Page 70 of And So, We Dance


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My heart raced at the thought of what we were about to do.

Finally. After all these years.

And just like that, I was pressing down onto him, with Lucas guiding himself into me. I was so wet, but even still, he was extremely well-endowed. Inch by inch, we became one. Our eyes stayed locked, until mine rolled back into my head.

Lucas’s hands were now at my back. By the time I lifted my head up, we were moving.

I was riding him.

When he reached for my head, grabbing a fistful of hair, I gladly let him guide my lips to his. Kissing, grinding, pumping up and down, the pace quickly became frantic.

Pent-up longing, exploding.

Our mouths broke apart.

“That’s it. Fuck me, Charlee.”

“I love my name on your lips.”

“Mmm,” he said, his hand still firmly in control of my head, “you’re going to love my tongue on your lips too.”

The thought of him between my legs again. . .

“Lucas.” His free hand moved between us. Lucas’s thumb worked my clit as we drove into each other.

“Yeah, baby?”

“I want to come again for you.”

“Mmm, I want that too. I fucking love when you come for me. Do it.”

I was so close already.

The grip of his fingers tightened. He positioned my head so we were staring into each other’s eyes once again. “Do it, Charlee.”

His thumb circled. My hands gripped the material of his suit on Lucas’s shoulders as the need inside me built again.

“You?” I managed to ask.

“Mmm, I will be right behind you.”

The look on his face told me he wasn’t kidding. Part strained, part pleasured, his handsome face was just too much. I kissed him, our tongues finding each other.

And came.

I moaned against him as Lucas thrusted up into me, sensing my orgasm. With another thrust, the walls of my pussy clenched and clenched. And then he was buried full hilt, pausing inside me. Coming. Moaning.

We stayed together, still kissing, but gently now. As my body relaxed against him, it hit me.

Lucas and I had just had sex.

I sat up, or tried to. The warm air. Lake view. Lucas. All of it assaulted me at once making this feel like an almost out of body experience.

“You’re not going anywhere, baby.”

I wondered exactly what he meant, but found out a few seconds later as he scooted us to the front of the chair. Kicking off both shoes, he said, “Don’t move.” Then, reaching down, Lucas pushed his pants off completely.

Still inside me, he lifted us off the chair as if I weighed nothing. I wrapped my legs around his hips as he began to walk. With every step, I could feel him getting hard again. Impossible. Except, not.

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