“Oh no, don’t start that with me. Last thing you told me I needed was Sean.”
She continued like I never even spoke “You need a real date. Someone with potential.”
“No, Margot. Absolutely not!” I said, louder than I intended. “I’m on a date with Sean, and you are talking about setting me up with someone else?”
Margot held up her hands in surrender. “Fine,” she said, “then at least make sure junior knows his place. Make sure that he knows that you are not exclusive.”
She gave me a pointed look and headed for the door. I took a deep breath and followed.
When we got back, Sean stood to let me slide into the booth. He slid in next to me, watching me with concern.
“You okay?” he asked.
I swallowed my nerves, forced a smile to my face, and nodded. He seemed less than convinced but didn’t push.
The rest of dinner went pretty well. Derek seemed like a nice enough guy, funny and charming, but knowing Margot he would be gone by the end of the week. Sean continued to watch me, and I did my best to ease his concern, but I was freaking out. Margot was right. Family things like Gran’s party were something you brought a girlfriend to, not a casual date.
The waiter brought the check, and Sean and Derek argued over who would pick it up. Derek won, insisting that he should pay since he and Margot had interrupted on our evening.
We said our good-byes, and Sean and I headed back toward the theater.
“Want to tell me what happened?” Sean said, focusing on the ground as he unbuttoned his suit jacket.
I looked at him, my arms folded across my chest. “What do you mean?”
“You seemed different when you and Margot came back to the table. Did you guys have a fight?”
I shook my head. “No,” I said, turning to face him. Worry was splashed across his beautiful face, and I hated it. His infectious smile was what drew me to him in the first place. The pure joy that radiated from him was like nothing I’d ever felt before. I wanted that smile back. I craved that joy and the way his touch lit me from within.
“I’m just thinking too much.” I looked up at him, hoping we could get back to where we were before Margot got inside my head. I wanted to live in that moment, if only just for tonight.
His lips curled, and he stepped toward me, his fingers brushing against my cheek before threading into my hair. “Guess I’ll just have to distract you again,” he said, leaning in for a kiss.
What started out as a sweet, gentle kiss quickly turned to something much more heated as he parted my lips with his tongue. I didn’t care that we were in the middle of downtown on the street. Nothing mattered in that moment except how his hands felt around my waist, the taste of his lips, his tongue. I fisted his jacket, desperate for him to be closer as I gave in, letting him consume me.
Sean pulled away, leaving us both a little breathless. “Let’s get out of here,” he said. Still speechless from the power of that kiss, I nodded. He took my hand, and we headed off to the parking garage.
Chapter 12
Sean
We stumbled into the elevator, and I pressed her into the back wall, kissing her hard and deep as she moaned into my mouth. I gripped her hip, running my hand down the soft skin of her thigh to her knee, and hiked her leg high on my hip, grinding my erection against her heat.
I kissed my way down her neck as she gripped and pulled at my hair. If the elevator didn’t hurry up, I wasn’t above fucking her right there against the wall.
The door opened on her floor and I released her, both of us breathing heavily as we exited the elevator. I followed her down the hall as she dug in her bag for her keys. When we reached her apartment, she stopped and I reached for her hips, pulling her back tight against my chest, my cock pressed against her perfect ass as I kissed her neck, my teeth grazing the smooth skin of her shoulder. I slid my fingers down her hip until I reached the hem of her dress.
She was having trouble getting the keys in the door and I smiled against her skin, reveling in the effect I had on her as I pushed my hand under the hem of her dress.
She’d barely gotten the door opened before I backed her into the wall just inside the apartment. Our lips crashed together, a frantic mess of tongues and teeth. I didn’t want my first time inside her to be against the wall in her hallway. I wanted her naked and spread out beneath me, screaming my name as that beautiful pink tint spread across her body.
I broke the kiss with an audible pop. “Which way?” I asked, breathing heavily. Madison pointed down the hall to my left. With a tight grip on her ass, I lifted her and carried her down the hall into the first room I came to. Lucky for me, we seemed to be in the right place and I set her down on the large bed, running my hands up her sides to cup her cheeks.
