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Leaning down, I brush my lips over hers. A soft glide… really, it’s the permission I said I wasn’t asking for, but I’m a gentleman.
It’s only when Abby slides a hand behind my neck to pull me to her that I know she wants this as much as I do. Her mouth opens to me, and our tongues dance. My hands span her waist, and I hold her tight, content to feel her mouth alone.
But when she issues a low moan across my lips, I can’t help but let one hand slip down to cup her ass before pulling her flush against my body. And Christ, she feels good.
Way too fucking good as my cock starts to thicken, and that’s not what I came here for.
Not really.
I pull free of the kiss, and her eyes snap open to regard me with surprise. Brushing my lips gently against hers, I whisper, “If we don’t stop, this is going to go way too far, way too fast. I’m afraid, Dr. Blackburn, that you’ve got the ability to make me lose control.”
Abby leans in, presses her lips to the hollow of my throat, and murmurs, “If you’re looking for me to be the good little girl and accept your gentlemanly offer to slow down, you’re kissing the wrong girl.”
I smile as my forehead drops to hers. “Deep down, I know you’re going to be lots of trouble for me. Not sure what it says about me that I like that notion.”
Abby’s laugh is soft and husky. Her hands come to my face, and she pulls back slightly so our eyes meet again. “We’ve got two choices. We can go eat cake, or we can have sex, and I really don’t think the cake is a good choice, which is a very weird thing for me to say since I love cake.”
“I’m a guy, so you know I’m going to choose sex. Also, we can eat the cake after… in bed.”
“That might be the most romantic thing I’ve ever heard,” she quips, and I laugh.
She’s fucking delightful. Witty, sexy, and I cannot wait to get between her legs.
No sense in waiting when she’s given the green light. I pull her tank top over her head, quickly followed with the swift removal of her bra. I step back and get an eyeful, her tits absolutely perfect, nipples already puckered tight.
I put my hands under her ass and lift her into the air, but not to kiss her on the mouth. Instead, I suck one of those perfect nipples into my mouth, causing her to groan. Leaning back, I grin at her. “Point me in the direction of the nearest bed.”
“Down the hall to the left.”
Moonlight filters through lacy curtains, dappling her bed. I drop her body there, and she gasps when my hands move immediately to her shorts. It’s a simple matter of undoing the button, whipping down the zipper, and pulling the offending denim away. Underneath is a minuscule pair of yellow lace panties.
I cup her between the legs, groaning at the heat and dampness I find there. I can’t even wait to pull them off her legs, instead inching my fingers under the material to plunge inside of her.
“Oh fuck,” Abby groans, bucking her hips upward. “That feels so good.”
“Going to feel better.” I lean over her, my free hand pressed into the mattress near her head, and crush my mouth to hers. A storm of lust swirls around us both, and I don’t hesitate to plunge my tongue into her mouth while I fuck her with my fingers. She’s so goddamn tight and hot and wet, and it’s crazy how fast this is all moving and yet it’s not going fast enough.
Abby starts tearing at my clothes, and because I need us both naked now, I help her. Able to kick off my shoes as she rips at my T-shirt, I bat her hands away as she’s more hindrance than help. I divest myself of clothing, but before I drop my pants to the floor, I grab my wallet and pinch the condom I’d tucked in there before I got out of the car.
Abby watches with interest, and I grin at her sheepishly. “I stopped at the store on the way. I wasn’t expecting this, but I knew it was coming at some point. I wanted to be prepared.”
Abby laughs. “You’re a regular Boy Scout.”
“The things I want to do to you they don’t teach in the Boy Scouts.”
“Can’t wait to see what you’ve got.” Abby pushes and kicks her panties down her silky thighs while I rip the condom open and roll it onto my cock.
“Scoot back and spread your legs,” I order her.
She doesn’t hesitate to obey, and while I know she expects me to fall on top of her for perhaps a fast and hard fuck, I’ve got other things in mind.