Say Yes, Senator

I opened the door, and my pulse increased even more. He was so handsome. He was yummy in his black evening suit. I spotted the bouquet of roses in his hand and almost awed at the sweet gesture.

A smile appeared on my face when I saw the way he looked at me. He couldn’t even talk, his eyes burning into me.

“Wow. Merritt Dawson is speechless. Imagine that.”

He locked the door and came closer to me, and my breathing turned heavy and uneven. It was more than clear that he wanted me, the air between us becoming tense with intensifying arousal.

“Camilla, you…”

My smile grew wider. “What?”

Jesus, those eyes. It was so difficult to breathe when he was scanning each inch of me, eating me up.

“You’re beautiful.” He put the bouquet on the drawer and stopped right in front of me. Only inches separated us now, and I wanted nothing more but to feel him against me. “I need to have you right here and now.”

The next moment, he was kissing me, and my world began to spin. I moaned and moved my hands through his hair, yanking him toward me. I needed to feel all of him, touch him, get him inside of me…

“Fuck me,” I pleaded him.

He groaned and ground himself against me. “These days have been a torture for me, Camilla,” he muttered into my lips, backing me to the wall. “All those things we did were on repeat in my mind. I just wanted to see you, but knowing I couldn’t even get near you…”

“Shh, it doesn’t matter now.” I unbuttoned his jacket and took it off him. The jacket ended on the floor behind him. Soon, his tie followed. “You can have me now all you want.”

“Yes.” He cupped my face and kissed me again, thrusting his tongue deep into my mouth. He pushed his leg in between my legs, and I ground against his thigh. I was all hot and wet, and I was sure he could feel it.

He leaned away to watch me rubbing against him, his eyes dimmed with desire.

“Damn.”

He pulled the straps of my dress to the side and exposed my breasts to him. His eyes widened when he noticed I wasn’t wearing a bra. With a groan, he lowered his head and took one nipple into his mouth, and the pleasure surged through me, claiming each part of me as he paid attention to one nipple then the other.

His hands traced my waist and slid over my ass, coming close to my mound. He pulled the hem of my dress higher, revealing my panties to him. He was quick to push them aside and cover my pulsating flesh with his fingers, pressing his thumb against my clit a moment later. I let out a low moan and then another when his mouth latched onto my nipple.

“Merritt… Oh God… Keep touching me. It feels so good.”

His fingers were never still, circling my clit, then attacking it, then pushing through my folds and grazing my entrance. I was dripping wet.

He pushed his fingers into his mouth, his eyes rolling to the back of his head when he sucked them. The sight itself was one of the most erotic things I had ever seen, and it only made my pussy throb much, much harder.

“You wanna taste yourself?”

“Yes.”

His smile was devilish. “Naughty girl.”

He collected more of my juices and brought his fingers to my mouth. I wanted to taunt him, so instead of wrapping my mouth around them, I slid my tongue up and down his fingers, showing him exactly what I would do to his cock.

“Camilla.” My name was a mixture of moan and groan upon his lips. He returned his fingers to my mound and inserted three digits inside, opening me widely. “This is how I am going to fuck you.” He started a relentless rhythm that brought nothing but searing pleasure. “This and much harder. You’re going to be sore when I’m done with you.”

He was fingering me fast, and my world spun quicker. Ecstasy claimed me, my heart pounding like crazy.

“Yes, keep going like that… I’m going to come. Don’t you dare stop.”

“Oh, I don’t intend to stop. In fact, I’m going to keep going until you come too many times for you to stand it.”

Not a second later, I was screaming as the sheer pleasure ravaged my body, but he didn’t stop, as promised. He fingered me through my orgasm, paying special attention to my G-spot, which only prolonged my climax. Soon, my orgasm morphed into another one and another one, and I was blind and deaf with sensations in me.

Through a daze, I let him pull me to the couch in my living room and spin me so that my back was turned to him. He made me kneel on the couch and spread my legs apart.