“Sorry, but I made a promise to my lingerie designer.” She reaches around to her back and lowers a hidden zipper, then slips her dress over her head and drops it on a chair. “I need you to get the full effect.” She’s mouth-watering in sheer, pale-blue lace and silk. Her perfect fucking breasts, heavy and full. And her rose-colored nipples are two hard peaks my mouth aches to taste.
I hesitantly take a step closer, before she places a hand on my chest. “Any notes for the designer?”
“You’re fucking perfect.” I run a hand down her face as my mouth captures hers. Then, with one hand holding the back of her head, I push her back flat against the table and strip out of my shirt.
Her greedy gaze licks my skin.
But it’s my turn to play.
I steal an ice cube from the bucket the wine is lying in and drag it down her body, tracing her curves. Learning them. Loving them. Memorizing them as if they hold the keys to the kingdom and my life depends on getting in. Leaving a trail of water against her hot skin as I go. I circle her tits, one then the other, trailing lightly over her nipples, eliciting a gasp as they harden even more.
Her belly quivers as I slide the ice down her taut stomach, dipping into her bellybutton before tracing the curves of her flared hips. Her panties match her bra and tie in blue silk bows at her hips I ache to untie. But all in due time.
The fabric covering her sex is soft and sheer.
It’s also wet.
Instead of pulling them down her legs, I run what’s left of the ice cube over the lips of her pussy through the outside of her panties. My girl’s back bows off the table, and she screams out my name. With the ice cube forgotten, I lick the lips of her pussy through the fabric, and Daphne whimpers. So I flatten my tongue and do it again. And again. And again. I eat her through her fucking soaked panties until she’s screaming my name, begging me for more. Her knees clamp tight against my head, and her knuckles are turning white from her effort to grip the edge of the table. But the tease is too fun to stop.
The taste of Daphne on my tongue is better than any meal I’ve ever eaten.
And her cries have me achingly hard again.
“Max, please,” she cries out as I spear her clit, then suck it into my mouth, and her entire body shakes with her orgasm as she moans my name.
My name on her lips snaps the last string of control I have left.
Fuck me, I need to hear that again.
I stand and grab a condom from my pocket as I shuck my jeans and boxers. I stare down at Daphne laid out before me, her chest heaving and her hair splayed out around her like a golden halo.
Jesus Christ. She’s the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen.
Needing her naked more than my next breath, I rip the panties from her hips and drop them to the floor.
“Hey...” she protests. “Those are new.”
I quickly smack her pussy, and she moans as her body shakes in response. “I’ll buy you another pair.” Then I fist my cock and drag it through her drenched sex. “Tell me what you want, Daphne.”
“You.” She reaches her arm up and drags it down my chest. “I want you, Max. Just you.”
I push into her throbbing heat in a hard thrust, then pull out and do it again.
Her breasts bounce with every movement.
My hands slide up her body and over her nipples. Tweaking them. Pinching them. Eliciting every moan I can out of Daphne. Then I drag them down to her waist and grip tightly as I pull her body against mine on each snap of my hips.
She wraps her legs around my waist, her feet digging into my ass and urging me on.
“Yes, Max. God, yes.” Her lids flutter shut.
“Eyes on me, siren. Watch me fuck you. Tell me what you need.” I move my hands to her back and prop her up so I can take her mouth.
The new angle has her vibrating around me as her pussy clamps down on my cock.
I pick her up off the table and pull her down on me as I thrust up again and again.
Daphne wraps her arms around my neck and kisses me fiercely through her moans.
Her thighs clench around me.
And my balls draw up tight to my body before we both fucking explode in a white-hot heat of ecstasy.
I hold her tightly to me.
Not ready to lose the connection yet.
If ever.