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Chapter Eighteen
“From the moment we stepped in here…” She glanced around my bedroom, which was a basic bachelor pad effort: big bed, big dresser, big-assed TV, a couple of nightstands, a desk, and a small upright chair. “I’ve submitted to your every slowpoke demand, but remember this. Tonight, I am merely humoring you, Mr. Wild. I’m in no way submissive to you. I know what I like…” she said seductively.
Crossing her arms and lifting her top slowly over her head, she shook her long hair from side to side before she flicked it over her shoulders. Static electricity made her hair fan wild and land in a ruffled kind of way that made her look even more appealing. “And I know how to get it. I don’t mind being dominated, but there are times when I feel the need to be in control,” she added, sounding every inch the Tricia I had known her to be before.
My eyes dropped to her gorgeous shapely legs, having perused and appreciated the incredible pale and rich green lacy lingerie she wore. That came as a surprise because on every other occasion I’d been with her she hadn’t worn any. Gracefully, she took one strappy shoe off and then the other, slipping her jeans off each pointed foot like she was born to be a stripper. Glancing behind her, she sashayed seductively across the room in her fabulous lingerie and picked up my chair.
Walking back with a sassy smirk on her face, she turned around, placed it down with her back to me, keeping her long legs straight. When she displayed her delicious ass in her thong, I had a sudden desperate urge to sink my teeth into it, but she had placed herself just out of my reach. My dick pulsed twice as if to say, come here.
Sitting astride the chair with her legs wide open, her hands on her knees, I grinned. How could I not, having her with me was everything I had wanted, but had never thought could happen. Tricia sat with her hands over her knees, arms straight, and her upper arms squished her tits farther together, making her cleavage even more appealing.
“So, Mr. Wild… is this what you want? You want to touch me here?” she asked, drawing her hands tantalizingly slowly up her legs toward her hips, and staring at me with a mixture of lust and amusement in her eyes. The wetness I had felt between her legs was visible as a dark damp patch on the thong over her pussy and my eyes became transfixed on it, along with a sudden desperate thirst. My mouth was bone-dry and I stared wantonly at the unbelievably stunning woman who I was determined to make mine.
“You’re amazing,” I told her, as my hungry eyes traced the same path as her hands. From her hips she skimmed her slender frame and reached around behind her, unclasping her bra, before her hands flew to the cups and held the bra in place.
“You want to see me?” she goaded.
“Fuck yes,” I replied, my voice hoarse with anticipation and the agony of her slow tease. I gripped my cock and squeezed it several times to quell the ache that had grown more insistent, a reminder it had been ignored. Tricia’s desire shone through when her eyelids drooped seductively and another sinful smile hinted at her own sexy thoughts. She enjoyed making me wait, of being in control, of seeing how she affected me.
Dropping one strap, and then the other, she slowly pulled her bra down her arms and lifted it in the air. She swung it around her head with a grin and dropped it on the floor. Taking my hands from behind my head I applauded in appreciation and sat forward, my forearms resting on my knees.
“I see you’re paying attention,” she said through a chuckle.
“How could I not, you’re fucking gorgeous and you’re driving me crazy, baby,” I murmured with a smile a mile wide. She was the Tricia I’d missed, the woman who’d had me hook, line and sinker since the first time I’d met her. I just hadn’t realized how whipped a man could be when the right woman came along.
Closing her legs, she crossed them, and I groaned at the loss of the alluring sight my curious eyes had been feasting on. She grinned, flashing her perfect teeth and lighting up her eyes. I gripped my cock again, tugging it a couple of times because my balls felt heavy and the ache had turned into pain.
With her palms she slid her hands up over her torso and breasts, sifted them through her hair, and smoothed them back down from her cheeks to her ankles, after uncrossing her legs again and spreading them wide.
“You are a fucking tease,” I muttered in awe. My chest had tightened as I watched her, my ass and posture shifted several times because her little show was almost too much.
“You want this?” she asked, her voice so laced with desire that I wondered how any times my temptress had said that phrase before.
Taking her right hand, she smoothed it down her stomach and slipped it underneath the elastic on her thong. When she started circling her clit, I barely recognized the tormented groan that tore from my throat.
“Enough!” I roared. “Come here,” I ordered. Leaning forward, I yanked her off the chair and threw her playfully onto her back on the bed.
“Damn,” she mumbled. “Are you riled, Mr. Wild?” she taunted, as I dropped to my knees at the foot of the bed, my hands sliding from her ankles to her knees.
“Fucking right I am, and you can stop calling me that. We’re done with the formalities,” I said in a serious tone. “Spread your legs, baby,” I told her, before sliding my palms between them and pushing them apart.
Dragging my cheek up the inside of her thigh, I let my unshaven stubble scratch her smooth skin and heard her breath hitch as her legs vibrated with need and anticipation. “You like to tease, huh?” I whispered somewhat sadistically in warning, as I began to pepper tiny featherlight kisses just shy of her center.
“Do it,” she demanded somewhat breathless.
I’d never gone down on Tricia before. It was an intimacy I’d only ever done for three women before… and not ever on Charlotte. It was an act I’d felt should be reserved for those who truly mattered to me. I had denied her previously, but that was in past times, and I couldn’t wait to taste her.
“God, James,” Tricia muttered in frustration through gritted teeth, her ass wiggling beneath my head as she attempted to directed me to where she wanted me. Her desperation tightened my chest and made me chuckle, but I gave her a small concession when I pressed my nose into her pussy. I inhaled deeply and cussed unreservedly because the smell of her arousal almost made me lose my mind. Peeling her thong back at the side, I wasted no time in taking my first, long, languishing lick between her lips, my tongue swirling deliriously in delight at my first taste of heaven.
“Fuuck. Oh, man,” she said, groaning out the words and I glanced at her startled, utterly aroused eyes when she stared down her body and wet her dry lips. Her hands bunched the comforter as her ass bucked up off the bed, like she couldn’t take what I was willing to give, and I snickered at her reaction. Her taste was addictive; nothing could have stopped me fanning the flames of desire I felt inside.
Licking in small seductive circles, my forearms tightened around her thighs, my hands planted firmly on her flesh, and my fingertips blanched her skin as I worked fervently until she came.
“Oh. My. James, no,” she shouted.
I growled into her core, sending ripples of vibration from my chest deep inside her, and within seconds her body went rigid and the orgasm she had fought to hold off tore through her.
“Please, I can’t…” she whimpered shakily, fisting my hair again and tightening her hold. I nipped her clit with my teeth in silent protest, which distracted her for a moment before she slapped her palm on my forehead and attempted to push me away. I clung on tight and lapped at her pussy until her orgasm waned and she stilled, breathless.
