“I noticed that.”

“And there’s enough wine for us to get really, really drunk.”

I smiled. “I see.”

Alex leaned in and kissed the crook of my neck, softly, his breath warm against my skin. I closed my eyes and moaned softly. “I did have a few things in mind, though,” he said.

I raised an eyebrow and bit my lower lip. “Well, please, don’t let me get in the way of your plans.”

He took the glass from my hand, placed it on the table beside me and leaned in again, his lips locking onto mine. I kissed him passionately, then hungrily. He pulled me to him, and I straddled him, feeling his already hard cock against my crotch.

I pulled back and began to grind slowly. “Why, Mr. Logan,” I whispered. “You seem to be a little too excited.”

He closed his eyes as I pressed against him, swirling my hips around, my hands slowly unbuttoning his shirt.

“I think the wine’s getting to my head,” he said with a smile.

I leaned in, kissed him, and pulled at his lower lip with my teeth. “I think it’s more than just the wine,” I said, gazing into his eyes seductively as I continued to grind against him.

His hands grabbed my waist, and he began to push my shirt up. I slapped his hands away and shook a finger at him. “You see? Too excited.”

“Someone’s in a playful mood,” he said.

I pouted. “Maybe it’s the wine,” I teased. But it was more than that. Ever since dinner and I had been fighting back the heat inside me, and even during the movie, it took every ounce of self-control I had not to rip the clothes off his body and take him. The atmosphere, the wine, the romantic anniversary gestures, it just made me want him so fucking badly I could almost feel the heat between my thighs spread like wildfire through me.

I continued to unbutton his shirt and leaned in, kissing his chest, running my hands across his body. I kissed my way down, unbuttoned his pants, and gazed into his eyes as I pulled them off. I slipped a hand inside his boxers and squeezed, smiling as he gasped at my touch.

“What do you say we have a little fun?” I teased, stroking his cock.

Alex opened his mouth to reply, then closed it, his eyes rolling back in pleasure. I pulled off his boxers, bent down and gently ran my tongue across his shaft. The way he shuddered under me only turned me on even more. I looked up at him, meeting his gaze, and slowly took his cock into my mouth. He groaned in pleasure and his hands clenched against the couch cushions. I sucked on his cock, wrapping my hand around him and pumping him as I twirled my tongue around the tip. I felt his legs shake, and I quickened my pace.

“Oh God, that’s good,” he moaned.

I lost myself in what I was doing, feeling dirty and turned on to the point where I actually wanted to hear him beg me to not stop. When I felt like he was about to come, I pulled him out of my mouth and giggled when he groaned in disappointment.

“You’re a tease, you know that?” he said.

“You haven’t seen anything yet,” I replied. I stood in front of him and stared into his eyes as I slowly undid the buttons of my pants and slipped out of them. Swirling my hips about, I smiled and stripped out of my panties. The way he was looking at me, the hunger in his eyes, only turned me on more.

I moved closer until my pussy was only inches from his face, then grabbed him by the back of his head and pulled him to me. His hands quickly grabbed my ass and his tongue hungrily lapped at my crotch. I moaned in pleasure, grinding against his face as he sucked on my clit and slid his tongue inside me. I was only getting wetter, and hornier, and I locked my fingers in his hair a

nd pressed his face closer.

In a matter of seconds my moans filled the room as my body shook with an intense orgasm. The heat of the moment was overwhelming, and before I could totally recover, I straddled him and quickly slid his cock inside me. His hands squeezed my ass as he entered me, my legs shuddering against him as inch by inch he filled me up. He wasted no time undressing me, pulling my shirt over my head and unclasping my bra even as I began to ride him. He pulled me closer, covering my breasts with his hands and mouth, sucking at my nipples, nibbling on them and sending wave after wave of shockwaves through me. I rode him faster, harder, lost in the moment as his cock slid in and out of me. I grinded against him, swirling my hips as he sucked on my nipples, feeling his cock along every inch inside me. He grabbed my hips, forcing me to move faster as my breasts bounced against his face. And when he pushed his thumb against my clit, my body exploded as a second orgasm hit me hard.

I lifted off him, leaning against the couch as he pushed onto his knees behind me. I looked over my shoulder at him, my eyes silently begging him to take me, and my hands clenched against the couch as he pushed inside me. His hands gripped my waist, holding me tight as he rocked against me. His cock hit parts of me that drove me insane, and I had to bury my face in the couch to muffle my screams. I reached behind me, grabbing his waist and pulling him against me, his pelvis slapping against my ass with every thrust. He was driving me insane, and he knew it, because every few seconds he would slow his pace only to pick it up again and drive me over the edge. I pushed back against him, rocking with his rhythm, meeting every thrust as he moved. I felt myself get wetter, hotter, and I wondered just how many orgasms I could take before I collapsed and begged him to stop.

He turned me around onto my back and climbed on top of me, sliding back into me and taking control. I felt my head spin, my senses lost in the midst of what he was doing to me. He pinned my hands over my head and began ramming against me, thrusting hard and fast, fucking me like his life depended on it. My body was burning in the heat of the moment, and with every thrust, my moans grew louder until I was screaming his name, over and over again, begging him to go faster, harder, deeper. I locked my heels against his ass and pulled him in, forcing his cock in deeper. With his free hand he squeezed my breast, pinching my nipple lightly and sending a wave of shudders through my body.

Before I knew it, I was coming again, gushing around his cock as he moved against me. My screams were so loud, I was sure the neighbors across the street would hear me, but I didn’t care. I was so lost in the moment, so overwhelmed with what he was doing to me, the sky could have fallen and I wouldn’t have wanted him to stop.

When he came, it was like a volcano exploding inside me, filling me up. His hands clenched down hard on my wrists, and he pushed in with a final thrust that shook me to the core. I came again, shuddering underneath him, my thighs clamping down on him and holding on so tight, I felt the muscles spasm. I pulled him to me, wanting to feel the hammering of his heart against me, the heat of his skin against mine, and shuddered again when I felt his body shake in my arms.

We stayed like that for a few minutes, wrapped in each other’s arms, gasping for breath. When he finally rolled over, I rolled into his arms and held him tight. I didn’t want to let go. I felt so calm, so at peace, I wished for the moment to last forever. His arms held me like a vice, pressing me tight against his chest.

My head swam, the multiple orgasms mixing with the alcohol in my system, and I quickly fell asleep in his arms.

I woke up a few hours later, cradled against him as he carried me up the stairs and into our bedroom. He laid me down softly and climbed onto his side of the bed, spooning me. I pushed back against him, silently urging him to hold me tighter, his warm breath against the nape of my neck, and I closed my eyes.

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