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Avery’s entire body lit with anticipation. She was done worrying about what this meant or what the future held. If all they had wasnow, was this night, she didn’t want to waste it talking.
“Then take me.” Her statement served as both permission and demand.
A deep male groan ripped from his chest as his fingers threaded through her hair, then fisted. He tugged lightly causing her head to tilt back and her lips to part. Keaton took advantage of the new angle and covered her mouth with his, giving them both what they wanted so desperately.
The kiss was leisurely, exploratory but with purpose. It was exactly how she’d remembered it. Keaton could teach a Ted Talk on the Art of Kissing. He’d mastered the sensual seduction of the act. There was no hesitation, no uncertainty in his touch, just command and authority as he gripped the base of her neck and deepened their kiss.
He took a step closer, bringing their bodies into full contact. Her nipples hardened as they brushed against the hard contours of his chest beneath the cotton barriers of their t-shirts. The sensation caused desperation and need to collide in her creating an urgency that could not be ignored.
She wanted to feel his bare skin, to see his bare skin, to touch his bare skin. Her hands shook as she pulled Keaton’s shirt, tugging the material up his body. He broke their kiss and took over. His arms lifted and within seconds the shirt he wore was on the ground.
Avery greedily drank in the lines and contours of his chiseled torso that were highlighted by the moonlight shimmering off his tattooed skin. Her hands lifted as her eyes and fingertips lazily explored his body. His chest rose and fell in labored breaths beneath her touch and gaze.
The sheer maleness of his physique was both intoxicating and arousing. Leaning forward, she pressed her lips to his skin, which was hot beneath her kiss. She explored his upper body with her mouth as her hand reached between them and her fingers grazed the rock-hard evidence of his arousal.
“If you keep doing that, I’m going to come in my sweats,” he gritted out.
A blush heated on Avery’s cheeks as her eyes lifted up to meet his. “I’ve thought about the night we were togetherso manytimes. It was perfect, but I do have one regret.”
His eyes darkened, with need or concern, she couldn’t tell. “What do you regret?”
“Not tasting you.” Her thumbs dipped beneath the waistband of his boxer briefs and sweats and she slid them down, releasing his erection which bobbed in the space between them.
As he stepped out of his clothes, Avery wrapped her hand around his thick shaft and lowered down to her knees in front of him. His cock throbbed heavily in her palm as a tiny drop of his arousal appeared on his rounded head. Seeing the physical evidence that he was just as turned on, just as on the edge as she was, emboldened her further to ask for what she wanted, exactly how she wanted it.
She released her hold on his thick member and lowered her arms placing her hands on her thighs as her eyes lifted to meet his and she spoke words she’d never dared say to another lover, “Feed me your cock.”
At her provocative request, his jaw ticked, and his nostrils flared as one hand moved to the top of her head and the other gripped his dick. A moan escaped her as he slid his hard column of flesh into her open, waiting mouth. Her lips closed around his girth as her tongue slid along his straining cock. She enveloped him in the wet suction of her mouth as he guided her head down and up with his hand at a steady pace.
When the head of his sex hit the back of her throat, she choked as she felt him swell in her mouth and her inner walls began to contract as pleasure swirled between her legs. The submissive nature of this act, the sensation of his silky-smooth skin wrapped around a steel hard shaft gliding along her tongue, and the way his body grew thicker in her mouth was everything she’d fantasized about.
She did like doing the right thing, but the wrong thing wasdefinitelymore fun.
* * *
Keaton had been dreaming of this moment for years. Literally. He’d fantasized about being with Avery again since the night they’d spent together. He’d just never thought it was actually going to happen.
Having her on her knees before him, taking him in her mouth was one of his most erotic, ecstasy-filled fantasies come to life. But knowing that she’d been thinking about doing this to him for years was the knowledge that pushed his pleasure threshold to its breaking, or should he say bursting point.
His balls tingled and tightened to his body as his cock pulsed with pre-ejaculate in the wet, warmth of her velvet mouth.
As much as he’d love to continue this, he knew that he wouldn’t be able to hold back a second longer and he didn’t want to come like this. With a groan of both satisfaction and frustration, he wrapped his hands around her upper arms and lifted her to her feet.
She panted as she licked her swollen lips. “You taste good.”
Another groan vibrated through him as he yanked her sweats down and off. She stepped out of them using him to steady herself.
“Spread your legs,” he instructed her gruffly against her ear as his hand slid between her thighs and cupped her sex.
She gasped and gripped his upper arms as his fingers glided along her slippery folds. She was so ready for him and he knew that he could drive into her now, this moment, but he wanted to make sure she got off before he was inside of her. It had been a while since he’d had sex, and he was so turned on a strong wind might make him explode.
As he rested his head on her forehead and stared into her eyes as his middle finger found her swollen clit. He began to massage it gently and her breaths grew choppy. Slowly, he started to pick up the tempo of his touch until the pad of his finger was flicking her pleasure nub in a quick motion.
“Yes,” she whimpered as her nails dug into his biceps. “Just like that. Right there.”
Within seconds her stomach contracted as her mouth opened in a silent cry as she came against his hand. He continued to rub her most sensitive spot until her final spasm subsided.
Not giving her even a second to recover, he gripped her hips and picked her up, pressing her against the thick wooden door. She wrapped her legs around his waist and her sex pressed against his straining erection that was standing straight up against his stomach. As soon as he felt the slippery satin folds of her sex brush against his cock, he realized something. “I don’t have protection.”
