His hands found their way under her blouse to cup her breasts. Sofia moaned and arched her back. Dylan pulled them back out and his fingers struggled with each button, trying to be delicate, when all he wanted was to rip the fucking thing off. She must have picked up on his frustration and her hands replaced his. Finally, she slipped out of her blouse. Then she reached around and unhooked her bra, letting it drop to the floor and exposing her breasts.
Perfect.
His mouth was back on her, this time trailing kisses slowly down her neck, to her collarbone, and finally stopping at her breast. Taking one nipple gently to his mouth, he sucked and nibbled it until her moans filled the room. Then he moved his attention to her other breast, repeating the process. Her hands ran through his hair, and she seemed to be prodding him lower.
“Don’t worry sweetheart, I’ll get there,” he nipped her nipple, “eventually.”
“Dylan, please,” she pleaded.
There would be plenty of time for slow, but he didn’t want to rush it so that she didn’t enjoy herself. Because once he got inside of her, it wouldn’t take much for him to totally lose it. But she wanted more, and he was about to give it to her.
He removed his mouth, tracing kisses lower, over her flat stomach. As he knelt in front of her, his hands slid up her bared legs and beneath her skirt, where they stroked the curve of her ass. Fuck. He should’ve known she’d have a thong on.
Sofia reached behind her back and unzipped her skirt, letting it slip down lower. Dylan moved his hands so it could drop to the floor. Then he reached up and hooked his thumbs in either side of the strings across her hips, sliding down the thong. Sofia rested a hand on his shoulder as she stepped out of them, leaving her standing naked in front of him.
His mouth kissed and licked its way to her clit. He felt her shudder and her nails dug into his shoulder. “You taste so sweet,” he muttered against her flesh.
“Dylan, please…I can’t…” she said, her legs trembling.
He trailed kisses up again to claim her lips. Swiftly, never lifting his lips from hers, he picked her up and carried her down the hall to his bedroom. He laid her on the bed then quickly stripped off all his clothing, the buttons from his shirt echoed as they made contact with the hardwood floor. He could see her eyes roaming over him, taking in the view. Her tongue even darted out and she licked her lips as her eyes lingered over his cock. There was no way he was going to let her have a taste, because he was barely holding on now.
But before he could return to her, she was on her knees, reaching out to him. Her tongue darted out and licked him. Fuck. He knew he should push her away, but his body resisted. A low, husky growl echoed through the room and encouraged her to take more of him. His hands tangled in her long, dark hair, moving strays away from her face so he could watch as she licked him. She gripped his cock and took him fully into her mouth. Oh fuck! Her could feel her moans vibrating around him.
“God, baby, that feels so damn good.” Dylan added, “Too good.”
She hungrily took all he had to offer, sucking him deeply. Her tongue pressed firmly against his base to the head before circling and taking him in again, sucking harder and faster than the time before.
Dylan pulled away from her quickly, before it was too late. His cock was throbbing and close to release. Huskily, he said, “I don’t want this to end before it even starts. And I want to taste you again.”
Sofia didn’t resist, and lay back on the bed. Her confidence in the bedroom was a fucking major turn-on. When he joined her on the bed, Dylan parted her legs with one hand, giving him full access. His mouth quickly devoured her and her cries echoed through the room when his tongue first touched her clit. He used his tongue to tease while his strong hands clenched her ass, pulling her up closer to him.One hand slid around, and he dipped a finger into her hot core. He could feel her tighten around him.
“You’re so wet,” he said against her folds. Once again, she tightened around his finger. As he entered her again, it didn’t take long to find the spot inside that made her quiver and rock her hips. Using his thumb, he stroked her clit faster and faster, until he felt the waves of her climax take over and her body tense.
He whispered, “You don’t know how badly I want to feel you wrapped around me.” He pulled away slightly but wrapped her legs around him, trying to hold her in place. “Sweetheart, I just need to get a condom.”
Only then did she release her hold. He reached out to the nightstand, opened the drawer, and pulled out a gold foil packet. He sheathed himself, then returned to kneel between her legs.
“Please,” she begged.
Once he looked into her smoldering, lustful eyes, he entered her in a swift thrust. Yes! He knew exactly how to please her and positioned himself so he stroked her G-spot with each thrust. Quickly, another climax shook her.
As her moans filled the room, he found it impossible to contain his own. He stopped briefly to adjust his position, so her hips lifted from the bed, before he thrust deep within her again. He knew when to take them forward and when to pause long enough for the intensity to heighten. Sensing her need for more, he went even deeper and faster to bring her to climax a third time. But this time, Dylan couldn’t hold back. His own release shook him as he erupted into an explosive wave.
His body trembled, and sweat dripped from his head. That was fucking mind-blowing, and he was spent. Collapsing beside her, he rolled onto his back. Dylan pulled her so she rolled half onto him. With their legs entwined, breathing slowing, they lay holding each other.
Dylan could barely think, and his entire body seemed to have been drained of all energy. What the hell just happened? He’d been with many women, but never had a reaction like this. It more powerful than he’d ever imagined anything could be. And Sofia was so responsive to his touch that he figured she was feeling the same.
She stirred in his arms and said, “That was…amazing.”
“I’m not going to argue with you on that.”
“But we better get to sleep. Tomorrow is my first day on the job, and I don’t want to go into work with bags under my eyes.”
Dylan laughed. “Funny you mention that. I scheduled you to meet with HR tomorrow after lunch.”
Sofia lifted her head off his chest and looked at him. “You mean I don’t have to be up bright and early tomorrow?”
“Nope. Why?”