth over the sensitive bundle of nerves gently.
“My name,” I manage to hear him grunt, just as I go over the edge.
“Chris!” I scream just as my eyes flutter shut and I fall to my back, the feeling of euphoria spreading through every inch of my body, into my bones and my brain and my heart and my soul, and I have a brief moment where I wonder if this is the man I’ll do this with for the rest of my life.
