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DILLAN
Lizzie takes her phone out of her back pocket and presses a button. Soft, sensual music drifts from the speaker, and she places the device next to our glasses. Curious and more than willing to play along, I sit back and wait.
“I’m liking this already,” I rumble.
At first, her movements are subtle. A simple sway of her hips and a few shuffling steps. But as the music begins to build, her movements become more purposeful. Her connection with music and her body is unmatched. I’m captivated as she unbuttons her blouse. I swear, Lizzie turns a waitress uniform into the epitome of sexy (especially when she’s peeling it off).
Her top glides off effortlessly, unveiling her perfect breasts. A part of me is tempted to sweep her onto the couch and lose myself in the moment. Yet I’m captivated by her dance, unable to do anything but revel in the beauty before me. As she keeps moving to the music, Lizzie unzips her skirt and lets it pool around her feet before stepping out of it. That leaves her clad in only her black panties, which are trimmed with lace, ready to be torn off. My cock jumps to attention, so hard I can’t take it anymore.
I grab her, making her squeal in surprise and excitement.
“You’re messing up the dance, babe,” she teases.
“I know,” I growl and latch my mouth onto her neck, sucking greedily and forcing a moan from her lips.
“Clients aren’t supposed to touch.”
For a second, I pull back.
Clients aren’t supposed to touch? What does she mean?
Her eyes grow huge, and she stares at me as if the words had slipped out of her mouth by accident, but then she smiles.
Ohhh, I get it.
She’s into the whole role-playing thing. Hell, yeah.
“Good thing I’m your boyfriend then, huh? Your undisputed king,” I say, playing along. “Come here, you bad little girl. I think it’s time I teach you who’s giving the orders around here.”
My hands run down her back, marveling at the softness of her skin. Any further protests die in her throat the second I start to kiss my way down her chest.
“Bedroom?” Lizzie asks, voice breathless with want.
“Bedroom.” She doesn’t need to ask me twice.
In one fluid movement, I stand and lift her with me. Led purely by instinct, she wraps her legs around my waist and clings to me, perfectly positioned against my cock. With her hands running through my hair and her mouth attacking mine, I stumble toward the bedroom, holding her tight. White-hot arousal settles between my legs, making my dick steel-hard.
Thankfully, my room isn’t far.
I carefully lay her down on the bed, still kissing and nipping at her lips.
Finally, my eyes gesture to the space between her legs, which is still covered by the soaked sheen of her panties. “Lose them. Now,” I order, causing a flush to cover the surface of Lizzie’s body.
She obeys immediately, rolling them down her legs and throwing them off to the side.
“I need you inside me,” she gasps, hands reaching for the buttons of my shirt. “Right here. Right now.”
“Oh, I know you can’t wait to have me inside of you,” I growl, pulling away to get rid of my clothes. “But first things first.”
First, I need to take care of my undisputed queen.
Unbuttoning my shirt, I shrug out of it. With hooded eyes, Lizzie watches me undress, her top teeth biting into her bottom lip. Even before I can toss the shirt aside, she reaches for me, yanking me forward.
“Slow down, girl.” Chuckling, we tumble backward, our lips refusing to do anything other than kiss.
It has been so damn long since our first and only time together. Too damn long.
I want her so bad.
