His mouth descended on hers hard and his groan rumbled in his chest. She squeezed him harder. He pulled away, his stare heated through his heavy lids. “Choose.”
Imagining him pressing her up against the wall, taking her in a way no other man had ever done.Wall, wall, wall! But she chickened out. Did it really matter where he took her as long as he did?
She craned her head up and smiled. “Bed.” She leaned in and swiped her tongue across his upper lip.
“You sure?” He asked as he pushed her up from the couch.
Say the friggin’ wall! She nodded and climbed off him,waiting near the edge of the couch. She drew her hand for him to take.
He didn’t smile but he grasped her hand and followed behind her when she led him to the stairs. She stepped up to the first stair but was jerked around and pushed against the wall. His head came down on her neck, sucking the skin in harsh pulls. His hands reached to the center of her dress, gripping the collar. His knuckles grazed over the swells of her breasts.
“Liar,” he growled.
****
Bogs had her pinned to the wall and a firm grip on the collar of her dress. It was pretty, but right now it felt like the enemy standing between him and what he wanted most, her naked body. His cock twitched eager for release.
He plunged his tongue inside her mouth while he tugged hard on the thin material between her tits. The back of his hands felt the heat and impulsively tore the dress in half, tearing a clean line down to her belly button. A red scrap of satin material barely covering her breasts was more than he could handle. He dove straight between her mounds, licking the moisture between them.
“Bogs...” She moaned, pulling at the back of his t-shirt, trying to maneuver it off. He stepped back, gripping the hem and pulling it over his head. It had just cleared his neck when he felt her warm wet lips on him and his nipple hardened against her tongue. She scratched his back while she peppered kisses over his chest.
He extended his head back feeling the strain on the cords of his neck. The taste of her mouth was like a drug he’d gladly overdose on. Bracing his arms on the wall, he closed his eyes.
He droppedhis chin, getting harder just watching her sink lower, catching the view of her full tits straining against her barely-there bra. Her fingers wedged between the waist of his jeans and his body and tugged, effectively sliding his pants down to his ass. His hands shot out, pulling her up to a standing position in front of him. Through her cloudy eyes, she looked confused. She opened her mouth but he pressed his finger against them before she could speak.
“Me first.”
Bogs dropped down to his knees, dragging his hands from her neck, down her chest, and kneading her breasts. Pulling the cups roughly down, the pads of his fingers teased over her nipples. Her breath hitched and she released a soft moan. He caressed down her stomach over the bunched material. He yanked up the hem of her dress and gave her a predatory smile.
“Matching thong?” He watched her heavy eyes gleam as he stroked two fingers over the flimsy material. She had soaked through her panties. The blush across her cheeks made him harder. He had control when it came to women, but Kenzie was like no other he’d ever been with.
Leaving her wet panties, he gripped the hem and sharply ripped them down to her ankles. Leaning in, smelling her desire, he lost all control.
****
“Oh God.” She moaned, resting her head against the wall. His mouth was on her and her body was a mix of tingling heat and a cool chill rushing over her flesh. He paid close attention to her clit, flickering his tongue over the sensitive bead. Her entire body tensed unable to give in to the feel of his mouth. She’d had guys go down on her in the past, but nothing like this. This was different, Bogs knew exactly what he was doing. She slumped against thewall, doing her best to not crumble from the shivers trembling over her.Yeah, he was different.
Damn, her mind was already reeling. His tongue tapped against her spot and she gasped when he sucked hard. This was too good. She released the wall with one hand, sliding it into his hair. She glanced down and was struck that she’d never seen anything hotter than this man with his head at her pussy.Yep, pussy.Not vagina, or down there--straight up pussy.
At the exact moment, he inserted a finger into her and she gripped a handful of his hair. “Bogs...” Her moan was throaty and desperate. He didn’t respond, but he acknowledged her with a swift lash over her clit as he pumped inside her.
“Yes!” She screamed through her uneven breaths. She rolled her head back against the wall as she trembled from the heat of her core. He was relentless as she pushed her hips forward against his mouth and gasped as she came hard. It was long and lingering, and fucking fantastic. She panted, releasing his hair she had been tightly gripping, and opened her eyes. She felt a breeze of cool air and watched his back, only a sliver of his backside showed from what was to be her attempt at giving him a blowjob.
She focused on his eyes as he stalked back. They were heated, making his hazel eyes appear almost green. He licked his lips. Heat blazed on her cheeks. He was lickingheroff his lips.Oh, God, that was friggin’ hot!
“Turn around.” His voice was husky and raspy. She followed his order. How could she not? She faced the wall bracing her hands in front of her. Her legs shook from the anticipation. She heard the crinkling paper from the condom. Thank God he was thinking about that. He covered her back with his damp chest. His hot breath tickled her neck, only the sound of him tearing open the condom echoing through the room.
The head of his cock poked between her upper thighs. “Still want to choose the bed?”
Her breath was erratic she stammered, “N-no.”
“Are you sure?” His whisper was a taunting tease.
“Bogs...”She moaned.
His hands trailed from her shoulders down her back. His fingers dug into her hips and with one stroke, he entered her. She could feel every inch of his cock slowly glide into her core. His groan reverberated through the room. His lips were so close to her ear she felt the wave of his heated breath. “So wet,” he kissed her neck, “warm,” he kissed the same spot, “and perfect.”
Her head fell back into the crook of his neck and she closed her eyes. He was fully lodged deep inside her but he wasn’t moving. His hands ran up her stomach to her breasts. For a computer guy, his hands were rough, not smooth as she’d expected the first time. The hard calluses scraped against her nipples.
