A flush spread across her chest, up her neck, and into her cheeks. For all her bravado, my words affected her deeply. I loved that contradiction. The sharp-tongued socialite who melted under sincere praise.
“Your turn,” she insisted, reaching for the buttons of my shirt with nimble fingers.
I let her undress me, watching her face as she exposed more of my chest. Her fingertips traced the muscles of my abdomen, making them contract under her touch. When she reached my belt, her eyes flicked up to mine, seeking permission.
“Don’t stop now,” I encouraged, lifting my hips to help as she unfastened my pants and pushed them down along with my boxers. My erection sprang free, hard and ready.
Beth’s eyes widened appreciatively. “I’ve missed this,” shesaid, wrapping her fingers around my length. The first touch of her hand nearly undid me.
I hissed through clenched teeth, fighting for control. “Stand up,” I commanded, needing to see all of her.
She complied, sliding off the bed to stand before me. I remained seated, my hands reaching out to help her step out of her dress. The sight of her in nothing but black lace underwear made my cock twitch eagerly.
“Turn around,” I instructed, my voice thick with desire.
Beth slowly pivoted, giving me a view of her perfect ass encased in lace. I couldn’t resist reaching out to cup the firm globes, squeezing gently. She pushed back against my hands, a soft moan escaping her lips.
I unhooked her bra with practiced ease, sliding the straps down her arms. When she turned back to face me, I was treated to the sight of her bare breasts, pink nipples pebbled in the cool air of the apartment.
“God, look at you,” I breathed, pulling her between my spread legs. “I need to taste you.”
I leaned forward, capturing one tight nipple between my lips. Beth gasped, her hands flying to my shoulders for support as I sucked and licked, alternating between gentle and demanding. My hands slid down to her panties, fingers hooking into the waistband.
“These need to go,” I murmured against her breast before switching to the other, giving it the same thorough attention.
Beth stepped back just enough to shimmy out of her underwear, standing before me completely naked. The sight of her, all pale skin, red hair, and desire-flushed cheeks, nearly stopped my heart.
“Now you,” she insisted, tugging at my remaining clothes.
I stood quickly, shedding my shirt and kicking off my pantsand boxers until I was as naked as she was. Beth’s eyes raked over me hungrily, lingering on my erection before meeting my gaze again.
“Come here,” I said, sitting back on the bed and pulling her onto my lap.
She straddled me eagerly, her wet heat brushing slightly against my cock. The contact made us both groan. I captured her mouth again, kissing her deeply as my hands explored her body. The soft curve of her waist, the fullness of her breasts, the perfect roundness of her ass.
“I need you inside me,” she whispered against my lips, rolling her hips to create delicious friction between us.
“Not yet,” I replied, flipping our positions so she lay beneath me on the small bed. “I want to taste all of you first.”
I kissed my way down her body, pausing to pay homage to her breasts again before continuing lower. The muscles of her stomach jumped under my lips as I trailed kisses toward my destination. When I reached the apex of her thighs, I looked up to find her watching me, bottom lip caught between her teeth.
“Spread your legs wide for me, baby,” I encouraged, settling between her thighs.
Beth complied immediately, opening herself to me. The sight of her pink, glistening folds made my mouth water. I had to taste it. I wasted no time, leaning in to run my tongue through her wetness in one long, slow stroke.
“Sean!” she cried out, her hips bucking against my mouth.
The flavor, the scent.Like a fucking gourmet meal.I gripped her thighs, holding her in place as I devoted myself to her pleasure. I licked and sucked, finding the rhythm she responded to most. When I closed my lips around her clit and sucked gently, her hands flew to my hair, holding me in place.
“Right there,” she gasped. “Don’t stop.”
I had no intention of stopping. I slid one finger inside her, then two, curving them to find the spot that would drive her wild. When I found it, her whole body tensed.
“Fuck, Sean, yes!” she moaned, grinding against my face.
I worked her relentlessly, my fingers pumping in and out while my tongue circled her clit. Her thighs began to tremble on either side of my head, her breathing growing more erratic.
“I’m going to come,” she warned, her voice high and desperate.
