you want dessert? Chocolate. It’s chocolate. Cake,” I stutter.

Her hand slides up my torso until she wraps it around my neck, tugging my face to hers. Our lips brush. “I kind of had somethin’ else in mind.”

She nips my bottom lip with her teeth and pulls away, but I grip her face in my hands and bring her back. She tastes so good.

“Oh yeah? What’s that?” I manage to ask in between kisses.

Her skirt is bunched around her hips, and she presses herself against my hard-on. She looks at me from under her lashes. “Take me to your bedroom and I’d be happy to show you. This is somethin’ that’s a bit better if demonstrated.”

My heart slams against my ribcage.

I lift her from the counter, wrapping her legs around my waist, my cock hard and thick against her. She starts sucking on my neck and holy shit, I need to get us to a bedroom—any bedroom, as fast as possible. I briefly think about throwing her against the wall and fucking her in the hallway, but I don’t want that for our first time. My legs move fast, rushing us into my room. I drop her to the bed, my body covering hers. Immediately she starts grinding against me. She’s aggressive as hell, and while it’s the biggest turn-on of my life, I want to slow this down.

Savor her.

Take my time.

Commit every touch to memory.

I unwrap her arms from around me and stand up, gazing down at her in awe. My stomach somersaults, my nerves lighting up. I’ve been waiting to have her like this for so long. So fucking long.

Her leg extends, trying to wrap around my waist and pull me back.

I grab her ankle in my hand and kiss her silky skin. “Slow down, baby. We have all night.”

I skim my hand up her calf. My lips follow, peppering kisses up her leg. On the inside of her knee. Her inner thigh. What she’s giving me is a fucking gift—to have the chance to love her body as much as I love her soul.

She whimpers and fidgets. I press one of my hands against her stomach to keep her in place. My lips hit her skirt. I take the hem and drag it up with my teeth, putting her lace-covered pussy on display.

Delicious.

She shivers. I start unbuttoning her blouse. Slowly. Methodically. After every button pops, I kiss the skin underneath. I want to worship every perfect inch of her. Her shirt falls open, and I stop to drink her in. Her tits are fucking amazing, showcased in a red lace bra that matches her underwear, and I’m dying to know if her nipples are hard underneath.

I kiss along the waistband of her skirt, grabbing it with my fingers and pulling it down. She lifts her hips to help. She tastes so. Fucking. Good.

I pull the cups of her bra, exposing her for my pleasure. My tongue peeks out, circling her areola, then sucking, until I feel it stiffen in my mouth. She moans and pushes into my erection. I have never wanted to be inside someone as bad as I want to be deep inside her.

Her hands reach down, unbuckling my belt. She fumbles, so I help, unzipping my pants, and shoving them off. My mouth never leaves her breast, I just lick my way over to work on her other nipple.

She wraps her fingers around my dick, over my boxers, and God, her hand feels better than any pussy I’ve ever had. She slides her palm up and down, slowly—the fabric creating friction that has my cock weeping for more. There’s a wet spot forming on my briefs and I know if she doesn’t stop, this will be over before it really begins.

“Chase…” she begs.

I hum, my hand reaching down to press against her clit. She’s drenching my fingers, even through her panties.

Her breath blows against my ear, sending a shiver through my body. “Chase,” she whispers. “I want you to fuck me.”

My entire body spasms. Hearing Goldi say fuck is one of the most erotic moments of my life.

She grips my cock harder, massaging me so damn good. “I need to feel you… please.”

I rest my forehead on her chest, trying to control the heat building in my groin.

“Jesus. Okay, let me grab a condom.”

Her hand pauses. “I don’t—I don’t want you to use one.”

My heart stammers, my stomach flipping. I’ve never fucked without one before, and the thought of feeling Goldi bare has my cock pulsing.

“Are you sure?”

“Yeah. I’m on birth control and I’ve never… I’ve never done it without one. I don’t want there to be anything between us.” Pink rises on her cheeks.

Her words undo me. I slide her panties down her legs, her pussy bare and on display. Beautiful. I eat her up with my gaze. She’s naked from the waist down, her blouse splayed open and the cups of her bra bunched under her breasts. Her cheeks are rosy, her honey hair contrasting against the black of my bedspread, making her look like an angel. My angel.

Mine.

She leans on her elbows, watching me watch her. My hands glide up her arms, slipping underneath her blouse, sliding it down her shoulders. I trail kisses up her neck, nipping her earlobe as I undo her bra. It falls from her body and I’m drunk on the view. The outside is just as beautiful as her inside.

I push her up the bed, crawling over her. She pulls my boxers down and I rip my shirt over my head.

Now it’s Goldi who stares. She licks her lips, a possessive gleam filtering through her eyes. That’s right, baby. I’m yours just as much as you’re mine. She grabs my cock and pulls me against her until the length of me is pressed along the heat of her pussy. I glance down at where we’re touching. I thrust forward, dragging every inch through her pussy lips until my tip grazes her clit. She gasps, and I bite

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