Page 22 of One Night With You

“Don’t.”

My lips quirked into a smile against hers, and then there was no thinking. I tugged her shirt off her, one quick motion that surprised us both, and then my thumbs were playing over the swell of her breasts, sliding between them to undo the front clasp.

Her eyes darkened, her pupils dilating as I met her gaze and undid the snap. Her breasts fell heavy into my palms, and she threw her bra to the side, as I leaneddown to take one puckered nipple into my mouth, and then moved to the next. Her hand tightened in my hair as I continued to feast on her breasts; they were so firm, larger than my palm. I knew that one day I would want to fuck those tits, to suck on them until her nipples were hard cherries, and her flesh was covered in my marks. But not now. No, I needed all of her.

I let her tug off my shirt, and I tossed it over my head, as she raked her nails down my back, over my chest, as we continued to explore each other. I pulled down her leggings, and knelt in front of her, loving the way that her whole body blushed at the sight. We hadn’t bothered to turn on the lights, so only the few candles and light from the TV shone on us, and maybe this was good. Maybe that was best for both of us. That meant I couldn’t quite see in detail the scar that had changed everything. And I didn’t want to think about that. Because I knew she didn’t want to think about it either.

I kissed down her stomach, over her panties, and nuzzled her pussy. She let out a shocked gasp, her body shaking.

Mine.

I didn’t say it. I wanted to. But damn it, she waseverythingin this moment.

I breathed hot air over her dampening panties before slowly, oh so slowly, sliding them over her hips. Shewas bare before me, a little triangle of hair on her mound. And it was all I could do not to bury my face between her legs and feast on that glorious cunt before me.

When I licked my lips and let her panties reach the floor, she kicked them to the side. Then I found myself kneeling in front of her, both of our breaths coming in pants.We should probably stop.Honestly, with her naked before me, and my dick so hard I could barely see straight, there was no going back.

“Tell me to stop. I’ll stop right now. Tell me to stop.”

I didn’t know if I was begging her to stop, or to continue.

In answer, she nodded at me, and for an instant I thought it was a disappointment, before she slid her hands through my hair again.

“Don’t stop.”

As a man on a mission, I let out a feral snarl and feasted. I latched my mouth on her cunt, her sweet and tart juices coating my tongue. She let out little whimpers as I ate my fill, sucking on her clit, and using my tongue to dive deeper into that pussy of hers.

Her lips were swollen, her whole body shaking. So I kept one hand on her ass, keeping her steady as I pressed her to my face, and let her roll her hips to ride me.

I knew she came when her whole body shook, andmy mouth flooded with her arousal. I lapped up every single drop, as she panted my name, and then I was standing, crushing my mouth to hers. I needed her to taste herself on me, to need every ounce of me. I slid my jean-covered thigh between her legs, and she rode me, rubbing her clit on my thigh, leaving evidence of her wetness down my denim.

It was the single hottest fucking thing I had ever seen.

And then we were shoving off my jeans, and I sat down on the couch.

“Ride me. Let me taste those tits as you ride me.”

Her eyes widened as she looked down at my cock, and I put one hand at the base, and gently slid it up to the tip, rolled my thumb over the pre-come there, and slid it back down.

“You can take me.”

“I’m not quite sure I can take all of you,” she said a little dryly, her lips swollen, her body red.

I just smiled like a man in fucking heaven. “Way to feed a man’s ego.”

“You’re welcome?” She froze, her body shaking. “I’m on birth control but…it’s not perfect,” she whispered, and I cursed under my breath.

“Shit. I can’t believe I forgot. I’ve got a condom in my wallet.” She raised a brow. “It’s always a smart thing.”

“I have one in my purse. Even though I’d never planned on using it.”

And at that moment there were far too many words between us, so I stood up, my dick pressed against her stomach, and kissed her again, needing her.

We had moved so fast, but this pause seemed to slow everything down. So instead I continued to kiss her, running my hands over her body, cupping her breasts. And when we slid the condom on, I let her do it, pumping me a few times before she squeezed the base of my dick.

I nearly saw stars, and then I was sitting, with her hovering above me.

“Take me. Take all of me.”

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