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just with her words and
honey-sweet voice.
I look down to where
her hands are resting at the base of the zipper and murmur, “By
all means.”
And yeah…
fantasy porn all the way. She peels her dress off and it slithers to
the floor, leaving her standing before me with pale, smooth skin and
some tiny scraps of black lace. Her breasts are perfect… not
overly large, but full and pushing up over the cups of her bra. Her
stomach is flat, her ass nicely curved—but then again, I knew
that from the snug dress she had on. Her calf muscles are well toned
and flexed slightly because of the four-inch heels she’s still
wearing.
My cock… that
eight-inch piece of equipment that had been jumping and twitching
like an excited puppy now goes to full mast, pushing hard against my
zipper. Stella’s gaze drops to my crotch, and she eyes
it ardently.
“It’s
your turn to takeover,” she says with a soft smile, and I move
in close to her. I graze my knuckles over the swell of her breasts,
so very softly, but she purrs a little moan in the back of her throat
and closes her eyes.
“Standing up
or lying down?” I ask her and her eyes snap open, slamming
locked to mine. “Missionary or doggie style? Any preference?”
I don’t care
what she chooses because that’s just where we’re going to
start. We’ll get through all of it tonight, and I’m not
letting her out of here until I’m satisfied we’ve done
justice to every bit of it.
Stella’s gaze is filled with heat and lust, and there is nothing sexier than a
horny woman who is ready to get it on. “I don’t care,”
she says saucily. “As long as there’s an orgasm
involved.”
I chuckle and then
sweep her up in my arms. She gasps in surprise but her arms wrap
around my neck, her fingers twirling in the back of my hair.
“I guarantee
you two… to start out with,” I promise her savagely,
just before I toss her on the bed.
Never have I
stripped so fast, not because I have any intention of fucking her
just yet. I have other plans first. No, I’m eager to have her
eyes on me.
When I’m
naked, I did just as I did the other night when I was standing at the
foot of the bed looking down at… what was her name? I forget.
But anyway, just as I did that night, I start stroking myself.
Last week, I did it
to make sure I was ready to go, because my boy needs to make sure he
stays interested.
Tonight, I do it
just because I’m so fucking turned on by this woman that I want
just a moment to feel something against my cock because I’m
going to be ignoring it for a bit. I have two orgasms to hand out to Stella first, and my mouth is watering just thinking about it.
When I’m at
the point that I don’t think I can get any harder or any
larger, Stella swallows hard and says softly, “I hope that will
fit.”
There is mirth in
her voice, but there’s also a little hesitation. I’m a
pretty big guy, but I haven’t heard a word of complaint yet. I
grin down at her, “You’re funny. But no worries…
I’m going to have you so wet, I’ll slide right home.
Trust me.”
Stella’s
breath hitches, and I hear her mutter, “Oh, God.”
She can pray all she
wants right now, but I’m positive it’s going to be my
name being called out to the heavens when I’m finished with
her.
Chapter 4
“So, I know we
won’t share any personal information about ourselves with each
other,” she starts out, “but I think you look like a
banker. Yes. Mike the Banker.”
I laugh out loud,
clutching at my stomach. We were talking about an exhibit at the
Guggenheim when she hit me with her banker hypothesis. I’m
lying on my back next to her on the bed. She’s on her back as
well, our shoulders touching companionably, our hands curled around
bottles of water I just retrieved from the mini fridge as we stare
upward.
I just had the
motherload of all orgasms, so explosive I was on the verge of passing
out for a moment. Stella’s wrecked too… she had
four orgasms. Two while