Page 5 of The Desire

“Do you deserve it?” Undoing my belt, I slide it through the loops in my pants. Popping the button as she starts teasing me with the bottom of her red shirt, pulling it up and showing me part of her breasts.

“Show me and I’ll prove I do.”

Flipping her shirt over her luscious tits, she pushes her breasts together so they stand out, ready for me to devour them.

I can’t get the zipper down quick enough, and there is nothing holding my cock back. Already the tip of it is sticking out from the top of my briefs and leaking pre-come everywhere. I need relief. Pushing my pants and briefs down, I let my cock bounce free and stand straight up on my abs. I can’t help taking it in my hand and squeezing hard just above my balls. I must slow this down. She is taking all my control away from me, and that has never happened before.

“Prove it!” I can barely voice in more than a sexual growl.

I want her, and I want her bad.

I was wrong about her not being my type, because sexually, that body is on the top of my Christmas list this year.

Her top hits the floor, and her tits are bouncing as she closes her eyes, hands in the air and her hips lost in the movement in the music. This is the most sensual thing I’ve witnessed.

Before I can say the words, it’s like she can read my mind. Her arms dropping, her left hand settles on her breast and squeezes to give her some relief, and then what I’m not expecting.

She slides her right hand under the white lace panties, and I can see her rubbing her own clit. The moans coming from her as she is lost in the moment are so sinful. I want to watch her get herself off, but my cock has other ideas. I promised her better than making herself come.

“Stop!” My hoarse voice stills her body, eyes flashing open with a small sense of panic.

“I’m the one who is going to make you fucking come like you’ve never come before.” Standing, I drop the rest of my clothes. Her body is shivering from her heightened awareness of my naked body so close to her.

“Perfect.” I take one of her nipples into my mouth and suck while I run my hands over her body covered in a fine sheen of sweat. Her body is practically on fire from her dance performance that was just for me. Already I’m feeling greedy, and I never want to think of her giving that pleasure to any other man. She’s not mine and never will be, but it doesn’t mean I can’t feel possessive of her.

“Remmmm…” Her body becomes weak in my arms as I continue to bite and tease her supple tits.

From the time I felt the first twitch in my cock as a teenager, when the testosterone was kicking in growing up, the rush always came from looking at a set of nice, plump tits. It’s my thing, and I fucking love to feel them, taste them, and slide my cock between them, the head of my cock reaching in and out of many a woman’s wet mouth as I fuck my way home. I love to coat her face in come as I shoot it into her mouth and watch her lick it off her lips. A satisfying good time before I escort her out the door.

But tonight, I want to feast on all of her, to show Elouise what it’s like to be devoured by a man. Setting the bar so high she will never settle for anything less, or if she does, then she will always remember this Christmas night.

Her breast pops from my mouth, my lips still tingling at the sensation of her hard tantalizing nipple. I drop to my knees, my hands pushing her panties down past her thighs and letting them fall the rest of the way. With our height difference with her still on the table, her sex is at a perfect level for me as I dive in and start to swipe my tongue through her bare pussy.

Fuck, I’m in heaven!

“I can’t stand…” Her voice is weak, telling me if I want her shattering on my cock, I need to move now.

I stand up, and her panting is music to my ears. Wrapping my arms around her waist, I pick her up off the table she’s still standing on and carry her straight to the bed and lay her out. I push her legs apart, crawling over her, and see panic on her face.

“Condom?” She sounds scared that I’ll get angry, but little does she know it’s normally me who insists. There are very few times I have been without one. Usually because I’ve been too drunk. But tonight is different, I’m completely lost in Elouise’s body, which has never happened before.

“Shit, yep.” Pushing back off the bed, I grab my wallet out of my pants pocket, taking one from there. I’m suited up, back between her legs before she has time to lose that high she’s riding.

“Better.” A smile of relief on her face turns into to an open mouth, a loud moan escaping as I pound straight into her.

She’s so fucking tight, fits me like a glove. Her body arches off the bed as I push hard, losing all restraint. We both want this, and I want to make sure she remembers the first one-night stand she had.

My balls are tight and drawing higher. I need to finish this, and as I watch her tits bouncing below me with every thrust, they are calling me.

Dropping my head, I take her nipple between my teeth and bite down hard. Pleasure races through my cock as I bury myself deep inside her, and her pussy shatters, her come exploding all over me.

“Remington!” Her scream is all I need to start unloading inside her. My cock is still pulsing as I ride out the orgasm for both of us.

Rolling off her, I lie on the bed beside her, and it hits me what a huge mistake I’ve just made. The reasons start rattling through my head with speed.

Cutting one of my best friend’s grass, which is not cool and breaking the bro code. No matter if she is right for Flynn or not, he is still trying to get her attention.

Having a one-night stand with a woman I will see all the time, which is a big no-no.

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