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  It had to mean something that they fit together so exactly. His hands grabbed her hips and brought her closer. She wound her arms inside his suit jacket and around his back. The touch of her fingers even through his shirt made Tom quiver.

  He continued teasing her as he ended the kiss and brushed his lips against hers as he spoke.

  “This is more than just sex. More than wanting you.”

  She whimpered into his mouth.

  He pressed the issue. “You know that, don’t you, baby?”

  “Oh, Tom.” The words hung on a husky sigh. “I can’t think from needing you so badly. I’ve loved you for so long.”

  She gasped as the words left her mouth, and he knew she hadn’t meant to be the first to say it.

  “It’s the same for me. I think I’ve always loved you, but it wasn’t until this last year that I understood what those feelings really meant.”

  Merri buried her face in his neck and left a bunch of kisses.

  He was pleased by how she responded to his bringing dirty talk into the picture. It wasn’t something he felt comfortable doing before, but everything with Merri was different. Being blunt and direct about his desires wasn’t going to be an issue with her.

  Grabbing her ass, he bent close to her ear, and crudely drawled, “Fucking you wasn’t an option until I admitted to the love.” He bit her earlobe and continued. “You need to know where I stand before our clothes come off.” With a leer that felt as filthy as his thoughts, he said, “How else will you accept my apology afterward for treating you like my personal slut?”

  She giggled softly and wiggled in his arms. “Your personal slut. Is now a good time to tell you I’m okay with that?”

  “You can remind me when I’m balls deep in your pussy with my hands holding your thighs open.” He surged against her and growled.

  Merri pushed off him and stepped back. “Bedroom, I think.” She pointed at her handbag and overnight case. “I’ll need both.”

  Then she turned and walked with alluring slowness in the direction of his bed. That ass of hers was mesmerizing. She explained it was the mermaid style that made her bottom look like a feast waiting for his attention.

  He loosened his tie and shucked off the suit coat. Picking up her bags, he stopped to toe off his dress shoes before going after her.

  She was standing by the tall windows and had never looked lovelier or more desirable.

  “Where do you want these?”

  “Bathroom, I think.”

  Tom dropped her handbag on the valet counter in his small dressing room and placed the overnight case on an upholstered bench seat.

  He unbuttoned his cuffs and was rolling back his sleeves as he stepped back into his bedroom.

  “I believe a dress peeling was promised.” She gave him a naughty wink and turned around. She reached up, gathered her hair over one shoulder, and looked back at him.

  If he was being honest, he had to admit that she came damn close to being dropped to the floor where she stood. The over-the-shoulder look and lip bite had the effect of a barrelful of Cialis on his dick. Between one moment and the next, he was dealing with an insistent hard-on with one thing in mind—penetration.

  Accepting the invitation, he moved in and started by feathering his fingers on the exposed skin above the neckline of her seductive mermaid dress. Her response left no doubt that she was beautifully willing.

  He worked on the clasp of her necklace while kissing her neck. When it was loose, he caught it with one hand and congratulated himself on how smooth he was.

  She slid off her gold bracelets and handed them to him. He placed her jewelry on a nightstand and watched her quiver with excitement while she waited for his next move.

  “You are incredibly beautiful.”

  Her chocolate eyes melted, and he smiled.

  He admired her ass and grunted for effect. She chuckled when he made a production out of stroking and caressing her fantastic curves. Her excited yelp when he swatted her butt made Tom grin knowingly.

  “I hear that spanking is the way to keep one’s woman satisfied.” He swatted her again and then massaged away the sting. “And you don’t have to be bad. Sometimes being very good will lead to some over-the-knee action.”

  “You’ve always been an ass man.” She sniggered.

  “That’s right, sweet cheeks. And your ass has always been a masterpiece. Now hold still and stop wiggling.”

  He undid the hook at her neckline and slowly lowered the zipper. Every inch of skin he exposed made his dick harder. When the zipper was all the way down, he separated the sides of the dress.

