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“Laikin, I’m speechless.”

“Come on, we can tour later.” Laikin smashed his lips into mine.

“Mmm...”

I pulled back from the kiss, pushed the car door open, then Laikin scooped me up in his arms, bridal style. He placed me on my feet as he unlocked the door and reset the alarm. The kitchen was all black with stainless steel appliances. There was a wide-open space that led into a game room with a massive TV hanging on the wall, a long, gray, soft padded modular couch, and a fireplace.

“These are all the colors I used to talk about when I was younger and wanted my own house.” I turned to him.

“I hoped one day to have you here with me.”

“Laikin.” My eyes started to water at his sweet suggestion.

The magnet of our love couldn’t keep us away from each other, and he raised a hand to tug me close and caressed my shoulder. My breath quickened at the feel of his lips leaving kisses along my cheek, behind my ear.

“I’ve waited so long, baby.” Laikin grasped onto the hem of my dress, peeling it off and kicking to the side. I stroked a hand up and down his chest, then onto his stomach. I captured his lips in a sweet kiss.

Something in his manner soothed me. “Fuck me.”

He growled and spun me around. He cupped my breasts in both hand and squeezed, then pushed another finger into my slick pussy, which only purred for him. The very air around him seemed electrified.

Biting my lip, I cried out, “Ahhhh... Laikin,” and threw my head backwards.

A hum of satisfaction slipped from my lips. I pressed my ass closer, trying to be against his skin. Desire was thick, as I begged him to fuck me.

“Laikin, stop playing.”

He covered my mouth with his thick full lips as my hands played with his soft beard. Our tongues slipped together, like it was the first time. I reached to remove his pants and shirt, taking control again.

“Bedroom, baby.”

A familiar shiver of awareness of his lovemaking flickered through my mind. “Lead the way.” I nibbled on his bottom lip.

The hallway held large art on both walls. A few pieces included his family. The three-story mansion with an elevator really made me see in him in a new light—of being a famous racer to the outside world. While we were growing up in humble beginnings, our worlds never seemed to come in contact with this type of money.

A gasp left my lips at the sight of his black, king size bed and the full desk and couch in the corner. The bedroom alone could be an apartment, from its large TV to its outside deck and walk-in his-and-hers closets.

“Lie down on your back.”

Giving into his directions, I removed my thong and ambled over to the bed facing him. I patted the mattress, inviting him to come. His dark gaze told me that he would be calling the shots. His cheeks curved into a wide, admiring smile. Once he removed his shirt he climbed on the bed, picked up my right hand, and placed it on his curved dick, stroking it up and down. Ready to taste me, he removed my hand, bent to nuzzle his noise between my thighs, exploring me with his tongue.

“Ugh, yes.”

I wanted to drown him in my taste. While working another hand to caress my breasts, I opened my legs wider, giving him room. He teased my nub and curved his finger to stroke deeper.

“I missed your tongue!” I shrieked.

His eyes were clamped shut, focused on my pleasure. I blinked, feeling like bright spots were flying around me. His touch was firm and inviting as it traced the softness of my lips.

Smack!

“Ohhh, baby.” All my thoughts spun out of control.

Smack!

My pussy tingled at the sting, and he followed the smack with a tender kiss. I felt like we’d been transported to another universe.

A raging beast of need was in his eyes. Lining up his dick at my opening, he kissed his way up my throat, pushing in slowly at the same time.

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