Page 71 of Season of Seduction

“Fan...what? No.”

Kim loved this, hadn’t had the pleasure of being with a lover who knew how to tease and could tease back. Sex was supposed to be fun, playful, satisfying on more than simply a physical level. Blake needed to forge this type of connection with a woman, and she wanted to make sure when it was all said and done, she was the woman he chose for that job.

She slid down his legs so she was able to position her face above the head of his shaft. The scent of his arousal had her mouth watering, even though she had no intention of finishing him off this way. “So, are you trying to tell me you don’t think you’re going to last long?”

“I’m going to come right now if you keep looking at my cock like that.”

She swiped away a bead of pre-come that had risen with her tongue. “Well we can’t have that. Where are those condoms?”

Blake groaned and slammed his head back onto her pillow. “In the bag. Living room.”

The last thing she wanted was to leave him, but necessities were exactly that. “Don’t move.”

He snorted as he tugged on the suspenders. “I’ll try and sit tight.”

Running naked through her apartment was not something she did on a daily basis, so bolting for the condoms felt as though she were participating in a naughty scavenger hunt. It took no time to scoop the wrappers from the bottom of the bag and race back to where her prize lay squirming.

“Got them.” She freed one from the package and climbed back into position. “Would you like me to put this on you?”

“You really do have a mean streak, you know that right?” He growled and tugged his hands once more. “At some point, you’ll have to undo these and there will be payback.”

With the condom just above his cock, Kim paused. “Maybe I should leave you here then. I could feed you. Wash your body. Use you whenever I want.”

“You can use me now.” He bucked his hips. “We’re just missing one key piece.”

Desire pulsed through her body, starting at her clit and working its way through ever

y bit of her. He did that to her, made her crazy with desire so that her body couldn’t resist.

Her fingers shook as she slid the condom down his shaft. His skin was hot to the touch, hard and ready for her. Something changed between them, the light mood shifting into something with weight, meaning she hadn’t thought of before. By the time Kim positioned his cock between her legs, her heart was pounding and her breathing had gone shallow.

“Christ.” His voice was soft, as though he hadn’t intended on speaking.

Letting her breath out slowly, Kim lowered her body onto him. Inch by inch he spread her open, filled her with heat and need. Pleasure rolled outward as their bodies joined, becoming one. When her clit, now swollen more than she ever remembered it being, touched his pubic bone, she gasped.

“You’re so fucking tight.” Blake jerked on the suspenders. “Get me out of these.”

“No.”

Another jerk, this time harder. “I want to touch you.”

Instead of doing what he asked, Kim leaned forward, pressing her chest to his. With their height differences, her head only came up to his jawline, allowing her to rest below his shoulder. “I’ve dreamed about this. Being with you again.”

“Kim—”

It was a bit awkward, but she was able to start an easy rhythm, fucking herself on his cock. “I’ve hated January for three years now. It meant that Nicks was done and I wouldn’t get to see you as much. That you’d go back to your other job, your other life, and I’d be left to wonder and worry about you.”

Turning her face so it was now against his throat, Kim kissed and licked the skin. She braced her hands by his armpits, knowing she’d want the leverage shortly.

Blake swallowed, the muscles of his throat moving beneath her mouth. “I thought about you all the time. Wondering what you were doing, who you were with. I’d pick up the phone to call you, but it didn’t seem right.”

Despite not having the use of his hands, Blake was more than able to do things to her. He matched the beat of her gentle rhythm, fucking up to meet her thrusts. The change in the angle put more pressure on her clit piercing, driving her arousal higher than before.

“Fuck, that. More.” She pushed herself up so she now looked down at him. There was no masking of emotions, nothing held back in his expression. It was a look of pure desire, longing, and something she wasn’t brave enough to label.

Her body wasn’t going to allow her to think rationally about Blake any longer, only act. Widening her legs helped increase the contact between them. She started adding in a few swivels, and rolled her body. The change was more than enough to put her on the path to orgasm.

“God.” She squeezed her eyes shut.

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