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What will happen in their lives needs to be decided.
All I know is that she loves this man. And all I know is that he loves that woman.
He lowers himself in front of me, his hands trailing to my thighs and then up, lifting my skirt and exposing my panties.
He pulls them to my thighs.
The wind sweeps my back, playing with my hair and rolling over my slit when he parts my folds and presses his tongue against my clit.
I clench my thighs, yet he slides his hand between my legs, stopping me. His hand moves, and his mouth moves, leaving kisses and sucking on my clit. I slide my hands off the handrail and thread my fingers through his hair.
He goes deeper into me. His fingers moving up between my thighs. His thumb rolling over my clit while two fingers slide inside me.
Shooting his eyes up, he takes in my expression.
I pulse around his touch, letting him know how close I am, but this isn’t about that.
It surely isn’t.
Ironically, tonight isn’t about sex. Although sex will be the pretext and our easy way out.
Something happened tonight. And we both know it.
He is a gentleman and won’t mention it, while I am playing by his rules and keep it for myself.
The pleasure is there. It’s always been there. And it will be with us deep into the night.
Whether we’ll be alone or not.
How will we interact when we aren’t alone? We’ll see. For now, it’s only him and me.
Still crouched at my feet, he hitches my thigh up, drapes it over his shoulder, and eats me out with so much pleasure my body starts to shudder.
Chest heaving, I pulse between my legs before he rises to his feet and locks lips again.
I murmur against his lips.
“I want you…”
His arm goes down before he sweeps me off my feet and carries me inside. We leave an entire world behind when we enter his new place.
“Fire…” he says, and flames blaze in the fireplace.
The lights turn dim at his voice command.
He walks me to the bedroom, lays me on the bed, and smoothly removes my heels, my panties, and my dress.
He untucks his shirt and starts undoing it when I pull upright and slide to his feet.
“I’ll do it,” I say.
He stops as I unfasten his belt and work his fly open before I rise to my feet, remove his shirt, and kiss his chest.
He has little patience, so he takes my head in his hands and demands my lips.
I’m still working on his pants, opening them and taking out his erection before stroking him and massaging his balls.
Milking his hard length while moving my lips and tongue with his.
