“Why be forced to choose?” she asked. “I’ll do one, and then the other.”
Hell yeah. “I have no objections to that plan.”
The view of her dark hair spilling over my chest and her ass in those tiny red panties rising behind her as she shifted over my cock was one I wasn’t going to forget for a long time. It was a fantasy sprung to life. I wrapped her hair around my fingers and tugged a little, wanting to assert some dominance even when she was in the power position.
Her tongue flicked over the tip of my cock and lithe fingers brushed over my balls, testing, teasing. When she eased her mouth down the length of my shaft, I gave her an encouraging moan. “That’s it, baby. Take it all.”
She glanced up at me from under her dark lashes, her lips wrapped around my cock.
Then she winked at me.
Holy shit, she was the most fascinating woman I’d ever met. I couldn’t predict anything she was going to do or say and that should be unnerving, but it wasn’t. It was exciting.
She dropped her head again and as she sucked me in and out I gripped her hair harder. I could feel the pull of her touch all the way into my balls. Damn, she was trying to destroy me.
“Felicia,” I said, voice rough. “That’s enough.”
For a second I didn’t think she was going to stop. It was a good thing I wasn’t twenty-one anymore. I had control over myself. But then she drew back and let go of my cock with one final slide of her tongue across the tip. Her expression was smug as she wiped her lips off.
“Yum,” she said.
She was definitely going to kill me. “Hand me a condom,” I said.
She was already shimmying out of her panties.
“I’ve got it.” She grabbed a foil packet off the table and opened it. She then started to roll it down on my cock.
I put my hand over hers so that we could do it together. It wasn’t in my nature to be still. I needed to be part of the action.
Which was why once she eased her wet pussy down onto me, I let her have a minute or two of rolling her hips and fucking me, but then I took her waist with my hands and forced her still. I wanted more, faster, harder. I set a pounding rhythm and she moaned, her fingers splayed across her breasts, teasing at her own nipples.
Her lips were naturally full and they were red and glistening from our kisses and her sucking my cock. Her cheeks were flushed with arousal, her hair bouncing over her shoulders from our movement. Everything about it was a beautiful portrait of a gorgeous woman enjoying sex.
It was hard as hell to hold off, but I waited until she shattered on me. Her head fell back, her eyes drifting closed, a soft cry escaping.
That was all I needed, to see her satisfied. It sent me over the edge.
She fell onto my chest. I wrapped my arm around her back to hold her warm skin close to mine. We both just stayed that way, not speaking, breathing hard.
“I’m glad I forgot my tablet,” she finally murmured. “And sent a group text saying I wanted to shag you.”
I laughed softly. “Me, too, baby. Me too.”
I was content to stay that way for a while but Felicia shifted off of me with a sigh and reached for her wine. She took a small sip and gathered the robe tighter around her. “I suppose I should head home.”
That kind of surprised me. Did I give that kind of a vibe that I’d want her to leave immediately? “You can stay here if you want. It’s cold outside.”
But she waved her hand. “I really should go. I have a lot of work to do and I didn’t plan for an overnight stay. I don’t have a bag.”
I wasn’t going to try to talk her into it. I could respect that she wanted to be in her own space. “I understand. Let me call you a car when you’re ready.”
She gave me a kiss. “Brilliant.”
I was feeling content, so I stayed on the couch, naked, finishing my wine while she went into the bathroom and got dressed. “Take this sushi with you,” I said, boxing it back up. “Lunch tomorrow.”
Felicia gave me a look.
“What?” I asked, dragging my sweats on. I was going to order her a car and walk her downstairs.