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It felt so right, holding her like this, kissing her like this.
Like my body was meant to serve her and her desires.
Buddy slithered to the floor with a soft whine of complaint, but I couldn’t care less. I vaguely saw him trot off to his bed from the corner of my eyes, my focus on the gorgeous woman who had draped herself over my lap.
“I want you, Oliver,” she whispered, her lips so dangerously close to my ear. She slipped off of me, her warmth rubbing over a part of me that wanted her so, so much. She smiled, pulling me up to my feet, “Come with me.”
“Amanda, I’m not sure—”
But I was already following her upstairs to her room, pulled along by an otherworldly creature in a slip of a dress. Once inside, she closed the door and crashed into me again, sending us both toppling on the bed. She laughed and kissed me slowly. Languorously.
Like we had all time in the world.
My hand speared through her hair as I held on to her, our mouths intertwining in a kiss that threatened to set us both on fire. I groaned as she pressed herself to me until we were mouth to mouth, chest to chest, toe to toe.
Everything I was… it was filled with the sensation of her. It was a heady concoction—one I didn’t have the power to resist.
With a muffled groan, I flipped us over until I was on top of her. She looked up at me with those sinful green eyes, her lips tilted into a sultry smile, her breasts heaving as she breathed.
“Make love to me, Oliver,” she commanded softly.
God, I was only a man. I could only obey her as I kissed her again. Deeply. Thoroughly.
Together, we were a tangle of lips and tongue and teeth and limbs. Somehow, she managed to get me off my shirt and trousers, sighing as she traced patterns on my bare skin that had me melting into her hands.
My hands rose up to cup her breasts, groaning at the feel of them in my hands, at how they fit perfectly. When my fingers grazed the hardened buds on their peaks, she sighed, her body arching up they bed as she offered more and more and more.
Her dress fell to the ground next.
“Oh God, you are so beautiful,” I murmured, pulling back to admire the glorious wonder of her body.
And she was…
Lying there before me in nothing but her lacy panties, her eyes half closed, I felt like I had died and gone to heaven and she was a golden goddess. Her hair fanned out across the pillows like liquid gold, her green eyes half-closed with desire.
I reached out for her breasts and marveled at the feel of them in my hands, how firm and soft those globes were, how they fit just right in my palms as if they were made formyhands alone. I brushed my fingers across the turgid peaks and watched with a sort of pride and keen arousal as her body crested at my touch, soft and pliant.
“Oliver,” her voice was heavy with want, dripping with need. “I need you now.”
Oh God, she was so bossy right now and I was loving it.
Our underwear landed next to the pile we haphazardly created on the floor. I rejoiced in the feeling of her bare skin on mine, her warmth cradling me in a cocoon of pleasure.
My finger slid down to the apex of her thighs and groaned when I found her wet and ready for me. I swirled my finger over the bundle of nerves and she arched into me with a soft cry.
“Inside me. Now!” she moaned.
“Not yet,” I groaned into her ear. “I want to make this good for you, Amanda.”
“What could be—ah…!”
Her voice trailed off into a soft moan as my lips found the dusky peak of a perfect breast, swirling my tongue over it before sucking it gently. The taste of her skin was enough to drive me wild as my fingers splayed her wet heat open, exposing the pearl of her desire to my ministrations.
I stroked her slit and felt her arch into my hand, moaning impatiently. Still, I maintained my slow, steady pace, drawing out her pleasure and mine.
“How do you want it?” I murmured over a luscious breast. “Strokes?” I stroked her down the center and she arched with a soft cry. “Or circles?” I swirled my finger over the pearl of her desire with just enough pressure to wrench a shuddering moan from her.
I turned my attention to her other breast while I continued to bring her steadily to the peak, feeling a sense of male pride as she thrashed under me on the bed, her fists clutching the sheets.
