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“This stopped being a job the minute I let you kiss me.” And then, his lips press against mine in a kiss so searing I feel the heat of it all the way to my toes. Somehow, he manages to get the keys from my purse and into the lock of the door without breaking his hold on me. I almost fall backwards when the door flies open, but he drops the keys and bag to the floor, sliding his hands around my waist to clasp me close. He urges me further into the room, kicking the door closed with his foot, the sound of it slamming loud in the quiet of my room.
I want to slow this down but I’m afraid if I do, he’ll change his mind, so I seize onto his shoulders, clinging to his body like a life preserver. I can feel his hard length against my stomach, a groan sounding between us when I grind into it. He pushes me back, my hold on him lost as he takes two steps away, separating us.
“Wait.” My heart stops, my breath caught in my throat as I assume what’s coming next. “We shouldn’t rush this.”
My heart skipping back to life when his words register. “Okay.”
“Come here.” He beckons me with a tilt of his chin. I obey, closing the distance in two strides. He cradles my face with his palms, lifting it, his lips feathering over my cheeks, my eyes, the tip of my nose until they brush delicately over mine. A small gasp puffs from me when his fingers flutter over one erect nipple before trailing lower, sliding under the hem of my dress. They skim higher, along the back of my thigh until his entire hand cups my ass, squeezing tenderly. His other hand moves to the back of my neck to tug at the tie holding my dress up, releasing it, the silk material sliding down to my waist.
He backs away, his gaze travelling down my torso and then back to my face. “Take it off.”
I comply, no hesitation. He’s seen me before, and I’ve never been shy about being naked. I shove the dress over my hips letting it fall to the floor, stepping out of it, my body now clad in just a strapless bra and thong. Yes, I broke a thong out for this date.
“You are simply exquisite.” He steps close enough to drift a soft touch up the length of my arm, over my shoulder and around the back of my neck, tilting it to stroke his tongue over my lips before sweeping a gentle kiss across my mouth. I sigh, pleasure coursing through me from his slightest touch.
I want to feel him as well, so as he continues to caress my mouth, I reach for the buttons of his shirt to work them open. When my task is complete, I thread between the breach in the material and spread the cotton, placing my hands flat on his chest. One hand rests over his heart and I can feel it’s quick pace and marvel at its speed. He’s as excited as me. He’s not pretending or acting and it spurs me to act more boldly, my hands grazing over the bumps of his abdomen until they reach his buckle.
His hot mouth rakes down the side of my neck, nipping and sucking at my skin, the ache between my legs throbbing. As I unfasten his belt and begin to unclasp his pants, his hands snake behind my back and release my bra, my breasts exposed as it falls to the floor. He toes his shoes off then moves his hands to his pants, pushing them and his briefs off in one shove. He shrugs his shirt off, and in the blink of an eye he stands before me naked.
He moves to kiss me, his hand reaching for my face, but I place mine flat on his chest, stopping him. With a small shake of my head and a look that I hope tells him what he needs to know, I place my other hand against the hard plain of his torso, and begin exploring each inch of his body. His skin is soft, but his muscles a contradiction under my fingertips, and when I drag on digit over his nipple, he hisses as his cock jerks in response. “Careful, little girl.”
It’s a warning I don’t heed, inclining forward to lave my tongue over the raised peak, my hand grazing lower to curl around his hard length, his fingers tangling through my locks on a groan. I drag another wet lick over the nipple then creep lower until I reach his belly button. I swirl around the small circle then flick my tongue inside, cum leaking from the tip of his length. My eyes dart up, meeting his, locking my gaze, as I kneel lower to swipe the liquid dripping from him. It’s salty and a little bitter, but when his mouth falls open with a long sigh, I want to give him more.
I slide him between my lips and inhale, sucking his length deep into my throat, his nails digging into my scalp when I swallow. His knees buckle slightly when I slide back then bob my head back down in one quick motion, taking him even deeper. I feel heat pool in my center as it spasms, aching for him to be inside me. I hum in pleasure, the only way I can express how good this feels, then feel myself being pulled up as he yanks me off his cock with a pop to slam his mouth to mine.
He rips away, panting, his eyes darting wildly to mine, one brow arching. “You’re too fucking good at that, and when I come, it’s going to be inside you.”
“Oh.” Can’t argue with that, but somehow, I seemed to have lost any ability to communicate.
