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“Spending the night with someone I’m not dating. I mean, I’ve never done one-night stands.”

I laughed. “That’s a very polite way to put it.”

She rotated her glass in her hands, glancing down at it for a split second before making eye contact again. She shook her head and licked her lips. And then I captured her mouth. Fuck, how I’d missed it. Her lips, her taste. I could taste her even with the bourbon and the Pimm’s she’d had.

I lost myself in that kiss faster than I thought possible, deepening it more and more, following her cues. When she sighed, I pushed her farther onto the couch. I heard liquid sloshing and then felt Grace move her arm. I opened one eye andnoticed that she’d put the glass on the table. I’d completely lost control.

All I could think about since having Grace was having her again. My entire body was vibrating with that desperate need. I drew one hand up her thigh, but not under her dress, not yet. I just touched her from her knees to where the fabric started. She moaned again, and I felt the skin on her legs turn into goose bumps. So I moved one hand onto the inner thigh.

“Grace, I want you. But I want you to feel at ease, not forced in any way.” Knowing a bit more about her marriage now, I wanted to be careful.

“Oh, Zachary. Just your concern makes me feel good.”

That was all I needed.

She pressed her chest against me. As I went farther up her inner thigh, I moved my thumb under her dress, drawing circles. A split second later, I realized Grace was shaking slightly in my arms. I inched my hand farther up, and she clenched her thighs together, trapping my hand between them, humming. She parted them the next second. I went even farther up, dragging my hand over her panties. Fuck, they were already soaked.

I pushed the fabric aside and slid three fingers into her. This time her moan was unmistakable; it shook her entire body. That turned me on to no end. I moved two fingers up and down that slip of fabric. I wasn’t in a hurry. I wanted to turn her on so badly that she’d beg for my cock.

I needed to hear her, but I wanted to explore her as well, so I paused the kiss and took my hand from under her dress. She gasped, but then I immediately yanked the dress over her head.

“You’re so sexy,” I murmured. This woman was perfection.

She was wearing white lace lingerie that left absolutely nothing to the imagination. Because it was transparent, I could see her nipples and her pussy. I threw the dress behind me and nearly toppled the glass of bourbon. That gave me an idea. Igrabbed it and held it between us. Grace looked at me through hooded eyelids, her chest quickly rising and falling. I liked how open she was for me already. Tilting the glass, I poured the bourbon over her, starting from under her bra. I caught the liquid with my mouth before it reached her navel.

She gasped, rocking her hips upward. “Zachary!” Her breath hitched.

I did it again, pouring just slightly next to the place where I’d done it before, where her skin was still warm.

“Oh my God!”

Then I poured under her navel and lowered her panties until I’d almost uncovered her clit. This time, I caught the liquid before it reached the fabric. She bucked off the couch so violently that her pussy nearly collided with my face. I wouldn’t mind her sitting on my face, but I had other plans for now. I needed to get her panties out of the way. I yanked them down quickly past her knees and then her ankles, and she spread her thighs wide before I even got to ask for it. She was so ready for me, her pussy plump and wet.

I traced two fingers from her clit to her opening, keeping them there before moving them in a large circular motion.

“Zachary!” Grace exclaimed.

Hearing her say my name sent me into overdrive. With my free hand, I undid my pants and put my hand inside, squeezing my cock and moving my hand up and down. Then I realized Grace was watching me. She tilted her head slightly so she had perfect view. Her eyelids were even more hooded than before.

She licked her lips and said, “I want to do that. I want to touch you. I want your cock in my mouth.”

I nearly burst right then at her words. Rising to my feet, I pushed my pants out of the way, then put one foot on the couch and positioned myself so that my cock was right in front of Grace’s mouth. She immediately licked the crown, and thesensation shot through me. This was going to be intense. She looked at me while I slowly pushed into her mouth. I watched her intently so I could tell how much she could take me in.

She moaned when I was halfway in. I pulled out before pushing into her mouth again. This was fucking good. She was the most beautiful woman in the world, and this was my very favorite view of her: spread open on my couch with my cock in her mouth.

“Touch yourself, Grace. I know you’re dying to.”

She nodded, her eyes almost pleading. I saw her shoulder move as she put her hand between her thighs, and then her mouth clamped tighter around me.

I could die a happy man right now. Taking off my shirt at quick speed because I didn’t want any clothes in the way, I then pushed in and out, taking her cues very seriously. As she moved her hand faster, her body started to jerk, and I pulled out. Her eyes widened.

“Keep touching yourself. I want to see you come right in front of me.”

She winced but didn’t stop moving her hand. She was very, very close to the edge, and I knew what would send her over. I pushed the strap of her bra down on one shoulder, revealing one breast only, then took an ice cube from the glass and drew shapes with it on her sensitive skin. I pressed the flat of my tongue against her nipple, then pulled my head back and ran the ice cube over her hard nub.

“Oh my God!” Her voice shook. She was close.

I took the nipple in my mouth again, playing with the ice on her breast before letting it slide in a straight line from under her bra to her clit.