Page 77 of Tempt Me Forever

"I want you in my bed tomorrow too. All day. Maybe then I’ll finally have the time to do everything I want to do to you."

I moved my hand forward, sliding it down her belly from her navel to her pubis, then rubbed two fingers over her pussy. She tensed and drenched the fabric.

"Oh my God. How can you do this to me?" She rose on her toes, leaning her head back on my shoulder and pressing herself into my fingers. When she pushed her thigh into my crotch, I groaned. She gasped.

My cock was already at full attention. "Feel that, Kimberly? It's all for you."

I kept moving my fingers up and down, drinking in her reactions, her moans, the way she rolled her hips back and forth. She'd already unbuttoned my shirt, but I wanted it out of the way, though I couldn't bring myself to stop touching her even long enough to take off my clothes. Her reactions were addictive. The way she pressed herself into my hand nearly had me bursting in my pants like a damn teenager.

"Drake, please, please. I need you to touch me."

"I am touching you," I taunted.

"Please."

I couldn't resist her pleas. She was begging for my touch, for my cock, and I’d oblige her. I slid my hand inside her panties, going straight for her clit. I moved my fingers in a circular motion, and she let out a loud guttural sound.

"Oh my God." Her thighs shook from the intensity.

I explored her with purpose, but instinct overpowered me. I needed to possess this woman's body and soul. I needed to make her mine in every way possible, and I wanted to do it right now.

Patience, Drake. Make her come first.

"I need more," she murmured between moans.

"I know you do, babe." I removed my hand from her panties, then yanked them down. She immediately stepped out of them. I drew my hand up her gorgeous long legs, stooping to kiss one butt cheek and then the other before flipping her around. I did it too fast, and she lost her balance for a brief second. I gripped her thighs. She reached for the doorjamb, squeezing it to steady herself.

"Take off your bra," I commanded, "I want to see you."

Licking her lips, she reached behind her back. A snap later, her bra was out of the way. Kimberly’s breasts were absolutely delicious.

"Spread your legs for me." Then I realized I needed her in another position. "I want you on the couch." I pushed her hips back, and she took my cue, sitting down right at the edge, eyes trained on me. I parted her legs wide, moving my mouth on her inner thigh from the inside of her knee all the way up. Then, slowly and torturously, I placed my mouth over her clit.

She scratched the leather couch, arching her back. "Drake. Yes. Hell yes."

I worked her clit with my mouth, touching her breast with my left hand. With the right one, I was grasping her inner thigh. I needed to squeeze my cock, but not yet. First, I had to make her come at least once.

"Drake." She was close; I felt it from the way she moved her hips.

When she tightened her ass cheeks, I knew she was ready. I slid two fingers inside her, and at the same time, I slapped her clit. She came hard with my name on her lips, her groans resounding throughout the entire living room. I loved all her reactions and her screams. My cock pulsed like crazy.

"Oh my God. That was intense," she murmured after several minutes.

I rose to my feet, getting rid of my clothes.

She licked her lips and stood up, too, walking right in front of me. "You deserve a prize."

She kissed from one shoulder, over my collarbone, to the other shoulder. Gripping my cock in one hand, she squeezed it tight. My eyes rolled back in my head. I couldn't stand it, and yet I needed more. I tilted her head, kissing her lips before moving my mouth farther down her neck. She squeezed me tighter.

"Fuck," I exclaimed. "Woman, what are you doing to me?"

"You deserve the reward. That orgasm was so delicious." She squeezed even more as she pumped my erection. I inhaled through my nose, then took her in my arms, lifting her by her thighs. She immediately realized what I was doing and hung on to me. I kissed her—I needed the contact. I needed her mouth.

"Where are we going?" she asked between kisses. Her chest was bouncing up and down again.

"Bedroom" was all I managed before kissing her again. I took my time, exploring her mouth just as thoroughly as I’d explored her pussy. I knew she was getting turned on again; I felt it in the way she squeezed my shoulders and pressed her hips into me.

I put her down in front of the desk in my bedroom. Opening the drawer, I took out a condom.

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