Page 65 of The Caress

“I can’t believe you found this place. It’s beyond perfect.”

“It’s not the only thing that’s perfect.” I push off the door frame and reach out a hand to snag her tiny waist. “And I can’t believe you’ve agreed to live here with me.”

"Keir," she says, amused. “And just what exactly do you think you are doing? Hm?”

“I’m going to fuck the hell out of you so that we both remember exactly what it’s like to have a perfect day," I rumble. I don't stop pushing my way through the threshold and into the shadowy bedroom until she's on the mattress.

She flexes her hips against mine, arching up to twine her arms around my neck. I allow myself to be dragged down by her weight. Burying my face in her collarbone, I grip her neckline with both hands and rip her blue dress down to the waist. I expect her to resist again, but she simply encourages me, flicking her hips into mine and letting out a hungry moan.

I press my lips into hers, kissing her as hard and as passionately as I can without drawing blood. My cock is wedged between our bodies, and one of her hands travels down my neck and along my ribs, toward my zipper.

I growl and grab her hands, jerking them up over her head. Ella is at my command in this position, at the mercy of my ravenous mouth, my heavy weight on top of her body, my cock pulsing with need. My tongue ravishing hers, my kiss harsh, I pin both of her wrists with one of my enormous hands.

I run my free hand along her contours to her outer thigh. Gentleness isn't a concern here; I ruck her dress up as hard as I can, loving how she gasps in response. I force her wrists into the mattress, pulling back to admire her lovely face.

Her hair is a mess, her cheeks are flushed, and her enticingly tiny breasts in their see-through lace bra are heaving. God, she's like a wet dream come true right now.

"Don't move your hands," I gritted. "Tell me you heard me, darling."

She licks her lips, swipes her tongue, and nods. "Yes, Keir."

Standing up, I give her a satisfied grin. I take off my jacket and necktie, then remove my shoes. As an afterthought, I take her heels off and unbutton the top few buttons on my shirt.

She squirms little as I squat between her knees, staring down at her shredded clothing and the bits of her body I've exposed.

Looking her in the eye, I tear the final portion of her dress and undo the front clasp of her bra. Her breasts are released, and I take some time to appreciate them, reaching down and feeling the weight of them in my hands. Ella arches up into my touch, and I reward her by lowering my mouth to her breast, teasingly licking my way around it before scraping it with my teeth.

She moans, her hands reaching down to bury themselves in my hair. I release her nipple and nip the side of her breast hard. Her entire body shudders as she exclaims, "ow!"

"Put your hands back up over your head," I order her.

Ella blinks a few times before biting her lip and slowly raising her hands above her head. I drop a kiss in between her breasts, groaning a little.

"Good girl," I murmur against her hot skin.

My cock throbs as I lower my body down, hooking my fingers in the waistband of her small thong. I glide her underwear down her thighs, burying my nose in the warm heat of her legs just below her pussy. She's already wet, as evidenced by the stain on her pants and the earthy but pungent aroma of her pussy rising to my nostrils.

When I pull back, she whimpers. Her pleading shows genuine desperation. "Keir…"

I smirk down at her, unbuttoning the rest of my shirt and slipping it off. Ella squirms again, her hazel eyes clouded with want.

I lean down and kiss her lips again, my hands gripping her hips. "What is it, sweetheart?" I whisper against her soft lips.

Her hips dig into mine as she thrusts. "I need more."

Hearing her innocent cry makes me want to remove my pants and bury my cock so deep inside her pussy that I might never find my way out. But I'm trying to take it slow, so I just kiss her hard, pressing my tongue against hers.

When she screams and writhes against me, I pull back and inspect her face. "I'm going to take my time with you, love. The longer you wait for me to fuck you for the first time, the more explosive it will be. And I have all the time in the world... so I'm not going to pop your cherry tonight. I'm going to make you wait a little longer before I help you come, sweetheart."

Her air is expelled from her lungs with a soft groan. I notice her hands flexing. "Keir…"

I stand up and remove my slacks, leaving me nude underneath. Ella raises her hips, her gaze fixed on my shaft. She takes a deep breath and lets out a tiny groan.

I bite my lower lip and drag my palm down to my groin, drawing big circles around my cock. I gaze down at Ella's gorgeous figure stretched out in front of me.

"Spread your legs for me, sweetheart," I say. "Show me what I'm missing."

Her face heats up, but she looks so fucking hungry as she slowly spreads her knees wide, exposing her creamy pussy. I run my free hand inside her thigh, up to her pussy lips. She hisses and shakes her hips against the brush of my fingertips. I circle her entrance a few times, gathering the sticky fluids I find there.

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