“James, I-”
He cut me off with his kiss, still as harsh as it had been in his office. Any thoughts that things were anything but perfect between us melted away as I parted my lips and returned his kiss. His hands immediately went for the bottom of my sweater. I lifted my arms up and let him pull it off, mostly because I was afraid he'd literally tear it off me if I didn't.
When I was free of my sweater, I looked at his face. His eyes were fixed on my body, with an uncontrollable and insatiable hunger behind them. In another moment, one hand moved to my side, grasping me as the other hand undid my bra. With a practiced skill, he undid the clasps with a single motion, letting my breasts fall free. His pupils dilated.
In a moment, our lips met again, his mouth hungry for mine. My fingers went to the buttons of his shirt but, just as he had done in the office, he tore the shirt off of himself. He's going to have to buy more shirts if he keeps that up, I thought. It was sexy as hell.
Almost immediately, his ruined shirt was on the floor. He didn't break the kiss as he loosened his belt, sliding quickly out of his pants and boxers. I found the button to my own pants, wishing that they weren't so tight on my body as I tried to squeeze my way out of them. Somehow they managed to come off faster than I could ever remember them coming off, and I found myself naked in front of him.
His hands went to my ass, and I jumped up into his arms. As I wrapped my legs around his body, I felt him support my weight completely, those strong arms keeping me snugly against him. I flattened my body against his, drinking in his kisses and begging for more. I could feel his cock questing toward my pussy, and I thought he might take me right there, but then he began walking. I didn't know where we were going, but I didn't care. With his dick so close to my entrance, it was hard to think about anything else.
Eventually, he came to a stop. As he leaned forward, the soft sheets of his bed enveloped me. They must have been those fancy three thousand count Egyptian fiber sheets for me to have noticed how soft they were, because all I really wanted to feel was James inside of me.
He gave me one last sweet kiss, biting my lower lip and leaving it smarting before breaking contact with me. “I thought about this for the rest of the day, Allie.”
I smiled up at him. I loved the way he said my name. “Really?” I asked.
“Yeah,” he said. He walked over to his nightstand and opened a drawer. He pulled out a condom. “It was all I could think about during all of my meetings. You were a distraction.”
My heart seemed to sink into my stomach as I looked at that condom. Even though I thought I was pregnant, knew I was, I didn't want that stupid piece of latex anywhere near me. I had to salvage the situation. I propped myself up on one elbow and smiled at him confidently. “I think it's a little late for that, don't you think?”
He smiled over his shoulder at me like he couldn't believe his ears, then turned his body toward me. His cock was fully hard now, springing from his body. My mouth watered and my pussy quivered. “You think you can handle all of this, hard and unprotected?” That last bit was practically mocking me. Just like that, the old James was back.
I bit my lip and nodded.
He moved closer to me. “You haven't been able to get enough of this ever since you saw me after I got out of the shower, have you?”
My lip still firmly between my teeth, I smiled and shook my head no. This was the man I remembered. This was the asshole that I grew up with, the one that I fantasized about every time I had been with another man.
He moved to the edge of the bed, still standing proudly in front of me. “Then feast your eyes.”
I sat up, then moved to laying on my stomach. “I'll do more than feast my eyes,” I said, as I opened my mouth and took him in.
He gasped with the sudden pleasure as I wrapped my hand around him and started to stroke. I wasted no time, putting every sexual experience I had into practice. I watched his eyes dilate with pleasure as I stroked his thick shaft. He was velvet over steel in my fingers. Hard, yet so silky soft. I wanted to feel him inside of me again. I wanted him to slide in on the wetness I could feel leaking out of me this very moment. The ache to have him was so strong, I could barely breathe. I didn't know it was possible to want someone this badly. Especially when I had him in my hands and ready to go.
Suddenly, he lifted me up my arms and threw me back on the bed. As soon as my back hit the soft mattress, he pulled me to the edge. My legs were up in the air and spread apart as he knelt on the floor next to the bed, burying his face in my pussy and tasting me without remorse.
His tongue went to work, touching my clit like it had never been touched before. As my eyes shot open and my hands moved to his hair, I knew why all those girls had moaned so loudly during our high school years. He had a magic tongue. No, make that a magic tongue, teeth, and lips. The sounds I made moved from moans to some sort of squeak far more quickly than I could have imagined. Within moments, I could feel a desperate heat rising within me.
“Don't stop,” I said begged.
He groaned, sending little vibrations of ecstasy straight onto my clit, then settled into a rhythm that put my pleasure on overdrive. Without realizing I had done it, I found my fingers moving to grab my nipples, twisting and playing with them as if I had no control over my body. With James touching me, I really did have no control. The wave of my orgasm moved higher and higher, and I squeezed my eyes shut when I thought I couldn't take any more.
“Come for me,” he growled. Just like earlier, it was a command, not a request. James was in control.
The sound of his voice drove me over the edge. My eyes shot open as the biggest orgasm of my life rolled through my body. I felt my legs tighten, my thighs closing in around James' head, but he didn't seem to care. He kept the same pressure and tempo up, sending me further and further toward madness. I was lost to light and pleasure as James kept making sure I came and came.
As my wild bucking and thrashing calmed down, I felt my body open up for whatever came next. I was ready for more. So much more. “James,” I whispered.
He stopped licking me and began tenderly kissing his way up my body. I was paralyzed as his hungry kisses touched my all over my skin. I had dreamed of this so many times. When he passed my breasts, he worked his way up the right side of my neck, then touched his lips to my ear. “You have no idea how long I've wanted to taste your cum. You're fucking delicious.”
I moaned involuntarily. “Fuck me, James,” I gasped.
“Gladly,” he said. “After I have another taste.” He was down between my legs in an instant, licking at my clit again. I managed a giggle before I became overwhelmed by pleasure again.
I put my fingers in his hair and pulled, making eye contact with him. “Fuck me now, James.”
One eyebrow raised and the corners of his mouth twitched up in a cocky smile. He was in control and we both knew it. He stood up, positioning himself at my entrance. I felt myself spread open as he began to push into me. I saw him begin to thrust very slightly, slowly pushing his way in.