Page 84 of Why Not Now?

My eyes fly open and I search hers, hardly daring to believe we’ve gotten here again. I crush her lips beneath mine, pulling her body flush against me. I find her zipper and drag it down, my lips not leaving hers as I slide the ribbon straps off her shoulders and the dress falls to the ground. I can’t help pulling her back immediately, needing her skin touching me.

“Wait,” she says, breaking the kiss, and I groan. She just smiles at me. “I don’t want this song on repeat for the whole night.”

She picks up the dress and takes my phone out of her pocket, unlocking it and switching the playlist from repeating one song to shuffling the whole thing. I can’t take my eyes off her in the black lace underwear, my hands fisting to keep from grabbing her as she moves away to set the phone on her side table.

“I’m not sure if you’re more beautiful with the dress on or off,” I say when she turns back to me.

She blushes as she reaches for me, undoing the top button on my shirt.

“I would appreciate it if you just undid them tonight instead of ripping it open,” I tell her. “As much as I love knowing how much you want me, I also kind of like this one.”

She laughs, her hazel eyes finding mine while she works on the rest of the buttons. “You rip a man’s shirtonetime...”

Before long, she has it undone and her hands dive in to touch my skin, pulling the shirt off my shoulders, letting it fall to our feet with her dress. I tug her toward me so her lace clad breasts are pressed against my bare chest. I groan at the soft, scratchy sensation of her bra on my skin, cutting the sound off as my mouth finds hers again.

I wrap one arm solidly around her back and reach my other hand into the front of those black lace panties, parting her hot, wet folds and dipping inside her before lightly dragging a finger over her swollen clit.

She gasps, one hand clutching my shoulders, the fingers of her other threading into my hair and pulling.

Very slowly, I perform the motion again, dipping a finger into her core before lightly teasing her clit. I continue rubbing her, from her opening, over her clit and back, barely touching her, until she’s panting and trembling in my arms.

“I need,” she says, her voice little more than breath. “Fuck, Derek.”

“Have I found a way to make you swear, sweetheart? It’s just a little teasing.”

She shakes her head, her eyes closed, clinging to me, shifting her hips to urge my fingers to move faster. “It’s not enough,” she says.

“Are you sure?”

I push my fingers deeper this time into her molten heat, and she moans, rising onto her tip toes to give me more space to move. I slowly pull my fingers out, sliding them up again to her clit, which I circle softly once, twice, three times, until she breaks, shaking, crying out as a first orgasm pulses through her. When she falls limp against me, I remove my hand from her panties and lift her into my arms, depositing her on the bed carefully, then backing up to remove my pants and boxer briefs. She watches me, eyes heavy-lidded as I return to her, grabbing a condom from her bedside table drawer where she’s started keeping them and bringing it with me.

“I’m still in my underwear,” she says as I climb over her.

“And so you shall remain, sweetheart. I have plans for this beautiful lingerie. And plans to take you with me to buy you more. Lots of it.”

I kiss her again, a deep merging of lips and tongues, not moving from her mouth until she arches against me.

“You’re very impatient tonight,” I say against her skin.

“You’re veryslowtonight. I want you to fuck me, please, Derek. Please.”

I still as my control threatens to break at the sound of her begging me. “Normally, your wish is my command, sweetheart. But I want to drag this out as long as I can.” I lift up to look into her eyes. They’re sparkling with lust and love and it’s all I can do not to plunge my cock into her right now. “Let me do this. Be patient. I promise you won’t regret it.”

Her breathing is shallow. “What are you going to do?” she asks.

“I’m going to lick your pussy until you come again. Then I’m going to flip you over and fuck you from behind while you’re still wearing these lace panties so I can see your gorgeous ass in them while I make you come a third time.”

Her breath catches. “Well, when you put it that way, carry on.”

I grin and kiss her one more time before sliding down her body, planting kisses on her skin, biting her nipple through the bra, causing her to arch into me again. I continue down over her stomach to her thighs, where I bite and suck until there’s a fresh mark.

“You should know,” she says. “Adalie, Lis, and Lacey saw those today. Hopefully Lacey will just forget all about it, but your friends…”

I place a kiss on the newest mark. “Are nosy fuckers, I know. I don’t care who sees these marks, Ava. If you want me to stop making them, I will. But I like seeing them. I like knowing I put them there. They make me feel like you’re mine.”

She threads her fingers into my hair. “I am,” she whispers. “I love you, Derek.”

My eyes close at the feeling of her fingers and her words. I place a soft kiss on the black lace. “I love you, Ava.”

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