  She drew the bodice away from her body and slipped her arms free. They both worked on pushing the clingy garment over her hips until it finally pooled at her feet. Her window reflection revealed magnificent boobs. Tom swallowed and widened his eyes. She was a fucking goddess.

  Stepping out of the dress, Merri slowly turned to face him, and he had a hard time looking anywhere but at her tits. She had big handfuls that looked heavy and full. Her nipples were a dusky pink hue that pebbled into lickable nubs right before his eyes.

  After drinking her in with his eyes, his gaze lowered farther. She wore nothing but black silk panties and outrageous gold heels.

  “I have a surprise for you.”

  He searched her eyes for a clue. The shithead inside him grabbed his crotch in a suggestive way, and said, “I have a surprise for you, too.”

  Her laughter was everything.

  “Now, stay there,” she told him with a stern finger wag. “I’ll be right back.”

  Before he could react, she swaggered into the dressing room. He took the opportunity to remove his socks and watch.

  He also yanked the coverlet on his bed down to the end of the mattress and drew aside the covers on one side. When the time came, he didn’t want to be fucking around with sheets.

  With the stage set, he wondered about her surprise and almost had a carnal coronary when he got his answer.

  She reappeared in a black thing that barely held her boobs. It had garters with sexy lace-top stockings attached. Instead of the gold heels, she wore black bedroom shoes with little heels and pretty bows. What made him go weak at the knees was a tiny pair of delicate net panties that gave him the most tantalizing view of her bare pussy.

  “Surprise,” she purred.

  He was struck dumb by her beauty and amorous vibe.

  “You have too many clothes on,” she said with a little pout.

  She was on him in a heartbeat, pawing at his chest as she made quick work of the buttons on his shirt.

  Things went supersonic when she tugged on his belt and mauled his neck. He slapped her hands away and stripped with astonishing speed. He left his black briefs on—for now.

  “Turn around, sweet cheeks. Show me that ass and then prepare to be eaten alive.”

  “Oh, watch this,” she chirped with glee and made him smile. “I practiced and everything.”

  With the aplomb of a runway pro, she did a half pirouette and showed him her sexy ass. Whatever that thing was that she had on was completely open in the back except for a bra closure and some bondage looking straps crisscrossing her gorgeous bottom. The tiny thong panties completed the visual. She bent forward slightly and wiggled her butt.

  Once again, she looked back at him and smiled. “That’s called the money shot.”

  Tom smirked and cupped his bulge. “The money shot, my little slut, is when your sweet ass is covered in ribbons of come.”

  His suggestive words acted like gasoline thrown on a fire. Merri straightened and turned to face him.

  “Time to fuck?” he asked in a husky, turned-on voice.

  She nodded and bit her lip.

  “Come here, baby.” He crooked his finger, and she obediently responded. “I want this to be perfect. Everything your heart and mind have ever dreamed of.” He gently touched the spot above her heart and then her forehead.

  Merri’s slow smile had enough wattag
e to power a city.

  “But, as you know, I’m getting up there in years and haven’t had any practice in a long time. I’m not sure how much control is in my arsenal.”

  He delivered every word with mock seriousness. She reacted like the girl he’d known for almost twenty years.

  Pretending to check a non-existent watch, she answered soberly, “So how much time do we have? Are we talking minuteman territory because that’s not gonna work.”

  Crossing his arms, he gave her a dry look and then pointedly lowered his gaze. She followed along, and they both stared at the impressive visual of his briefs stretched with a bulge.

  The joke he made about his control almost became a reality when she took two steps closer and fondled his junk. Her touch was gentle. She mapped his cock and briefly cupped his balls.

  What was his name? He honestly couldn’t remember.

  “I’ve waited a long time to become intimately acquainted with this bad boy.”

  Not only did her words enflame Tom’s senses, what she did with her fingers tested his composure in a big way.

  The scorching-hot leer on her face made his dick throb with enthusiastic interest. The pulse was so strong she had to feel it.

  His sweeter than sweet cheek fantasy girl made her desires crystal clear with a comment drawled in a sexy twang that hit him like a bull’s-eye.

