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I’m done pretending that I don’t know what I want, and I’m done holding myself back from what I deserve to feel. From what we both deserve to feel.
It’s so quiet in the elevator, the only thing I can hear is the hum of the motor as it lifts us up, seemingly slower than normal. Her breathing is hitched and erratic, like she’s nervous and excited all at once. There’s no way I’m going to be able to last through something as civil as watching a movie with her, not when all I can think about is worshiping her the way she deserves.
I watch her out of the corner of my eye as she stares straight ahead, her fingers running circles over her elbow as she holds her arm gently.
The elevator comes to a stop and the wait for thebingas the doors open seems to take forever. As soon as they slide open, I waste no time doing exactly what I want to do.
I whip her around before she has a chance to step out of the elevator and hoist her up into my arms, carrying her into my living room. My lips crash on hers before we even hit the couch and I can’t help but notice the way she tenses around me as my tongue traces the seam of her lips, begging them to let me in.
She tugs at my belt as I lay her down on the couch and steady myself over her, never letting go of her mouth as my teeth grasp her bottom lip and tug gently. A wanting whimper escapes her mouth when I finally break free.
While I kick off my slacks, she gets up from the couch and turns her back to me.
“I need your help,” she sighs innocently as she reaches for her zipper at the base of her neck.
“I thought we were just gonna watch a movie,” I quip, pulling her into me, flush against my hardening cock. I touch feathery kisses to her neck and shoulders before taking my time zipping down the length of her dress. When the dress slips off, she turns around to face me.
Underneath, she’s wearing a sheer, red lace bra with a matching thong. My breath hitches as she scans her crystal blue eyes up to mine, which are now probably dark with desire.God, this woman.
She reaches up to my chest slowly to start unbuttoning my shirt. It feels intentional, like every movement of her fingers is meant to tempt me. But I steady her patiently until my shirt is free.
I pull her into my arms, she clenches her legs around my torso as I carry her to my bedroom and kick the door shut behind us. I’m blinded by the beauty of this girl, everything about her has me feeling so full, sointoxicated.
I lay her carefully on my bed and reach down to land a passionate kiss against her soft, pink lips.
Something feels different about this. As I stand back and admire the stunning woman in front of me, I replay the events from earlier. The things we shared, the things we said, the thingsI felt.
It’s freeing to know that I have power over my feelings, to give in to my wants, forgetting about the rules and what everyone else might think.
But she’s right, we can’t deflect with sex, though I do really want to fuck her, make love to her, worship her body till the sun breaks over the mountains; I can tell she wants it too. The red lacey set she has on almost distracts me enough to let the wrong head take over, but I need to do this right.
As if she can sense the war in my head, her sultry voice speaks out.
“Something the matter?” She leans up higher on her knees to meet my eye level.
“I just-” I start, “I want to make sure you know this is more than just sex to me. That I don’t want to touch anyone else, see anyone else, fuck anyone else. All I want is you.”
We’re within inches of each other, almost naked, and breathing in time with one another. I watch therise and fallof her chest, the way she reaches to brush her hair behind her ear, the way she pulls her lip between her teeth before returning to my eyes with a blue wave of passion. The intricate details that I’ve grown so enthralled with.
She responds softly, “I want to make sure you know I feel the exact same way.” Sterling reaches her fingers out to trace circles on my abs. “And right now, I’d like to make you feel the same way you make me feel.”
“And how’s that, sweetheart?”
She lets out a greedy sigh, “Wanted.”
Her hand trails lower, past my Adonis belt and closer to my dick. She reaches into my briefs and grabs the base of my length, never breaking eye contact. The fucking air gets knocked out of me at her touch, so delicate and soft.
She slides her hand from the base to the tip as I groan. Her touch feels like fire and ice all at the same time.
“You don’t have to do this, Sterling.” I reach my hand down as she lowers herself to level with my center.
“I want to.” She yanks at the hem of my briefs and pulls them all the way down so that I can step out of them. My erection springs free.
“Just tell me to stop if it’s too much?” I tell her, my thumb tracing her lips.
“Mm, hm,” she hums at me as she positions herself onto her knees.
She applies a little pressure at the base, then, she rubs me gently. Fisting my sensitive skin up and down. Precum makes its way to my tip which rewards me with a beautiful sigh and quickening motions of her hand. I rock into it a little, the feeling of her hand on my dick is amazing. Her body rocks with her hand as it jerks me off, her breasts bouncing in her sheer bra.