“Beautiful,” I whispered as I brought my lips back to hers, kissing her soft and slowly as she ran her hands up my stomach. My dick was painfully hard at this point. Every touch, every kiss, was agony.
She pushed her hands inside my suit jacket and off my shoulders until it slipped easily from my arms. She pulled my shirt free from my pants, and I watched as she slowly undid every button. I groaned as her fingers trailed down my skin, causing every muscle in my chest and stomach to flex and twitch beneath her touch.
Her fingers traveled south, grazing the trail of hair that disappeared into the waistband of my pants, and a growl tore from my throat. I pulled her tight against my chest and spun her fast, pulling her back against me so my cock was pressed right against her ass. She gasped and I loosened my grip a little and pressed a soft kiss to her shoulder. I was rewarded with a sigh as she relaxed and rested her head back against my shoulder.
I felt crazed. I wanted nothing more than to push her down on the bed and bury myself deep inside her gorgeous body, but I wanted her to feel relaxed, safe, and desired. I wanted her to trust me, with her body, with her heart.
I slid my hand down the creamy skin of her back and pulled down the zipper of her dress, then pressed a kiss between her shoulder blades.
She shivered, arched her back, and stepped away from me. She turned slowly and let the dress fall from her body. Then she reached behind her back to unclasp her bra and let it slip from her shoulders. Her chest was bare, but I couldn’t look away from her face. Those beautiful eyes that were filled with a mix of desire and vulnerability, the light pink tint of her skin, those gorgeous lips, red and swollen from my kisses.
It was clear she wanted this, wanted me. I could see it in the flush of her cheeks and the goosebumps that spread across her skin when I touched her, but she was scared too. Scared of getting hurt, of not being enough, of letting go. I made sure she was watching as my eyes trailed across her naked body. I was rewarded by that beautiful pink color spreading across her cheeks and chest.
I smiled. “I love it when you blush,” I said before kissing her hard and deep, pushing us both forward until we crashed down onto the mattress. I pulled away and trailed my fingers down her sides and across her thighs. I lifted her leg and pressed a kiss to her calf and smiled against her skin as she let out the softest moan.
She was still wearing her heels, and as hot as the thought of fucking her with her heels biting into the skin of my ass was, that fantasy could wait. I pulled her heels off, tossing them over my shoulder as she giggled, her breasts bouncing as she laughed.
I reached for my pants, pulled a condom from my wallet, and tossed it on the bed beside her head. She rose to her knees, her lips exploring the hard plains of my chest, her tongue flicking out to taste my skin. I closed my eyes, fighting for control. Her lips on my skin had me seconds from losing it, and I was far from ready for this night to be over.
She kissed her way up from my collarbone before her lips finally met mine. I gripped the back of her neck, holding her there. I pushed my tongue into her mouth as her fingers tangled and tugged at my hair. Kissing Madison just got better and better. Her lips were soft and sweet, her tongue smooth and hot in my mouth. I could spend t
he rest of my life just kissing her and die a very happy man.
She sucked my bottom lip into her mouth and released it with a loud pop, the perfect mix of pleasure and pain as her fingers trailed back down my stomach to my belt. She pulled the leather free from the buckle and flicked the button on my waist band. I groaned as her fingers brushed against me through the smooth fabric of my pants. Once undone, she slid my pants down my thighs and let them pool at my feet. I kicked them free and buried my hands into her hair, kissing her harder, needing to taste her again.
She slipped her hand into my boxers and wrapped it around me as a deep moan rumbled in my chest. The feel of her fingers wrapped around my cock was indescribable. I pushed my boxers to the floor and crawled up the bed, dragging her beneath me.
I ran my hand down the warm skin of her stomach as I kissed her. I pushed my fingers beneath the delicate lace of her panties, and she moaned against my mouth as my fingers slid against the warm, wet skin of her pussy.
