“Damn, that sounds good to me.”
We’re standing in his bedroom, which is all dark and masculine and just totally fits him.
As he promised, he got rid of the rest of the partygoers after I left. When I returned, the house was empty.
Lennox, ever the gentleman, was waiting for me outside.
We didn’t engage in much conversation, though. When I reached the entryway alcove where he was standing, leaningback against a brick pillar, looking dark and dangerous, he promptly picked me up and carried me up to his bedroom.
We made out like horny teens on the way up the stairs. In the hall outside his room, he put me down. I insisted he ditch his white dress shirt, because I wanted so damn badly to feel his smooth skin, run my hands along his strong abs, and kiss his hard pecs.
He obliged, and I did all of that.
And now we’re here.
Oh, speaking of which, there goes my dress, flying across the room.
“Hmmm,” I murmur as I stand before him in a cute yellow strapless bra and matching panties, “I guess you really were anxious to get that thing off.”
“More than you could even imagine,” he rasps as he drops to his knees and trails his warm, strong hands up along my thighs and back to my ass, where he slips his fingers under my panties.
I gasp.
“You’re making me wet already,” I confess.
He chuckles. “Yeah? Well, I’m about to make you a whole hell of a lot wetter, beautiful.”
And he does.
Oh, does he ever.
With his fingers and his tongue, Lennox once again works me to a frenzy, then takes me over the edge…again and again.
But this time, I return the favor—with my hands and my mouth.
I enjoy watching him lose himself in ecstasy, knowing I’m the reason.
Once again, though we’re bare and now rolling around in his bed, with moments when his cock brushes over or presses against my pussy, we don’t allow him to push in.
No, this teasing and taunting is clearly just too much fun for both of us.
We’re two “players” who could easily make the next inevitable move.
But this is more fun.
Playing this unspoken game has now become a challenge for who can hold out the longest.
I don’t know how much longer I can wait, though. I want to feel his glorious hard cock buried deep inside me.
I’m sure he wants that too.
So now it’s a battle of wills and a question of who is going to give in first.
Madison Ellery is going to be the death of me. I’ve never wanted someone as much as I want her. I love everything we do to each other, and I’ve experienced some fucking amazing orgasms, but if I don’t get my cock into her sweet pussy soon, I may truly die.
That wouldn’t be good, as my team needs me.
Like, right the fuck now.
