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“Good,” I say with a wicked grin, sliding him another quick look. “Then come for me, Andries.”
He gets almost impossibly hard under my grip before his hips buck and he grabs my wrist again, forcing my pace faster and harder for only a few seconds before I feel a rush of wet heat against my palm. Andries moans shamelessly, throwing his head side to side as he spills himself for me.
Any other time, I’d sit back and take pride in being able to make him come from so little, but tonight is different. I’m swollen and needy between my legs, and no matter how I shift myself in the seat I can’t find any relief. Knowing that he’s so responsive to me, and wants me so badly, has me more turned on than I can handle.
Andries relaxes in his seat, eyes closed as he catches his breath for some time, but as we approach my apartment building, he rouses himself enough to look over at me. He takesin my still-hard nipples, the goosebumps on my arms, and my flushed cheeks, and I just know he’s aware of how much I want him.
“I see why you had that caveat about me still being able to fuck you,” he says, wetting his lips with his tongue where they had dried out from all his open-mouthed breathing. “You’re about to burst into flames.”
I don’t answer verbally, just giving him a tight nod as I park the car. Once it’s shut off, he leans over long enough to kiss me, one quick press of lips, before he’s walking around the driver’s side to help me out of the vehicle.
“I’m going to have you drive more often,” he laughs, linking his hand with mine.
“Or you can just return the favor,” I offer.
The walk through the lobby and into the elevator feels like I’m under water. Everything is going so slowly, taking so much time, when all I want to do is to be in my penthouse and shed the clothes that are now driving me crazy. Nothing would settle me down until his skin was on mine.
My apartment door clicks shut behind Andries with a decisive sound, and we look at each other for a long moment. God, he’s so gorgeous; tall, his clothes fitting him like a second skin, they're so perfectly tailored, his brown hair only slightly mussed from our car escapes. He has his hands in his pockets, and I hold back a giggle, thinking he’s lucky he wore dark pants, otherwise his dashing appearance would be ruined by the stain that must be on the front of his pants.
I can’t laugh, though; not with the serious, almost feral look in his eyes. It makes me feel like a prey animal… like Andries is ready to devour me.
“Undress,” he says simply. “I know you want to be fucked, nice and hard, right? Take your clothes off and bend over the arm of the couch.”
I swallow hard, nodding as I slip my clothes off in just a few smooth, sultry movements. He didn’t ask for a show, but I’m giving him one anyway. I turn my back to him as I slide my panties down my legs, bending at the waist so he gets a full view of my ass and my pussy peeking out from between my legs. I hear his sharp intake of breath, but he doesn’t move, waiting for me to finish his command.
I can feel my pulse in my ears, and between my legs. Like Andries said, I feel like I could catch on fire, the lust is burning so brightly within me. I slink to the couch, my movements feline, and I bend over the velour arm just like he told me to. I’m almost shaking with anticipation, but when I crane my neck to look back at him, he’s already right behind me.
Andries unbuttons his shirt in mechanical movements, doing the same for his pants. He can’t take his eyes off me, gaze flickering up and down my bare form as he undresses. As in control as he’s trying to act, I know this man, and how young he is. It makes him overeager sometimes, but I really love when he loses himself with me.
“Look at you,” he says, voice thick as he slides his hand between my legs. “You’re so ready for me.”
He pushes two fingers into my channel, pumping them in and out, awakening my nerves for him. Pulling out, he slides the slick digits over my clit, causing a burst of sensation before dipping them back into me.
Andries pulls his hand away, and my body immediately mourns the loss of him. The next thing I feel is his grip on both of my ass cheeks, and the thick head of his cock pushing between my folds.
“Do you think you can take it all like this, Roxie?”
“Yes. Yes. Give it to me, Andries. Fill me up.”
He doesn’t need any more coaxing, but as he thrusts into me slowly, I can see why he gave me the warning. I should haveexpected it, but my mind is so lost in the mists of my arousal that I didn’t even pause to think about how different his cock would feel in this position. The angle of our bodies has me tighter than I’m used to, and when he snakes an arm under my hips and pulls me upward onto my tiptoes, the effect is even more pronounced. He has to work his cock into my channel, inch by devastating inch, and I can feel my pussy stretching to accommodate him. It’s almost a burning sensation, but one that feels so, so good.
The noises I’m making are high and helpless. Andries peppers kisses along my spine as he fills me up, whispering, “You can take it, Roxie, I know you can,” into my ear. His words bring on another rush of wetness, and then, he’s finally all the way in.
“You’re so fucking tight,” he groans, pulling out just slightly before slamming back in, jolting me to where I needed to grab onto the cushions in front on me.
The way he has me lines his cock up with my g-spot perfectly, like an arrow to a target, and when he thrusts home, a wave of pleasure hits me bone-deep. The moan I let out must clue Andries in, because he laughs knowingly, only the smallest hint that he’s as turned on as I am apparent in his voice.
“Right there,” I confirm. “Don’t change a fucking thing,”
I can barely keep my feet on the ground as he fucks me, and the long minutes of being desperate for his touch in the car is all paying off. Andries thrusts into me with abandon, his hands cupping and kneading my ass before grabbing my hips and using the grip to keep me right where he wants me. The push and pull of him inside of me, coupled with the rough drag of my nipples against the velvet sofa, and the inescapable sounds of his hips slapping against my ass cheeks are a heady concoction.
And then there is the feeling of him hitting that secret place inside me, again and again and again. It’s a deep, dark sort of pleasure, coiling in my core like a snake about to strike.
“Don’t stop,” I beg. Thank goodness, he doesn’t.
As we both get closer to the edge, he leans over me, the almost stifling heat of his body covering my back as he kisses the back of my neck, nipping between thrusts. I feel pinned, cornered, like there is no choice but for me to take his cock and let him fuck me.
I dig my nails into the couch cushions, breath coming raggedly. I can feel every place his fingertips are pressing into my flesh, every breath he breathes out on the back of my neck, and all of the sudden, it’s just too much. I can’t hold on any longer.
