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"Your body is beautiful," I say hoarsely, my voice caught somewhere between my cock and my throat.

"From what I've seen of your body, it's beautiful too but I want to see all of it." Her hands leap to the front of my dress shirt. She opens one button and then another before I reach up and still her. I hold her fingers to my chest.

"I didn't ask you here just so I could f*ck you."

She looks up and into my eyes. There's a trace of innocence in her expression, but there's more. The promise of pleasure that's all-consuming is there. "You did ask me here so you could f*ck me. I came because I want to f*ck you. We're adults, Nolan."

"We are adults," I confer. "I like f*cking you, but I also like talking to you. You're going to let me take you to dinner at my favorite restaurant. I want that soon, Ellie."

"I'd like that." She tugs her fingers from my hands, watching my face. "Tonight I'd like something else."

"What would you like?" I ask because I want to hear the words. I want to know that this breathtakingly beautiful woman wants the same thing I do.

"I want you. I just want you, Nolan."

The answer undoes me. It's not just my dick that reacts this time. There's more. It's inside of me. An ache to give her everything she wants and needs.

"Come here." I take her hand in mine, tugging her close before I crush my lips against hers.





Chapter 34


Nolan




I kneel on the bed just as she requested after she slowly, so f*cking slowly, undressed me. She insisted and who the hell was I to argue with her? She took her time, revealing every inch of my body as if it was a gift for her. Her smile widened when her fingers trailed over my abs. Her breath stalling as her hand gripped my cock and pumped it.

I almost pushed her to her knees just inside the door of the room, but that wasn't what she wanted.

She got on the bed after sliding off her panties and bra. I followed when she asked, and now as we face each other, I know what she wants. The slick of her tongue over her bottom lip gives it away. She wants my cock in her mouth. I want that too.

"This is the first time I've seen this," she whispers.

"A cock this big?" I palm my dick. It's big. I've had enough women tell me as much. I have nothing to judge by. I keep my eyes trained ahead whenever I take a piss in a public bathroom.

She smiles. "Your ego is as big as your cock."

"My ego isn't this big." I stroke the length of my shaft enjoying the way her eyes follow the path of my hand.

"I meant that I've never seen you completely nude until now." Her gaze jumps to my face. "We've been together twice before and you've kept your clothes on both times."

"I don't know how I managed that." I laugh. "I'd be naked all the time around you if it wouldn’t get me arrested."

"You should be naked all the time." She reaches forward to graze her fingers over my chest. Her touch is tentative, soft. "Your body is incredible for someone who eats cookies and donuts."

I like the teasing, both in her words and in touch. Her fingers crawl lower, slowly burning a path over my stomach. "Your body is perfect, Ellie."

I see the hesitation before she nods. "I like that you think so."

Every man she's ever been with should have told her how perfect she is, but they haven't. I've known that since the first time we were together and she tugged at the top of her dress after we'd f*cked. She tried to cover herself, shield her body from my eyes after I'd come.

That's why I stripped her of her T-shirt and shorts in her apartment the other night and feathered kisses all over her bare skin. I want her to know that I covet her and that her body is worthy of worship, by me. I don't want another f*cker near it.

"I've thought about how I'll suck your cock."

I groan. I f*cking groan aloud when those words come out of her mouth. "Show me, Ellie."

She does. She leans forward on her hand and knees, her bare * and ass in the air as she takes the crown of my dick between her lips. She kisses it gently at first. Her lips surrounding it with a flick of her tongue over the tip. Then it deepens and the kiss becomes a suctioned slide. She hollows her cheeks, her mouth working on me as she purrs. Tiny echoes of pleasure that vibrate off my dick.

My hand knots in her hair as she glides me between those lips and across that wet tongue.

She moans around my dick, loudly. Not a sound that says she's enjoying the fisted hand in her hair, but a sound that screams that she loves having my cock in her mouth and the movement of my hips as I pump into her. I f*ck that sweet, sinful mouth leisurely, easily.

She adjusts her knees and I wish to hell there was a mirror behind her. I want to see her. I want a view of that wet * that I'll lick as soon as I blow my load down her throat. Then I'll f*ck her, hard and recklessly against the wall. I want it all. I want more.

"I could do this all night." Her breath races across my thigh as she licks the length of me, her tongue lashing against my sac. "You taste so good."

"Down your throat," I rasp. "I need to f*ck your mouth."

"Yes," she hisses before she shifts again, her ass moving, taunting me.