“What?”
She bites her lip. “I googled you. I swear that I’ve never actually done that before. You just kind of were always in my head, I never thought to look you up. So, I know that when you say that you’re good at stuff and that you split off on your own that you’re being extremely modest. And now I know why you were able to call in so many favors. The pictures of your stuff are incredible.”
“Like I said, I just happened to be good at it. The rest is just practice.”
Klara presses her lips to mine, moving slowly and arching into me. My body reacts instinctively, and I know that I could take her again without any trouble. “I think that there’s something to having a natural talent and not just practice. I could say the same for something else that you’re very good at.” The thrust of her hips leaves no room for questions.
“Oh, yeah?”
“Yes.”
In one quick movement, I roll her underneath her and settle my hips between hers. “You’re not bad yourself,” I say softly. “I can’t get enough of you.”
She blushes pink a second before she pushes back, leading me to reverse our positions. “I never got to finish today, when we were interrupted.”
I laugh. “I’m still sorry about that—”
Her mouth closes around my shaft, and all the words are suddenly gone from my vocabulary, just like they were this afternoon. But this time she’s not holding back, not shy, and not teasing me. Klara is going straight for the bull’s eye.
She dives down my length, surrounding me with perfect wet heat. Her lips stretch around me, sucking back to the tip before she lowers herself again. It’s the hottest fucking thing that I’ve ever seen. “God,” I manage to say. “I don’t know whether I’m upset that we were interrupted or glad that we were.”
Her laughter vibrates across my skin, and I have to close my eyes. The movement of her lips. Her tongue. Her mouth. It’s almost too much. My hips lift into her mouth, thrusting deeper, but she doesn’t back away. Instead, her eyes suddenly gleam with interest and she stares up at me while never breaking contact with my skin.
Reaching down, I tangle a hand in her hair. “You need to tell me what you want.”
“What do you mean?” She pulls back and takes a breath.
“I mean that I’m close, and I’m seconds away from flipping you over and fucking you harder than you’ve ever been fucked in your life.” Her eyes go dark at my words. “Or if you want me to do exactly what you said and come all over you.”
Klara’s breath catches, and she stares at me. The lust in her gaze could light this bed on fucking fire. “Your choice,” I say. “But you have to choose now.”
She slides off the bed and onto her knees. One hand is already between her legs and god, I want to be that hand.
“Both,” she gasps. “Both. One and then the other.” Then she smirks. “If you’re up for it.”
My hand is already gliding up and down my shaft, increasing the pleasure that she put there. It’s not going to take long for me to be there. Not with her on her knees in front of me, fingers moving between her thighs, eyes on mine like I’m the only thing in the world that she can see.
Klara gasps again, this time from her own pleasure, lips parting and eyes drifting closed, and that’s enough. Fire races down my spine, grabbing my body and holding it hostage. The explosion of pleasure rips through me like a hurricane, and I come hard.
My cum splashes across Klara’s chest, painting her breasts and upward like the necklace I never knew that I needed to see. She groans and shudders, and I have her up off her knees in a second, moving on pure instinct.
That orgasm didn’t even make a dent in my arousal. I’m still hard and I’m nearly blind as I get the condom on and bend her over the edge of the bed and push in a single thrust.
Klara cries out, and it’s so fucking perfect. She feels so good, pussy gripping my cock and squeezing like a fucking vise. How in the hell did I not notice her? It’s something I don’t think that I’ll ever be able to forgive myself for. I didn’t notice her, and we lost years. If I had just looked at was right in front of me, maybe we could have been doing this all along.
Just like I promised, this is hard and fast. I’m barely on the heels of the last orgasm and the next one is rising just as fast. I drive myself into her again and again and again and Klara’s fingers dig into the bedsheets, holding on. Her pussy flutters around my cock, and the moans coming from her tell me that she’s close. So fucking close. And she’s going to come again.