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“Avarie.”
Her eyes flew to him; she’d been lost in her thoughts.
“Google, turn the bedroom lights on,” she replied, unable to move.
The lamps on both sides of her bed flickered on, removing the darkness. Technology was amazing. She was a sucker for little gadgets to put around her home.
A smirk appeared on his lips. She remained still as he reached up and fumbled slightly with her hair, before finding the pins that kept it in its tight bun. Her dark tresses tumbled along her shoulders. A pleased look appeared on his face. He ran his fingers through the strands, tossing the pins over his shoulder.
He stepped back from her, undoing the buttons at his wrists.
“Take your clothes off for me, Avarie,” he commanded. His eyes darkened as he watched her. He moved to the top button of his shirt, undoing them, too.
Her core clenched at the order. Her breaths came faster. She couldn’t look away from him if there was a gun to her head.
She complied, reaching behind her and unzipping her skirt. She ignored it falling to the floor. She kicked off her shoes and undid her garter, sliding her thigh-high stockings off.
The desire for the man standing before her, not saying a word while she stripped, grew. Her panties, damp with arousal, joined the growing pile of clothing. Once naked, she felt vulnerable at first, but as he slowly took her in, she felt confident.
The look in his eyes was one of pure lust.
“You’re a little overdressed for this party.” She cocked her hip to the side. Her breasts tingled, and her nipples drew into tight buds, vying for attention.
Without a word, he shook off his shirt and undershirt. Her legs grew weak at the sight of his muscular chest. She froze in place while he removed all of his clothes but left on his boxer briefs. The bulge was clearly defined through this underwear. She locked her attention on it as he made his way to her.
“We’ll get to that soon enough.” He pushed her back toward the bed.
She reversed until her footboard pressed against the backs of her legs. Her gaze trailed to his hard length once more.
“You want it?”
Her eyes flew up to his, caught again staring at his cock. His face was stoic, his eyes watching her.
She nodded, her fingers connecting with the ridges in his abdomen. There was a sprinkle of hair that started at his navel with the trail disappearing beneath his shorts. She followed the trail, stopping at the edge of his boxers. She wanted to take the time to discover what was hidden beneath the cotton material. She licked her lips, glancing back down at him. She wanted to smell it, taste it, and have it buried deep inside her.
“Yes,” she whispered, her heart pounding.
“Take them off.”
She slipped her fingers beneath the edge of his shorts and gripped them, pulling them down. His large cock sprang free. Her core clenched at the sight of his long and thick length. She knelt before him to push his shorts to the floor, leaving her at eye level with his mushroomed tip.
Moisture seeped from the apex of her thighs, coating her skin in anticipation of being stretched by him.
“Take me into your mouth, Avarie.”
She glanced up to him as she reached for him without a word. He must have read her mind. She gripped his cock and guided the tip to her mouth.
A quick intake of breath could be heard when she bathed the tip with her tongue. She licked the entire length of his smooth shaft, along with his balls. She wanted to worship this perfect specimen she had in her hands. If this would be their only night together, she wanted to ensure he’d remember how good she’d sucked his cock so no woman after her would compare.
Hell, with the size and thickness of his cock, she was going to have to savor it. Right now it was hers to do as she pleased with, and she was going to make the most of it.
She slid his cock farther into her mouth, and their eyes remained locked. She relaxed her throat and took him as far as she could.
“Good girl…” His fingers gripped her hair.
He helped guide her along as she pulled back. She released a moan and slid him farther inside, enjoying the hint of salt on his skin.
She continued her assault on his cock, loving how he thrust forward, fucking her mouth. She slid her hand along the length of him in tandem with her mouth, her saliva coating him, allowing him to slide easily through her grip.
His curses filled the room, exciting her. It pleased her that she could bring a man almost to his knees with just her hands and mouth. She moved to the mushroomed head, suckling it while she stroked his length with her hands, wanting to bring him to completion. His hands tightened in her hair, and she knew she had him almost there.
He pulled his cock from her mouth, his chest rising and falling rapidly.
“You got one hell of a mouth, counselor,” he gasped, gripping her chin in his hand. His cock glistened with her saliva. She reached for it again, but he batted her hand away. “I’m not coming until I’m balls deep in you. Get on the bed.”
She smirked as he helped her from the floor.
“Yes, Mr. King.”
