His Curvy Architect

It was enough to make my knees shake. “Rhett…” I groan slightly as I noticed his lips curve up into a smirk. He knew exactly what he was doing to me. Finally putting me out of my misery, he dipped his head down and pressed his lips against mine. Just like the first time we kissed, it sent my heart in a rapid pace.

I wanted him. I couldn’t fight back anymore, I needed him.

His hands found my shoulders, his fingers slipping underneath the lace. With such a gentle touch, he traveled his hands behind me until finding the top of my zipper. With his mouth occupying my own, he began pulling it downward. In no mood to stop him, I lifted my back away from the door to give him enough room to drag it all the way downward. Once the zipper came to a stop, he helped pull the sleeves down my arms. While his hands were busy, I made use of my own.

Touching his chef coat, I went to unbutton them from the top, heading down below. With slight difficulty, he was patient as I made my way to the bottom.

He cursed softly when pulling away for only a moment, taking my appearance and when my dress slipped down. “How can you be this beautiful?” he asked me, his voice breathy as if my appearance knocked the air right out of his lungs.

His compliments left me flustered and red. I couldn’t remember the last time a man made me feel this way. This appreciated. I was glad I picked out my best bra for the occasion.

Pushing away his coat, I hungrily ate up his own appearance. His undershirt clung to his chest, leaving me little to my imagination. I found myself eager to get my hands on it, I wanted to pull away the shirt to reveal what he was hiding underneath.

Biting my lip, I looked at him longingly. “I want you,” I confessed to him, “I’m not sure how much longer I can wait.” I didn’t think I would have to beg, I was pretty sure he could hear it in my voice.

Dipping his head, he let his lips brush against my own once more. “I didn’t intend on making you wait.” He promised me before adding pressure to the kiss. Unlike the first kiss we had, there was a lack of caution. The moment he kissed me, I was immediately sucked in to him. Wrapping my arms around his neck, I attempted to pull him even closer to me. Groaning against kiss, I parted my own to let his tongue lavish me.

His hands ran down my body, stopping at my thighs. I let out a gasp when he suddenly lifted me from the ground. Clinging onto him for dear life, he carried me with ease as he walked away from the door and headed towards his desk. While he focused on traveling, I turned my attention to his mouth. Caressing his stubble covered cheeks with the palms of my hands, I let my tongue run along his. Now that I had the time, I wanted to appreciate the taste of him. He amazed me as he managed to keep up with me perfectly.

When he set me down on his desk, I was forced to break apart from him. Biting my lip, I looked up at him. He seemed so much taller than me when he towered over me like this. Using his hands to open my thighs, he stepped forward and fit perfectly between them. Pressed up against me, I could feel his arousal against my sex. He was just as turned on by this as I was. Staring into his deep eyes, I noticed his attention drift downwards.

Realizing he was eyeing my cleavage, I bit back a smile. Curling my fingers around the edge of his desk, I did what I had to in order to hold on. “It unclasps from the front,” I told him as my cheeks continued to burn. “I don’t mind,” I smiled slightly as I noticed his hands twitch at his sides.

The look he gave me alone was enough to tell me that I was torturing him. He seemed just as impatient by this as I was. Sucking in a breath, I watched as his hands lifted to my bra.

“It’s been a long time since I’ve done this,” he confessed softly as his fingers brushed against my breasts.

Goosebumps rose on my skin as I met his eye for a moment. Was he suggesting that he hadn’t been with a woman for a while? I couldn’t possibly imagine how a guy like this could be without a woman’s touch for very long. It just made me feel that much more special. Even if this was just going to be a one-time thing, I was glad that he picked me.

I watched as his fingers carefully wrapped around the clasp. Sucking in a breath, I hoped he couldn’t feel my heartbeat pounding against my chest. I prayed he couldn’t tell how nervous I was. It helped a little that he looked just the same as he tried to undo my bra. I couldn’t imagine how someone like him could be nervous.

After a moment, he finally succeeded at releasing the clasp and before I knew it, my bra hung loosely on my shoulders. With my breasts revealed, I grew pinkish as that nervous look in his eyes was replaced by one do that showed appreciation.

Pushing my bra off of my shoulders, it fell to the floor and I was left and only my underwear. I was basically naked in front of this man. The way his eyes devoured me, I knew he loved every inch that I had to offer. Hooking my ankles together behind him, I pulled him closer against me. Reaching forward, I clawed at his shirt as I tried to pull it off of him. If I was going to be nearly naked, he was going to do some stripping as well.

He helped me pull his shirt off over his head before tossing it on the ground next to us. Staring at his chest, I swallowed hard. Reaching forward, I allowed my fingertips to run against his skin. While he had a small patch of hair the middle of his chest, the rest of him was smooth. Licking my lips, I remembered just how much I wanted him.

“Evelyn…” He groaned my name has he pressed his arousal against me. I could hear how strained his voice was, I knew he was holding back. I wonder what he would be like if he wasn’t. It left my heart beating even harder in my chest.

Letting my hands run down his stomach, his muscles twitched and flexed beneath my touch as I traveled down to his pants. Keeping eye contact with him, I wrapped my fingers around his belt as I undid it. Going for the button next, I fought to keep my breathing steady. I didn’t want him to realize how much he was affecting me from his presence alone. He barely even touched me and I was already soaking wet from eagerness. It had been a long time since I’ve been with a man, now that I had one so close, it took everything in my power not to just throw myself at him.

He cursed softly as the button of his pants came undone and groaned as I dragged his zipper downward. Taking my time, I could only imagine how much I was torturing him. Once only his boxers were the only thing blocking my path, heat blossomed across my cheeks as I slipped my hand inside. Wrapping my hand around his warm manhood, I sucked in a breath.

He was large. More than I could have ever fantasize in one of my heated nights of sleep. Hearing the soft groans and grunts fall from his lips, I grew more slick. Licking my lips, I gave him a light squeeze.

“You’re sure that no one will walk in on us?” I asked him once more for reassurance. Even though I was nearly naked on his desk, I knew that wasn’t enough to draw attention. But the moment I gave in to the temptation in front of me, I wasn’t sure I would be able to hold back. What if I was too loud and someone noticed?

He shook his head, his lids half lowered as he was slowly caving in to my touch. “I’ll be damned if I let anyone else see you like this.” he promised me, a slight hint of possessiveness in his voice.

A wave of warmth spread through my chest as I nodded, “Okay.” I told him as I hold my hand out away from him. Using both of my hands to support my weight behind me, I looked at him with a slight hint of desperation in my eyes. After doing everything we had already done, I wasn’t sure how much longer I would last without knowing how he felt inside of me.

Hearing my approval, he leaned down, his own hands brushing against mine as his chest was merely centimeters away from mine. “You cannot imagine how long I’ve been wanting this.” He groaned softly, his breath brushing against my ear. He then pressed his mouth against my neck, his teeth grazing the sensitive skin.

Parting my lips, I let out a shaky breath has he kissed a trail down to my shoulder blade. Remembering that I had stopped him the last time we had gotten that far, the wall that I had built between us was now no longer stopping me from wanting to enjoy this. Feeling his tongue press against my skin, I shivered in anticipation. He continued his kisses downward before stopping at my breast.

Biting my lip, I tried to remain silent as one of his large palms pressed against one breast while his mouth explored the other. His other hand slid over to my side, keeping me in place as I fought the urge to squirm. Groaning, I closed my eyes and turned my face toward the ceiling.

It was like electricity running through my body as he pinched and squeezed, his mouth doing just as much work. My arms crumbled slightly as I fought to keep myself up. All I could do was focus on the feel of his his teeth against my hardened bud.