When their lips collided this time, it was aggressive. It was the kind of kiss that someone would give their wife after being gone for years. Wyatt darted his tongue out, and Lily immediately allowed it inside.
Fuck yes, he thought.
Their tongues wrestled and twisted around one another. Wyatt's hands dropped a little further down, making their way around to her back side. When they got there, he gave her ass a soft squeeze, shocked by how firm it was. His dick now pressed firmly outward against the front of his slacks.
Wyatt noticed Lily's hands wandering all over his back. They drifted up toward his neck, where she let her fingers dance along the collar of his shirt. Her touch made him tingle all over. He loved the sensation.
A surge of energy flowed through him and he took a step forward. The movement caused Lily to take a step back. He held her tightly, though. He wasn't going to let her fall. No way. He'd never allow that to happen.
I want her so bad, he thought.
He broke the kiss and gazed into her eyes once more. Her pupils had dilated and there was a look of pure lust in them. It was something he h
ad never seen in her before. It was animalistic, almost like her instincts had taken over. She was breathing harder than before and when he gazed down, he noticed two little bumps on the front of her shirt. She was so turned on that her nipples had become rock hard and pressed out against the silk dress.
Wyatt let out a low, sexual growl. He took another few steps forward, practically lifting Lily from the floor as he pushed her with his body. After a few feet, her back gently landed on the wall next to the fire place.
“Wyatt,” she whispered. “Yes.”
He brought both of his hands up to the front of her shoulders and gently pressed her against the wall. Then he leaned in and kissed the outside of her neck. The scene of her perfume was strong and it turned him on even more. He breathed her in, letting her scent waft into his nose.
I can't stop myself, he thought. I can't stop what I'm doing right now. I've lost control.
It seemed as though any hesitations that Wyatt had been holding in his mind about getting close to Lily had fallen to the wayside. All he wanted right then was to taste her and to feel her. He wanted all of her and nothing less.
Lily groaned as Wyatt continued to gently kiss her neck. He started up high, just below her ear lobe. Then he worked his way down until his lips were pressed against the top of her bare shoulder.
“Oh, God, Wyatt,” she said quietly, then dug her fingernails into his back. “I want this. I've wanted this for so long.”
Wyatt slowly pulled his face away from her shoulder. He didn't know what to say, but the expression on his face showed his surprise.
She felt the same way as I did this whole time? He thought.
Lily gently bit her bottom lip and something about the way she looked when she did that sent another wave of lust through Wyatt. He leaned in again, this time bringing his lips to hers. A fire ignited inside of him and his cock became so hard that he felt like it could burst through his slacks any second.
He bucked his hips forward a bit, pressing the bulge against Lily's body. It brushed the front of her dress, gently easing against her most sensitive area. As soon as the friction was there, a moan of pleasure vibrated in Lily's throat. It transmitted up through her jaw, vibrating into his lips.
Wyatt broke the kiss and noticed that he was now panting even harder than Lily.
“Take me,” she said, slowly dropping her eyes downward. “I know you want to.”
Lily reached forward and gently touched the bulge that protruded from the front of his pants. It sent a wave of pleasure through him, causing his jaw to drop slightly.
“Fuck yes,” he growled.
Lily gently eased her fingers up the bulge, until she got to the waist of his slacks. She quickly undid his belt and then the top button of the pants. Wyatt let her do it, too. He didn't stop her, even though a tiny part of his mind still wondered if he should.
While she worked on getting his pants off, Wyatt brought his hands up to the backside of her neck and undid the string that held the upper part of her dress up. As soon as the knot was undone, he released it. The dress fell off of her breasts and down to her waist.
Holy shit, he thought, bringing his gaze down to her beautiful chest.
Her tits looked even nicer than he could have ever imagined. They were just the right size, probably a C-cup. They were also perky as could be. Before even touching them, he knew they were going to be firm and supple.
Her nipples were already erect, almost as though they were begging to be touched.
“You're fucking perfect,” Wyatt said, then immediately leaned toward her.
He didn't kiss her neck or her lips again, though. This time, he brought his face to her chest. He kissed the upper part of her cleavage, slowly moving his lips between each breast. He could hear her heart beat and feel her breathing.