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Chapter Six

Danielle

Oh my God, oh my God, oh my God. Rodney was kissing me. Rodney Jones, the off-limits man I had been dreaming about for years was kissing me. Not only that, but he was carrying me to his bedroom. I got the idea he wasn’t taking me to his bedroom to make out with me. He wanted sex.

And so help me, I was going to give it to him.

He was drunk. I could tell. He would never have done something like this when he was sober. I was glad. I wanted him to strip away that veneer of civility, to take me the way I had fantasized about for so long.

In the bedroom, Rodney laid me on the bed. His eyes were filled with hunger and desire. Lust was thick in the air. I glanced down at his crotch. His pants stretched around a roaring erection, and my stomach twisted with the delicious insight that it was all for me.

“God, you have no idea what you do to me, Danielle,” Rodney said in a rough voice. He clambered on top of me and kissed me again before he reached for my jeans, unbuttoning them. He pulled them off, and I gasped, feeling exposed and vulnerable and loving it. The way Rodney looked at me made me feel beautiful, hot, desirable.

When my jeans hit the floor, Rodney worked my tank top up my body. I lifted my shoulders and helped him pulled it over my head. It joined my jeans on the floor, and I lay before Rodney in my underwear. I was so glad I had chosen to wear the matching black lace set I’d bought recently.

Rodney looked at me with raw lust on his face. It was like he had never seen a woman naked before. I blushed. I got rid of his blazer and unbuttoned his shirt, but he left it on, gaping open and giving me a glimpse of his chest and abs. Rodney was well-built. He went to the gym regularly and ate healthy. It showed. He didn’t have the body of an almost fifty-year-old.

He bent himself over me and kissed me again, licking my lip before he worked his way down my body. He kissed me along the line of my jaw, down my neck, and over my chest. With his lips, Rodney explored every inch of exposed skin on my body, tasting me. I shivered, my skin raising in goosebumps. It was such a turn on. The more he kissed me, the wetter I became. I wanted him to touch me. I wanted him to suck me and finger me and fuck me.

As if Rodney read my mind, he pulled down my panties by hooking his fingers into the waistband. He peeled the thong off my legs and held it up, stretching it.

“Tiny,” he said. “Sexy.”

He dropped it and spread my legs with his hands. I gasped, shivering in anticipation. I had been with guys before, but it had never been like this. This was sensual, erotic, and it was driving me insane.

Rodney’s face was inches from my pussy. He breathed in and glanced up at me.

“Your scent is intoxicating,” he said. He didn’t give me a chance to respond. He closed his mouth over my pussy, and I cried out.

Rodney flicked his tongue over my clit, making me jerk. He ran his tongue down my slit to my entrance, dipping it into my wetness before running it back up and resuming his onslaught on my clit. He licked me, making me writhe and buck my hips beneath him. Rodney put one hand on my hip, holding me steady. He pushed two fingers into me while he sucked on me and finger-fucked me.

I cried out, squirming on the bed, trying to keep it down for Tommy’s sake, and failing.

The first orgasm washed over me in no time at all, and I curled on the bed, whimpering as I came undone at the seams.

“No more,” I said, pushing Rodney away when it became too sensitive.

Rodney let me go, blinking at me. “That was quick,” he said, surprised.

I was breathing hard, trying to catch my breath. I nodded. “You’re that good,” I said in a breathy voice.

“Nothing like stroking a man’s ego, angel,” Rodney said, and I warmed at the nickname.

Rodney peeled his shirt from his shoulders, unbuttoned his pants, and pulled them down, along with his boxers. His dick sprang free, hard and eager. I stared. It was bigger than I had thought, bigger than any cock I’d had before. His body was in amazing shape, and his dick looked delicious.

“Do you like what you see?” Rodney asked, palming his own flesh. He slid his hand up and down his shaft a few times.

I swallowed and nodded.

Rodney crawled onto the bed between my legs. He positioned himself at my entrance, and I shuddered in anticipation. With his eyes locked on mine, Rodney pushed into me, and I cried out as he split me open, his cock pushing into my tight pussy, stretching me, filling me to the brim.

I gasped and whimpered.

“You’re so tight,” Rodney said through gritted teeth. I nodded. If I felt this stretched, I could imagine he felt the flipside.

Rodney pulled back and shoved himself back into me, the friction making me cry out.

“Hush, angel,” Rodney said, and I knew I had to try keep quiet.

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