Page 89 of Love Undiscovered
“Of course I do.”
I sing softly to her as we dance. The words are eerily biographical. So much so, that I feel like I’m confessing to her, asking of her, expecting from her; all at the same time.
She looks up at me. “I think I’d like you to take me home now.”
I try to swallow the disappointment that fills me when she says that. I don’t want the night to end so soon. I mean, I didn’t expect that she’d take me home with her tonight, but I would’ve liked to spend a few more hours with her. Not that I can blame her though, it’s been a bit of an emotional roller coaster. If I were her, I’d probably want to go home too.
“Ok,” I say, softly.
“With you,” she adds.
My heart literally jumps into my chest.
“Are you sure?” I ask, hoping I heard her correctly.
She nods, then stretches up to kiss me.
Oh yeah, I’m the man!
A kiss that quickly turns heated. My mouth leaves her lips and she moans as I trail them down her collarbone. I want at those luscious tits, but I can’t get her shirt to move more with just my mouth and I don’t want to let go of her ass yet. If I weren’t feeling so frenzied, it would be funny.
I move back up to her mouth and angle my head, so her lips are back against mine. Her tongue dives inside my mouth, dueling for control. I snake one hand under her shirt and up her side to grab her breast. She moans into my mouth. A sound that just fuels the fire inside me.
I want at all of her. I can't keep my hands still, they are at her ass, her head, in her hair, pushing up her bra, getting at her bare breast.
“My God, Remi.”
I can't decide what I want my hands on most. Ass. Tit. Ass. Oh, definitely ass. I grab it and pull her up against me, kneading her cheeks through her jeans, aligning her core with my hard cock.
I back her into the dressing room for the band and kick the door shut behind us. We stumble to the couch and fall on to it, I flip us as we go down so that it’s her falling on to me and not the other way around.
“That was a smooth move, Mr. Bauer,” she breathes against my lips.
I want to think of something witty to say back to her, but my brain is rattled. I reach up to smooth back her hair so I can see her face.
“Cat got your tongue?” she asks with a wicked glint in her eyes. She leans in and bites my lower lip, pulling it away, then letting it snap back. I nod in response, I am literally stupefied by this woman. I pull her in for another kiss. She wiggles her hips in between my legs, I groan as she connects with my cock. I’ve got one leg bent with my foot on the ground for balance, the other I wrap around her leg to hold her in place. My hands reconnect with her ass and somehow I find my voice.
“Fuck, Remi. I’ve had dreams about this ass. So fucking luscious.” I squeeze it as I’m talking.
She raises her head to look at me and giggles again. Then turns serious. “What kind of dreams? What did you do to my ass?” She traces her fingernail along my lips as she says this. My dick jumps in my pants. She feels it too.
“Was that you thinking about my ass?”
All I can do is nod, back to being hypnotized by this goddess on top of me. My hands grind her hips against mine, using her ass as a handle. I’m pretty sure I could blow my load just from this.
She leans down and licks my ear. “Do you want to fuck my ass?”
Fuck me.
“Not just your ass, beautiful,” I say, my voice husky and hoarse.
“I think I’d like that,” she says, moaning.
“Can I touch you?”
“God, please.”
I unbutton her jeans and slide down the zipper, then slide my hand down the back of her jeans to cup her from behind. Her thong is soaked.