“Fuck,” I groaned against her hot, wet mouth. “You’re soaked.”
My fingers made contact with her clit, and she cried out as I moved in slow, punishing circles, teasing and coaxing breathy moans as her body arched beneath me. She sucked air in through her teeth and bit down hard on my lip.
I pulled my fingers from her and her body tensed. I smiled as she watched me pull her panties down, her hips rising off the bed so I could easily slide them down her legs. She was growing desperate, and my cock twitched against her thigh as she shivered beneath my fingers.
Rising up on my knees, I reached for the condom and tore the foil packet with my teeth, quickly sliding the condom down my length. Her eyes followed my hand as it slid down my cock. I gave it another stroke as she swallowed hard, never taking her eyes from me.
She looked up and hooked her finger, beckoning me forward, and I smiled as I crawled up her body, parting her legs with my knee and settling myself between her soft thighs. Gone was the fear and the doubt in her eyes. She was ready, and fuck me, so was I.
I leaned in and kissed her, my hips thrusting the head of my cock against her sex in rhythm with my tongue. She let out a low growl of frustration. I laughed and pulled away slightly. “Did you just growl at me?”
“I want you inside me,” she said, wrapping her arms around my neck and pulling my lips back down to hers.
“Slow down, cougar. I’ll get there,” I said, leaning back down to kiss her.
She playfully slapped at my chest as I continued to tease her, laughing between heated kisses. Before long she was giggling right along with me. The head of my cock grazed her slick entrance, and the desperate need to have her warred with the desire to take it slow and savor every inch of her as our kisses became frantic.
My fingers bit into the soft skin of her hips and her hands tangled in my hair, our mouths locked in a battle of tongues and teeth.
When I thought I would break, I pulled back and looked down into her gorgeous blue eyes that were wild and filled with lust. “I don’t think I can be gentle,” I said.
She leaned forward. Her soft, swollen lips brushed against mine as she spoke. “I don’t want you to,” she said.
She reached between us and wrapped her hand around me. I closed my eyes and kissed her hard, trapping her bottom lip between my teeth as she positioned the head of my cock at her entrance.
I met her eyes, and she nodded, answering my unasked question. It was all I needed, and I thrust into her until I was fully sheathed inside her warm, wet body. We cried out together as I stilled, trying to regain control of my body. Fuck, she felt good. I was already close, and I took a deep breath and pulled out slowly, only to thrust inside her again. She felt like she was custom made for me. We fit like a glove, and I wanted to stay like this, inside her, those long, luscious legs wrapped around my waist forever.
I pulled out only to slam myself back into her, my hips slapping hard against her thighs as she cried out, her fingernails digging into the flesh of my shoulders.
I started to move, pushing into her over and over as my lips traveled to her neck and the top of her breast. I sucked her soft, pink nipple into my mouth and pulled at the hard bud of her nipple as I thrust inside her. She moaned and pushed her hips against me, forcing me deeper inside her.
I kissed my way across her chest, paying ample attention to her other breast as she thrust her fingers into my hair, crying out for more. I released her nipple with a loud pop and gripped the back of her knees, pulling her legs up and resting her ankles on my shoulders. The change in position allowed me to push myself deeper, and she cried out, moaning incoherently as she slammed her hips down onto me.
I could tell she was close. Her muscles tightened, and her breathing came fast and loud as I continued to move inside her. “Talk to me, baby. Tell me how it feels,” I said.
“So good,” she cried. “Don’t stop!”
I smiled and turned my head. Pressing a kiss to her calf, I thrust in hard. She was done. Her body clenched around me, milking my cock as I continued to push inside her, letting her ride out the pleasure as it crashed over her.
When she started to come down from her orgasmic high, I released her legs and wrapped them tight around my waist, pounding into her in short, hard strokes. I braced my hands on either side of her head and smiled as I watched her come apart beneath me.
