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She shook her head. Her eyes were downcast, and her face blank. No one had frustrated me like this before. I wanted—
I wanted—
Jesus.
I had no idea what I wanted because Laura stood up, reached behind her back, and unzipped her dress. The dress hung loosely for a moment before it fell to her feet. My mind went blank. Any thoughts from before were gone. At this moment, I only wanted her.
God, she was magnificent.
Her breasts were full, more than a mouthful, I was sure, and I couldn’t wait to prove myself right. Her hips flared like an hourglass, narrowing to two supple thighs.
There was no shadow between her thighs. She was completely bare and my mouth watered.
“Do you want me?” she asked. There was no quiver in her voice, no fear or hesitation.
I barely managed a hoarse, “Yes,” before I stepped in front of her, but she stopped me with a hand to my chest.
“I asked you a question and you told me a truth.” Slowly, she lowered herself onto the couch and leaned back against the armrest. Her legs stretched out and her thighs fell slightly apart. “It’s your turn again,” she said, her voice husky and smooth. “Dare me to do something.”
My eyes roamed between her round breasts and her glistening core. She wanted me, too.
An image crossed my mind and I was too afraid to say it. What if it was too much for her?
But while she held my gaze, her eyes heated. Her chest heaved and I knew I could push her.
“I dare you to touch yourself,” I said, my voice raw.
She didn’t hesitate. She dropped her hand between her thighs and ran her middle finger up along her seam. “Everywhere,” I added.
She raised her eyebrows and I thought she was going to scold me that I couldn’t add to a dare, but she didn’t. No, fuck me. She touched her breast instead, slowly circling her nipple. My dick stiffened in my pants.
She brought her middle finger to her mouth and sucked.
Holy fuck.
I swelled uncomfortably and I wanted that mouth on me so badly it hurt. I pressed down on my shaft to relieve the pressure.
“Are you done playing games, Ryan?” she asked and I nearly exploded.
“Not yet, baby,” I said. “Show me how you like it.”
“I like less talking,” she said and tilted her head back. I laughed. I couldn’t help it. This woman said exactly what was on her mind. At least when it came to sex.
Catching the bottle of champagne out of the corner of my eye, I reached for it. I poured a little into a glass and raised it over her taut belly. “Lean back,” I said, dropping to my knees in front of her.
I was surprised when she followed my lead without question, although the hungry look in her eyes told me this was not about submission but need. She wanted me as badly as I wanted her. And I wanted to taste every part of her.
I poured a drop of the champagne between her breasts and licked the wet trail before it could drip any further. Running my tongue across the bottom of her right breast, I then wrapped my lips over her tight nipple. “Are you cold?” I murmured against her damp peak.
She groaned. “No.”
I smiled remembering our text exchange. I wondered if she recalled it as well. But from the way she bit her lip, she probably wasn’t thinking of anything at all.
I blew against her nipple, and her areola pinched together. Lovely.
“Do that again,” she breathed.
With pleasure.