He presses a kiss to my lips then leads me to my bed. “Lay down.” As I comply, he walks quickly to his pants, pulling out his wallet and then a condom. It hits me then that this is really and truly happening. He’s not going to leave. He’s going to have sex with me. The first real sex I’ve ever had. Instead of being nervous or scared, my body relaxes, a state of joy washing over me at having him to share this moment with.
When he reaches me, he bends over me with a hand on either side of my shoulders, lowering his face to brush a kiss against my mouth. He inches lower, nuzzling down my neck, weaving a hot path to my breast, drawing it between his lips on a soft pull. My back arches as I gasp, my arms lashing out beside me as my hands clench onto the comforter, the material bunching into tight balls between my fingers.
His other hand snakes over the scrap of material covering my center, and begins to glide back and forth against my swollen lips, my thighs spreading. I clench my lids closed, the myriad of sensation swirling through me almost too much to process. A finger slides under the silk and flicks my clit, my eyes popping open as I let out a loud groan, the ache between my legs intensifying as I crave something more. As if he can read my mind, he glides two digits through my slick center then sinks them inside of me.
“Oh, God.” I sigh, thrusting my hips into his hand, still wanting more.
“You’re so wet.” He murmurs above me. “Just need to taste you.”
His words send a bolt of lightning straight to my core, the anticipation of his tongue spurring my desire for him even higher. His fingers slide out of me to peel my thong off. He settles between my legs, his hands spreading me wider. He leans in and inhales deeply. “Jesus you smell fucking amazing.” And then, he flattens his tongue against the very bottom of my ass and drags it all the way up until it licks against my clit.
Every muscle in my body contracts, and I let out a groan that I swear comes from the very bottom of my soul. He chuckles, the vibration transferring onto my clit as he strokes over me again, and without warning I explode. Yelling out my surprise, my pussy pulsates wildly around his mouth as he sucks, my hips pushed into the mattress as he grips them to hold me in place. I call out to God repeatedly, I think thanking the heavens for the bliss I’m feeling, only stopping when Xander drags his mouth off my center to slide up my body to swallow them down.
His lips are slick and covered in my juices, but I don’t care. I just want more. A yearning I didn’t know could exist, creating a hunger in me that feels like starvation. “Please Xander.” I mewl into his mouth, arching my body into his as I beg for him to quench this new feeling. “Please.”
He rolls over, grabs the condom off the bed, and rips it open. Rolling the smooth rubber over his shaft, he locks his gaze onto mine. “Are you ready?” His question is gentle, his tone caring, and I nod, never being more sure of anything in my life. “I’m going to go slow. Tell me if it’s too much.”
I’m not a virgin, but this will also be the first time that a man, a real man, will be entering me and I’m quite sure, staying in me for more than a minute. The fact that he’s acknowledging this, taking every precaution to make this moment beautiful and special, warms me. I nod, and go to speak, but he covers my mouth with his, kissing me with a tenderness I didn’t know he possessed.
I sigh into his mouth, my arms wrapping around his body to hold him as he uses one hand to guide himself to my center. He pushes in just a little, his lips moving to my ear and begins whispering to me. “You’re so beautiful.” Another small thrust, my mouth forming a small O as my core clenches. “Fucking perfect.” Another thrust, this time deeper, a moan rolling from me. “So fucking tight.” One final shove and he’s all the way in, my nails dragging across his back when he slides back and then plunges all the way into me again, both of us moaning.
“Are you okay?” His breath hot against my ear, his fingers brushing across my cheek before he plants small kisses to my lips.
“Yes.” I breath against his mouth. “Please don’t stop.”
“No.” He pumps in and out of me. “I won’t.” His mouth covering mine again, devouring every breath I pant as he continues to thrust, his hips rocking faster, harder until I feel myself start to climb. I curl into him, my hands scraping the skin on his back as I try to get closer. He shifts his hips, his length grinding over my clit and I scream, another orgasm exploding from me. Xander’s hips pound into me a final time, my name roaring from him as I feel his cock pulsing between my clenched walls, each of us clinging to the other as we float weightless.
I drift back to consciousness when I feel him slide out of me, his lips feathering over my mouth as he speaks. “I’ll be right back.” And he is. A moment later his arms wrap around me, pulling me against his warmth, kisses pressing onto the top of my head as he cradles me. “Are you okay?”