“Give me another,” I demanded. I slipped my hand between us, my fingers circling her clit. Her eyes flew open and she cried out, her thighs gripping my legs as I pushed inside her over and over. “Come for me, beautiful,” I said, my lips brushing against hers as I spoke. I kissed her neck and continued down, pulling her nipple into my mouth and trapping it between my teeth. Her muscles tightened, and she cried out, her back arching off the bed as she came.
I slowed down, pushing myself all the way inside her, then stilling before slowly pulling back out. We were both breathing heavily, her eyes closed and a lazy smile spread wide across her beautiful face.
“Open your eyes, beautiful,” I said.
When our eyes met, I saw it. Everything I was feeling was reflected in her eyes. The want, the need, the pure unfiltered joy. My heart swelled with pride. I gave this to her. I was the one to make her happy. It was everything to me. She was everything. Casual wasn’t going to cut it. I wanted her, all of her, and I wasn’t going to settle for less.
Sweat dripped down my chest, and I knew I couldn’t hold out for much longer. I slid my hand under her ass and lifted her, sinking back on my heels and pulling her with me. She wrapped her arms around my neck and pressed her chest against mine. She straddled my thighs and sank back down onto me. My eyes closed, and I groaned as her tight wet body wrapped around my dick.
I opened my eyes and she smiled, grinding her hips against mine, her muscles squeezing my cock as I slid from her body. She sank back down onto me, her ass settling on the top of my thighs.
Our eyes locked and we watched each other as she continued her slow torturous pace. We breathed each other in, our bodies slick with sweat.
She shifted her hips again and I growled, gripping her ass and thrusting my hips up into her hard. “Fuck me,” I cried out.
With a wicked smile spread wide across her face, she leaned in and whispered, “With pleasure,” into my ear before sucking the lobe into her mouth.
She pushed against my chest, and I fell back against the mattress. She bit her lip and shifted her hips, adjusting her legs on either side of me as I slid deeper inside her.
She began to move, grinding her clit against me, and she rocked her hips back and forth, taking control and setting the pace. The smooth slide of her body over mine was torture and heaven all wrapped up in one tight little package. I groaned as she picked up the pace, moaning as she rode me faster and harder with every pass.
She threw her head back, and her beautiful breasts bounced and moved above me as she rode my cock.
“Fuck, that’s good,” I said, gripping her hips and guiding her to move faster, thrusting
my hips up to meet her as she moved. She cried out, her pussy gripping me as she screamed my name into the darkness. She pushed up on her knees, the intensity of her orgasm proving to be too much, but I wanted more. I was so close. My orgasm was crawling its way up my legs. I thrust into her as her body continued to shake with pleasure.
I pushed in roughly, once, twice, then I was gone. I came violently inside her, shuddering as I gripped her hips and held her in place until the last wave of pleasure had passed.
She collapsed heavily onto my chest, her body spent right along with mine. I took deep gasping breaths as my heart thundered in my chest. My mouth was dry, my muscles weak and sore, my head clouded, and there was a smile spread wide across my face.
I ran a hand down her smooth, naked back and playfully smacked her ass. Startled, she turned to look up at me, a bright smile on her lips, her hair damp with sweat and sticking to her forehead.
She leaned forward and pressed her lips to mine, kissing me deeply, her tongue pushing past my lips and her arms wrapped around my neck.
She kissed her way across my jaw to my ear. “Round two?” she whispered.
I chuckled. “Jesus, woman, give me a minute. I’m not a machine.” Who was I kidding? I was already half hard from that kiss alone.
She laughed and rolled to her side. I slipped from her body and made quick work of disposing of the condom. I reached for my wallet on the floor and groaned when I discovered we’d used the only condom I had.
“What?” she asked.
“That was the only condom I brought with me,” I said, turning to face her and resting my hand on her stomach.
She smiled and leaned over, pulling open the drawer in her nightstand. She rolled over and dropped a brand new box of condoms on my chest. I looked down at them then back at her.
“You were that confident you’d be getting laid tonight?”
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