Page 24 of Business Casual

“What do you want, Imani?” The need in his voice, in his question turned me on.

Instead of answering, I created a small amount of space between us so I could reach behind my back. With my eyes locked with his, I unzipped my dress. Slipping the straps from my shoulders, I let the fabric fall to my feet.

His breaths came out in heavy bursts as his eyes devoured me. “Say it,” he begged.

“I want you to fuck me—”

Before I could finish my entire thought, he crashed his lips into mine. I gasped as he pushed me against the wall, overpowering me with his strength, overwhelming me with his affection. His touch felt so good over my bare skin.

“Tre,” I moaned into his mouth when his tongue grazed mine.

I grabbed him, pulling at his clothes to strip him. I simultaneously wanted him closer to me and wanted him naked. I moved my fingers, squeezing and gripping as best I could through his pants. He groaned into my mouth, and I quivered. The sound of his desire was music to my ears and shot fire through my body. Losing myself in that kiss, in his touch, in that moment, I was ready to bend over right in my foyer.

He pulled out of the kiss, leaving me breathless. “I want to take you to your room before things go any further. Where’s your bedroom?”

“There,” I told him, pointing to the room with the light at the end of the hallway. I turned to walk, but he stopped me.

“No.” He blocked my movements with his body. “I’m taking you to your room,” he growled against my neck before bending down and lifting me.

I gasped and then wrapped my legs around his middle. With long strides, he managed to get us to my room safely even though I was kissing all over him.

“Do you have a condom?” I whispered in his ear before biting down on his earlobe.

“I have one…” He placed me at the foot of my bed and then stepped back to look at me, taking off his shirt. “Do you have any?”

I nodded as his hands wrapped around my neck and then coasted down my chest. Using his thumbs, he rubbed my hard nipples gently.

“Good,” he uttered. “Because once isn’t going to be enough with you.”

Oh shit!

As my body reacted to his words, he licked his lips and then placed them on my collarbone. Trailing downward, his mouth brushed against my enflamed skin. His warm, wet mouth covered one and then the other nipple, alternating between the two. He gently scraped his teeth over them to intensify the sensation and I almost lost it.

My eyes closed and my head tipped back. Heat spread from deep within my belly throughout my entire body. Massaging the meaty flesh of my breasts, he kept licking, sucking, and kneading until I was completely under his control.

My nails dug into his shoulders as I tried to keep my balance. “That feels… so good,” I exhaled wantonly.

“I can make you feel better,” he promised.

His right hand still had a tight grip on my breast while his left hand moved down my belly. His fingertips lightly touched my skin, leaving a scorching path to my last piece of clothing, my lace G-string. “Let me make you feel better.”

“Yes, please,” I murmured incoherently as I tried to get ahold of myself. But as soon as his long fingers reached my panty line, I was in no condition to communicate verbally.

“Your panties are soaked,” he whispered as he stroked me through the damp material. “You want me to take them off of you?”

I couldn’t do anything but nod as his stroking became more insistent.

“Or do you want me to eat around them?”

I closed my eyes and relished the feeling of him playing with my body. My wet panties were sticking to me as he teased me. “Yes. Tre, yes.”

“Does that mean both?” His whispered words mixed with his skilled fingers, and I moaned louder. “You want me to taste you?”

My breathing was erratic, and my hips started gyrating against his hand, but I managed to nod.

“You’re going to lay down and spread out for me?”

Both sexually and emotionally, I felt myself approaching the point of no return. “Yesssssssss,” I hissed, my leg jerking involuntarily.

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