When I lift back up, her eyes are swimming with emotion, which hits me deep. We stare at each other for a few seconds before her hand slinks down my side and into the waistband of my jeans. She scrapes her nails lightly over the tip of my dick, which is straining to be freed.
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sp; “I know our plans changed, but are we still going to pick up where we left off this morning?” Her voice is hushed and timid.
“Fuck yeah, especially with you in this outfit. Tell me, Ember, did you buy this for me?”
She nods and smiles seductively. “I did.”
“You’re fucking stunning.”
“And you have way too many clothes on.” Her arms move up, taking my shirt with them.
I lift one arm and pull it over my head, throwing it to the side. She rakes her eyes down my naked chest and licks her lips. My pulse increases, watching her shaky hands move from my neck to my waistband.
“Do you want me, Robbie?”
“For you to even ask that tells me—”
She silences me by slamming her mouth to mine and linking her legs behind my back. Her tongue takes possession of mine eagerly, twirling and swirling, sending electric sensations through my every nerve. I roll us over, moving her on top of me, and grip the silky material of her camisole, breaking away from her mouth just enough to yank it over her head and then dive back into her sweet lips. The feel of her naked flesh against mine drives me crazy, and I roll back over so I can prop up and see her.
My hand starts at the base of her neck, moving gently down until I reach the swell of her breast and gently flick her nipple. She arches as my tongue circles the tight peak. I push over her, bracing on my knees, and use my other hand to scrape lightly up her side until I reach the other breast. Her soft moans give me encouragement to move lower. My lips and tongue lick and kiss down her stomach until reaching the red lace. My body aches to run my mouth over every single inch of her, but the need to taste her overpowers me.
I grip the sides of her panties and pull them down, moving lower with them. When I reach her feet and finally get them free, my gaze roams up, my breath catching in my throat. She’s fucking sensational. I stare a little too long because she moves her arms to cover herself. Meeting her worried eyes, I shake my head and start kissing up her right leg.
She squirms under me, but I push gently on her hipbone and look at her watching me. When I finally reach the spot between her legs I’ve wanted to touch and taste for weeks, my adrenaline spikes. My tongue lashes out and licks her folds as she bucks against my face.
“Oh my God!” She twists her hips pushing into me, and it’s all the encouragement I need. My mouth sucks hard, lavishing the flavor of her. I thought I loved the chocolate kisses, but the taste of her sex becomes my new favorite. Her thighs tighten around my neck, and she writhes, moaning as I fuck her with my tongue. My own body screams for release, but I control myself and slide a finger into her. She cries out, clutching the back of my head.
Her pussy grips my finger tightly, and when I push the second one in, she screams, convulsing against my face. After a few seconds, she goes limp and her hand loosens. I look up to see her chest heaving. Kissing my way up her body, I bite gently on her earlobe.
“Fucking better than your chocolate kisses.” I move my mouth to hers, but she swings her head to the side, avoiding me. “Don’t, babe. I want you to taste yourself on me. Taste us together.”
She hesitantly moves her face back and allows me to kiss her sweetly. Her hands move up my back, scraping her nails along my hot skin, and I groan into her mouth.
“I want you, Ember. Every. Single Piece. Of. You.”
She nods against my mouth and reaches down to grab my throbbing dick. “I want you, too.”
That’s all she has to say to get me moving. I roll off of her and kick off my boots, removing my wallet from my pocket. Once my jeans and boxers hit the floor, I grab a condom and place it on the pillow by her head. My movements stop when I see her staring at me with a mix of desire and anxiety.
“Tell me what you’re thinking.” I crawl over to her and run my hand down one side of her face.
“I’m thinking you’re beautiful, everywhere.”
“Not sure if that’s a compliment. Usually, I reserve beautiful for you.”
“Would you rather me say that you are perfect? Every inch of you is amazing?”
“Once again, words I would use to describe you.” I nibble on her earlobe.
“Shit, I guess I’ve never seen a body as perfect as yours, and I’m not really sure what to do.”
My dick stays hard, but something in her tone doesn’t sit well with me. “Ember, what do you mean, you don’t know what to do?” When I look at her, heat creeps up her cheeks, and the splotches start to form on her neck.
“Calm down, babe.”
“Robbie, my sexual experience is limited. Very limited. I’ve been with one guy, and it wasn’t anything to brag about.”