  “You’ve called forth my inner slut,” she said with half a laugh, “and the audacious request for bare pussy led to one of the most embarrassing moments of my life. I expect to be adequately compensated, Tom.”

  At the mention of her pussy, he looked at the naughty panties and licked his lips.

  “This adequate compensation you speak of. Does it include eating you till you beg for my cock?”

  She snickered and made a little whimpering sound. “Whatever it takes.” She also coyly covered her pussy with both hands—like a shy virgin protecting her goodies.

  “This may be unromantic but details matter. Before the main event, now’s the time to tell me if there’s anything you don’t want me to do. And while you’re at it, some guidance on how to get you out of that thing would be appreciated. Something tells me it’s not okay to shred it with my bare hands.”

  She chuckled softly. “The caveman thing is hot. Hotter than hot. Under normal circumstances, I’d say shred away. But you’re right. This little getup wasn’t cheap, so I’ll walk you through the engineering details.”

  “Much appreciated,” he quipped. “What about the other thing?”

  He was astonished by her answer. Merri wasn’t fucking around.

  “I’m too embarrassed to admit what I’ve never tried so maybe just assume I come with an elementary and rather missionary understanding.”

  She looked away. He was charmed by her candor and lack of guile. And then she went for the all-time gold.

  “Um, no matter how I say this it’s gonna come out dirty so please don’t laugh.”

  “Nah.” He sniggered. “I am all ears, sweet cheeks.”

  “Okay, well, here’s the thing.” She cleared her throat and pushed her hair around. “I, uh, I’m not opposed to ass play, and if we’re being honest, I’m totally down with the whole thing. But not yet. I think that’s something I’ll need to work up to.”

  His mouth dropped open. “Did you just ask me to fuck your ass?”

  She blushed a charming color of fire engine red. “Well, if you’re going to be picky, I didn’t ask. I merely explained that it wasn’t completely off the menu. If that’s not something you’re into, we can move on and pretend it never came up.”

  He grabbed her around the waist and hauled her against him, fitting his erection into the softness of her belly. His other hand went into her hair and took a firm handful.

  “I knew there were more reasons I’ve loved you for so long.” He crushed her mouth under his and used his tongue to demonstrate his thinking. “It turns me on knowing you’ve thought about this. Thought about my cock fucking your ass. Baby, when you’re ready, it would be my honor to take your anal virginity.”

  She quaked in his arms. Her passion, and that she didn’t hide it, excited him.

  “Um, one more thing for the sake of total honesty and full disclosure. So the whole orgasm thing. That might be, uh, well, the bell doesn’t ring. Except by me.”

  “Are you fucking serious?” He knew he was practically yelling but didn’t moderate his astonishment one iota. “Does this mean none of the guys you’ve been with have brought it home? What the fucking fuck, Merri!”

  She slugged him in the arm. “Two, Tom. Just two. Shumpler, obviously, and …”

  “That jerkoff you dated in college. The one with the shitty Toyota.”

  Her brows shot up, and she smiled. He’d just handed her another piece of his heart by admitting that even back then, he’d had possessive thoughts.

  “Yes, well, no need to call the roster as long as you get my point. Now, shut up and do your thing before the weirdness scares off the impatient slut.”

  Well, goddammit. What the fifty shades fuck was wrong with guys? I mean, shit. Look at her. She was a fucking goddess. How could anyone fail to love this woman properly?

  Ah. Yes. He heard the answer in the question. His heart thumped. Sex wasn’t always about love. Obviously, her previous boyfriends weren’t in the love category.

  But he more than loved her. Now that the restraints were off, he could admit to adoring everything about her. The twinkle in her eyes. The crazy hair. Her competitive streak. The way she ate an apple. All of it. He was in soul love with her. Seeing to Millicent Merriweather’s happiness was his pleasure.

  And speaking of pleasure, now that he knew she wasn’t expecting to get off, he was going to make damn sure the lady came first. Maybe a couple of times.

