Page 22 of Her Three Tech Bros

"Not yet."

He moves his hand to the hem of my dress and slowly pulls it upwards. I gulp nervously but don't stop him as he cups one of my breasts over the thin fabric of my bra.

He pulls it up and releases a breast fully into his palm. He circles his fingers around my nipple, causing goosebumps to rise on my chest while I lean back on the couch's arm.

I exhale, my eyes fluttering shut as his mouth touches the skin of my neck. His lips and breath are warm against me, sending shivers down my spine.

"You taste like pineapple."

His words make me giggle but also send another shiver through me. He smiles softly in response before he focuses on my mouth again.

We meet in a passionate kiss filled with hunger and desire. The room seems to spin as he pulls away again to remove his shirt, and I don't waste any time helping him take off his pants before yanking my dress off the whole way.

I gasp at the sight of him fully nude for the first time. I take in his lean, muscular torso and the light sprinkling of hair on his chest leading down to a thick, throbbing erection that promises delights ahead. He is eyeing my bra and panties with open hunger.

We fall backward onto the sofa, and he surrounds me in his strong arms, our heavy breathing filling the room.

He's pinning me down gently but firmly as he leans down to capture my lips in another hungry kiss. His skin is hot against mine as he uses his teeth to nip his way down my neck and collarbone, eliciting tiny moans from deep within me.

His tongue finds one of my nipples, teasing it through the fabric before biting softly, making me arch up into him even more. I feel tiny thrills race through my body at his touch as he repeats the motion on my other breast.

I want to feel his skin against mine, so I push him away slightly to wiggle out of my panties. He realizes what's happening and helps, yanking my underwear off my ankles, reverently lifting the bra, and then flinging it across the room.

He takes a moment to look at me, his breathing ragged, his eyes full of lust.

When he leans down to kiss me, I know I'm in trouble. This man knows how to kiss like no one else I've been with. Deep, demanding, almost violent yet tender at the same time.

He positions himself between my legs and slips a finger inside me, gauging my readiness. I gasp into his mouth, fingers digging into his shoulders.

I can feel myself starting to get more wet under his expert touch. He looks down at me with hooded eyes while he teases me.

"You're so wet, baby," he whispers, his voice rough.

"Please," I pant, my voice raw with need. "Please, Ethan."

His thumb finds my clit and starts to rub it in soft circles while his fingers thrust in and out of my pussy in a slow rhythm that has my hips bucking off the sofa. I can feel him smirk against my skin as he takes control of the pace, watching me squirm beneath him with an air of dominance that makes me shiver.

His free hand moves to cup one of my breasts, kneading it gently before rolling the nipple between his fingers in a way that sends shivers down my spine.

"So fucking beautiful," he breathes against my neck as he trails kisses down towards my collarbone. "I could watch you all day."

I moan into his shoulder, arching into his touch as he continues to drive me wild with need. The feeling of his rough hands on my body combined with his warm breath against my sensitive skin is too much, and I can't help but beg.

"Please... more," I whisper, holding nothing back.

He smiles against my lips before he pulls away slowly, his fingers slipping out of me.

My heart hammers in my chest as he positions himself at my entrance, pushing just the head of his cock inside me. I gasp at the feel of him filling me up so slowly, stretching me with each inch he penetrates deeper. It's been so long since I've done this.

"God, you feel so good," he whispers against my ear, his breath sending shivers down my spine. "So warm and tight around me."

He starts to thrust, rocking his hips gently back and forth. My moans fill the air of the room, and I arch my back as I feel myself getting closer to the edge.

The sofa creaks under our weight, and I can feel the cool micro-suede against my bare skin. His lips trail hot kisses down my neck and across my collarbone while he thrusts deeper, hitting that perfect spot inside that makes me shudder and gasp uncontrollably.

We pick up pace now, our rhythm matching perfectly. His body slams into mine as I strain up to receive him over and over again. The sofa squeaks with every movement, creating a rhythmic soundtrack to our passionate lovemaking.

I bite my lip to stifle my cries of pleasure, but the living room is filled with muffled grunts and moans now, our sweat mixing as we both reach the peak of our desire. It hits me like a wave, an intense orgasm that takes my breath away, shaking my body beneath him.

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