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Sienna

T he movie we picked for movie night is one of my favorites, but for the life of me, I can't concentrate on the storyline. I only know that Josie is an undercover reporter, going back to high school, because I've watched the movie numerous times. I've never understood why she goes undercover at a high school. I guess I won't find out tonight either.

Allday, I pictured how I would seduce Wyatt, but now faced with the reality of doing it, nothing I planned seems right.

Glancing at him from the corner of my eye, I bite my lower lip. He looks so natural sitting on my couch watching a movie.

It's now or never.

Leaping off the couch, I stand and face him as I pull off my shirt, throwing it somewhere behind. Next, I shimmy out of my jeans, kicking them to the side, leaving me in only my favorite lavender lace bra and panty set. The one I was sure he would never see.

His eyes widen as they roam up and down my body, leaving me feeling breathless.

Dropping to my knees, I reach for the belt on his pants, intent on giving him the best blowjob he's ever had and the only one I've ever given. I need tonight to be a night we'll both remember long after I've returned to my real life.

"What are you doing?" He grabs my wrists, stopping me from unbuckling his belt.

"I-I was going to give you a blowjob."

"I'm not going to feel your mouth around my cock before I feel it against my lips." He growls, gently pulling me onto his lap. My knees straddle his bulky thighs as my lace covered pussy presses down against his hard cock. "Now that's better." His hand slides behind my neck as he guides my mouth to his.

"Wait! "I push at his chest. "I need to tell you something. I'm a virgin." I blurt out, lowering my gaze so he can't see my embarrassment.

"Look at me, Sienna." I obey his command, looking into his eyes with a newfound confidence. "I'm a virgin too." I shake my head, not believing that he's a virgin, too. "I'm serious. I've never met anyone I wanted to do this with until I met you. No one made me feel the way you do. You're the other half of my soul." The truth in his words matches the look of love in his eyes. "I've never even kissed a girl."

Never been kissed.

I hold in a giggle at how perfect this moment is with our movie selection matching our real lives.

"Then it looks like we need to devirginize each other." I'm not sure what came over me to be so bold. Maybe the knowledge that he waited for me, just like I waited for him. Or the love shining in his eyes when he looks at me, or the fact that he's, my penguin. That makes me act on instinct. "Make love tome, Wyatt." I lower my lips to his, savoring our first kiss.

If I were being truthful, I would admit that our first kiss was a little clumsy. But when I relive this moment years from now, when I'm stuck in a loveless marriage, I will remember it as having been the most perfect kiss of all time.

Breaking our kiss, he whispers against my lips, "The first time we make love isn't going to be on your couch with Drew Barrymore watching us."

This time, I do giggle. Wyatt truly is my soul mate if he knows the real name of Josie Geller.

I suppose we'd better do something about it. I lift my leg to scramble off his lap, but he stops me by placing a large palm on my thigh.

"Not happening, Sweetheart. Your man is going to treat you right. From now on, I'll carry you wherever you need to go." He stands, swings me into his arms bridal style, and as promised, he carries me to my bedroom, gently lying me on my bed, before stripping out of his clothes.

I know his comment is ridiculous, but it warms my heart to know he cares about me so much. But I'll be gone in a few days, so that it won't matter, anyway.

His fingers trace the lace on my bra as his hand brushes against my nipple, making it tighten even more. "It looks like someone needs a little attention." He lowers his head, his body hovering over mine as he licks my nipple through the lace. The texture of the lace combined with his tongue sets my body into overdrive.

"Yes. Just like that." I moan, pressing my chest forward for him to take my nipple deeper into his mouth, causing his hips to thrust into mine, pressing his cock tight against my soaked lace covered pussy.

With a growl, he unhooks my bra with one hand, which is impressive for someone who's never touched a bra in his life, slipping my arms out of it and tossing it aside. "Beautiful." His hands cover my breasts as he gently squeezes them, causing my panties to dampen even more. His eyes flash to mine. "Do you need my touch anywhere else?" He flicks his tongue over my nipple.

"Yes. "I hiss, needing to feel his tongue lower.

He shifts his weight off me as his hands grip the sides of my panties. Slowly, he slides them down my legs before bringing the wet fabric to his nose and inhaling deeply. "Damn, you smell good. Is all this wetness for me?" I fight the urge to roll my eyes—of course, it's all for him. Instead, I nod. "Good girl." With one last deep inhale, he tosses my panties across the room as he begins to kiss his way down my body.

His distraction is the opening I need to catch him off guard. If he's going to taste me, I'm going to taste him. I press my hips up, twisting my body until I'm on top of him, straddling his hips again, with him flat on his back on my bed.

"I want to taste you too." I lean down and give him a deep kiss, rubbing my tongue against his.

Before I lose my nerve, I break the kiss and spin my body around so I'm facing away from him. I might be a virgin, but I've read enough spicy books on my Kindle to know how to "69".

His sharp inhale at my new position gives me the confidences to wrap my hands around his cock or at least try to wrap my hands around him. He's huge. I'm not sure how he's going to fit inside of me, but I can't wait to try.

Lowering my head, I start at the tip, running my tongue along the pre-cum leaking out of it. "Mmm, you taste good." I swirl my tongue around his girth before attempting to take him deep in my throat.

"Not so fast. You don't have to take it all at once. We have a lifetime to enjoy each other." I know his words are meant to soothe me, but instead, I feel the panic rising inside of me, knowing we don't have a lifetime, we only have tonight.

He grips my hips and guides my pussy onto his hungry mouth. His tongue glides across my wet lips until it reaches my throbbing clit. The ache is so intense that I grind my hips down, making him moan against me, the vibration sending shivers through my already sensitive body.

Faster and faster, his tongue flicks my clit as he inserts two fingers into my soaked core, thrusting them in and out to match the speed of his tongue, his soft beard tickling my thighs. I try to keep up the pace as I bob my head up and down on his cock, but the feeling is too much—too intense. I end up crying out his name as I come all over his face and beard.

"That's it. You're such a good girl." His praise sends another round of shockwaves through my body.

Once the last wave has subsided, he lifts my hips, twisting me around to face him again, causing me to protest, "But I wasn't done. You haven't come yet."

"The first time I come is going to be in your hot little pussy."