  She was nestled against him, making it easy to explore the bondage-style straps on her ass.

  “Tell the slut to relax. She’s got a busy and energetic adventure ahead, so I suggest conserving energy. For now.”

  He put her off him and motioned for her to stay. Stepping away a few paces, more than an arm’s length, he circled her like an animal stalking prey. In complete contrast to how she looked in her hot, sexy lingerie, Merri struck a demure pose and watched him through downcast eyes.

  “Pretty words first. You’re beautiful. Whatever the fuck you’re wearing is amazing. The stockings are a nice touch, but the see-through panties get extra credit.”

  “Thank you.” She winked. “Dirty words next?” Her excited clap made him chuckle.

  He kept walking around her. His eyes raked every inch of skin.

  “We’ve previously established the allure of your bottom. Time to move on.”

  She put her hands on her waist and straightened. Pride expanded her chest, and he growled so she heard his pleasure.

  “Your breasts are magnificent. Nice and heavy.” He growled again. “You’re on notice, sweet cheeks. It’s not just your ass. I’m anxious to bite the pretty pebbled nipples that tell me how excited you are.”

  She whimpered softly.

  “That’s right, baby. Let me hear your desire.”

  “Tom,” she whispered.

  “Put your hands on your tits, Merri. Show me how sexy you feel.”

  She covered her boobs and did a little shimmy.

  “Feet apart. Wider,” he commanded when she complied.

  Crouching in front of her, he admired her thighs and studied the sexy garters and lace-top stockings. Then he looked his fill at the bare pussy peeking at him from the flimsy panties.

  Goose bumps appeared on her thighs. He slowly raised his eyes. She had her hands on her tits while she chewed on a lip and visibly trembled.

  “I can smell your need.”

  Holding her gaze, he crawled forward, right to her feet. Snapping one of the garters against her leg, she jolted and let out a husky gasp.

  Hooking his finger into the top of the mesh panties, he pulled the front down enough to see her nake
d pussy. Her mound looked sexy as fuck, so he leaned in, licked it, and then dropped a wet kiss just above her slit.

  She smelled hot, and he didn’t have to wonder if she was wet.

  “Turn around. Same thing, babe. Feet wide apart.”

  He studied the strappy details and found himself drawn to the bondage vibe. Tracing the satin straps with his fingers made her quiver.

  “Give me your hands.”

  She was hesitant as her hands slid behind her back, but he wasn’t worried. Her breathing changed. She was starting to pant with excitement.

  He took her wrists and crossed one over the other. Merri moaned. They were communicating without words. It wasn’t necessary to tell her he’d like to tie her hands. She knew from his touch.

  Covering her wrists with his big hand, he used the other on the inside of her thighs. It slid upward and stopped at her panties. With her feet apart and legs spread, Tom had easy access. He feathered his fingertips on the thin sliver of fabric keeping her pussy safe from his touch. The panties were damp. His cock did a happy dance.

  Without hesitation, he bit her ass. Hard. Then he snapped the garter on the back of her leg, causing her to jerk.

  Tom considered the mechanics of her garment and figured it out in a nanosecond. It just looked difficult when, in reality, he only had a standard bra to unhook. After that, it was a peel-off affair made easier if the garters were free.

  He undid the garters hanging down her back. The tops of her stockings were a stretchy lace, so they stayed up without the garter.

  Standing, he fondled her ass a bit more and then undid the bra.

  Stepping in front of her, he smiled when her hands remained at her back. He slid the straps down her arms and gestured for her to pull her arms out of the delicate garment. As he peeled it off her chest, he reminded her to put her hands behind her back.

  The naughty lingerie hung from her waist like a bib, exposing her incredible tits to his hungry view.

  Tom was conflicted. Her nipples begged for his mouth, but he still had to get her naked before any of that.

  Tugging on the sides of the bottom half, he pulled it down over her hips and whisked it down her legs. She somehow balanced on the little heels with her hands behind her while still managing to lift one foot at a time to step out of the black lingerie. He was fucking impressed by how graceful and easy she made it seem.