Page 90 of A First Sight

I stared down at her, my heart thudding against my ribcage. A jolt of lust hit me as she peered up at me through thick lashes. When she ran her tongue along her bottom lip, all my blood rushed to my cock, and all the air went out of me.

She reached for my belt, and I found the breath to ask, “Are you sure?”

Her reply sent a surge of blood south. “I want to think about this every time I’m in here.” She raised an eyebrow. “Unless you don’t want me to?” Her fingers ghosted over the front of my pants, barely enough for me to feel through two layers of fabric. “Do you want me to?”

“Aye.” My voice was hoarse. “You know I do.”

Her fingers made quick work of my belt and my pants, tugging them down to my knees before turning her attention elsewhere. Her hands slid up my thighs and over the soft cotton of my boxer briefs, moving around to grasp my ass. Then, with a wicked smile, she leaned forward and pressed her lips against my erection.

I gripped the edge of the island counter.

She hooked her fingers under the waistband of my underwear and eased it down, making a soft sound as my cock came free. I echoed it when her fingers wrapped around the base, the pressure and heat of her hand exquisite. I couldn’t tear my eyes away from her, fascinated by the way she looked at me, how she explored my cock. Fingertips moved featherlight over my skin, tracing the vein that ran along the underside, sending shivers of pleasure running across my nerves. Then her tongue darted out, traced the path of her fingers, and I moaned.

“I think this is my favorite dessert,” she said, her eyes twinkling with humor. “Should I use my mouth more?”

“Do whatever you want.” The words came from between gritted teeth.

“That’s a dangerous thing to say.” She grinned at me, and I glimpsed the confident, sexy siren she’d been hiding.

“Show me.”

Her eyes lit up at the challenge, and damn if that wasn’t one of the hottest things I’d ever seen.

Then her lips were around the head of my cock, and all other thoughts flew out of my mind. Perfect wet heat surrounding sensitive flesh. Soft tongue moving over the tip of me, teasing. The hand slid up as she lowered her head, taking more of me into her mouth. I groaned as she sucked, each pull of her mouth going right through me. My grip tightened on the counter. Only the thinnest thread of restraint kept me from burying my hands in her hair and taking control.

When she cupped my balls, my head fell back, my eyes closing. Every fiber of my being focused on the pleasurable sensations coming from Maggie’s. A squeeze and tug. Light scraping of teeth. And suction. Heavenly suction. Pressure and friction built until I was ready to explode.

“Stop.” The word came out more harshly than I intended, but when I opened my eyes, I found Maggie looking at me, amusement in her eyes. She sat back on her heels.

“Too close?” She sounded smug and with good reason.

“I want to be inside you when I come.” I straightened. I needed a minute, or the slightest touch was going to be my undoing.

She stood, and my gaze fell on her mouth. Her lips were shiny and slightly swollen. The memory of seeing them stretched around my cock brought with it a jolt of lust.

“Condom?”

She laughed and moved across the room to the end table next to the couch, opening the drawer and retrieving a little square packet. “Don’t you remember putting a couple in every room?”

I looked at her as I peeled off my jacket. “In my defense, most of my blood isn’t in my brain right now.”

She flushed, her eyes dropping to my swollen and throbbing cock before coming back up to meet mine. After a moment of heated silence, she walked to the other end of the couch, put her hands on the armrest, and bent over.

“Fuck.”

Looking over her shoulder at me, she said, “That’s the idea.”

I crossed to her, taking the condom and putting it on as I ran my eyes over her. She was still fully dressed in a blue dress, and she looked damn hot.

Despite my body's plea, I took my time. I pulled up the dress and watched as Maggie’s ass came into view, revealing a pair of pale blue panties that barely covered anything.

“Are these new?”

She nodded. “I like the way they feel against my skin.”

I cursed under my breath before leaning down to press my lips to one soft cheek.

The moment of tenderness faded as she wriggled her hips. Happy to comply, I slid my hand between her legs, enjoying her moan as my fingers moved over the damp fabric.

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