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In that case, I want it everywhere.

CHAPTER 15

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“I want you, Reese.” I dig my fingers into her hair and angle her head to deepen the kiss. I need to be inside of her with my tongue, my fingers, my cock, my soul. Pleasure rockets through me as she kisses me back, as hungry as I am.

I mold her softness to me, fitting the apex of her sex against my hardness. She writhes beneath me, sandwiched between my body and the mattress with no escape. I move one hand down, stroking her arm, cupping her elbow, finding the tender skin of her inner wrist. She moans when I press against her pulse point.

I find her breast next, rising to give my hand space to cup her plush flesh. Her nipple stiffens at the first pass of my thumb, and her hips push against mine. She likes it. I release her mouth and trail my lips across her cheek, her chin, and then down to her chest.

“Your tits are sensitive, baby. Do you get excited in the morning when you dress? When you pull the straps of your bra up and the lace of your bra catches your nipple in its web, do you get wet? Does your pussy clench with want?”

She sucks in a harsh breath at my words. I don’t know if she’s ready for me to take her yet, not all the way, not with my cock inside of her hot sex. There’s part of her that’s not sure of me, and until that last barrier comes down, I have to hold back. But there’s a lot I can do in the meantime, including making sure this encounter is memorable.

“Let’s see how you like your breasts touched.” I pull her upright and take off her blouse. Her tits are as pink as her cheeks. It’s a gorgeous sight. “Look at how pretty you are. How sexy you are.” I take her hand and press it against my erection. “Do you feel me?”

“Is that painful?” she wonders.

I throw back my head and laugh. “Fuck yeah. I’m dying in my jeans, but don’t you worry about me. This moment is all about you.”

She cocks her head. “What do you mean?”

I tuck a few stray strands behind her ear and brush her cheeks with my thumbs. “It means you can relax because we’re not having sex. I’m just going to kiss you until you come. I’m going to kiss you here.” I drag my thumb across her lips. “And here.” I pinch a nipple. “And down here.” I rub her pussy through her pants.

She hisses. I keep rubbing until I can feel her wetness seep through. “Feels good, doesn’t it?”

“Yes, it does.”

“Good. It’s going to feel even better. Now lie back and turn your brain off. Let me do all the work.”

I watch her with hungry eyes as she does as I tell her. So responsive. So obedient. The blood thrums in my veins in wild excitement. We’re going to have fun, she and I. I place both hands under her full breasts and squeeze, pulling the globes together to form a tight channel. “Next time, I’ll have you suck on my cock, and when you get me nice and wet, I’ll fuck your tits and come in your mouth.”

A wave of shock and lust passes over her face. She can’t wait, and neither can I. Next time, I promise myself. Next time. I keep her bra on and pull her pretty, plump flesh out of their cups. The wire and lace frame her breasts like leaves on a flower. Leaning forward, I latch on to her tit, sucking hard until my cheeks hollow out. She surges underneath me, and a whimper escapes her lips. I keep at it, sucking and nipping at her nipples, massaging the hot flesh of her breasts, grinding my steel shaft against her cloth-covered cunt until she’s crying, pleading with me to make her come.

I reach behind her and release her bra and throw it to the side. Then I move lower, dragging her pants and underwear off. When she’s fully nude, I sit back on my haunches and take her in. A prettier picture never existed. I run my hand down the center of her body until I reach her wet core. I make small, swirling patterns over her clit, giving just enough pressure that she begins to push against me with impatience.

“Need something, darling?” My cock throbs with want.

“You.” Her fingers curl around my forearm and tug me forward. I bend at the waist and kiss her hard before rising back to my knees.

“Let me give you some pleasure first, and then you can have whatever you want of me.” I dip my fingers into her honey. Her cunt is hot and soaked. As I stroke her with deep and even strokes, her glittery eyes watch my every move. Her fingernails dig into my forearm, leaving deep score marks. The pain helps to keep my mind clear and my dick inside my jeans.

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