I pull back enough to stare into his eyes. "Take off my dress."
He slides my dress up my thighs. "Lift your hips."
I do.
He pulls my dress over my ass, up my torso, over my head. It lands on the hardwood floor. "Take off the bra."
I reach around my back, unhook it, slide it off my shoulders.
He lets out a low, heavy groan. "Fuck. You have amazing tits." He presses his lips to mine. Soft. Then harder.
His tongue slides into my mouth. Swirls around mine.
He breaks our kiss to drag his lips down my neck. My collarbone. My chest.
He looks up at me as he takes my nipple into his mouth.
The flick of his tongue sends desire racing to my limbs. My sex clenches. My thighs shake.
I need more.
He moves to my other nipple and toys with it. He flicks his tongue against it. Sucks soft. Then hard. Then he's scraping his teeth against my tender bud.
Mmm. My hands knot in his hair.
I let my head fall back.
Let my eyelids flutter together.
He brings his fingers to my sex.
Teases again.
One finger.
Two.
Three.
Again.
Again.
"Please." I spread my legs. "I need you inside me."
"Fuck." His groan is heavy.
In one swift motion, he slides his fingers inside me.
It's intense. Like it's been months and not days. Like it's been an eternity.
It's different than last time.
I know him now. At least, I'm starting to.
I want more of him. Not of the sexy stranger who sets my body on fire. But the guy behind the dark eyes and the cocky smile.
I…