shrugged off his suit coat, tossing it over the back of a black, overstuffed chair.
“Show me.”
“Unzip me.” Jules stood, turning around and holding her hair up out of the way.
Kai did, slowly dragging the zipper down tick by tick. She shivered at the cool air on her bare skin, at the way his fingers brushed her lower back. He took a step back as she shrugged the dress down her shoulders, one at a time, looking back at him. Then she let it slip over her hips until it pooled on the floor at her feet. He let out a low whistle and she was glad the dim light hid her blush. Her underwear was sheer black, trimmed with lace that matched her thigh-highs.
“Turn around.” His voice was hoarse.
She did, slowly, and she saw his gaze lingering over the black push-up bra that gave her quite a bit of cleavage before skipping down to her panties and stockings.
“You like it?”
He yanked his tie off and strode toward her, grabbing her to him in a long, hungry kiss. She was breathless when they parted, and Kai’s hands were cupping her ass, pulling her tight against him.
“I take it that’s a yes?”
“Fuck yes.” He lifted her and practically leapt on the bed, landing on top of her. Somehow he kept most of his weight off her, but it still knocked the wind out of her.
Kai’s hands roamed over her body as she worked the buttons on his shirt. Undressing this man—and looking at him undressed—was one of her most favorite things to do. Kai shrugged off his shirt, kneeling up so she could work the buckle on his belt. Apparently, she was too slow, because Kai pushed her hands away, sliding his trousers and boxers off before falling onto her again in a frenzy of mouth and hands.
Jules arched under him, skating her palms over his broad shoulders and down his back as he kissed the top of her breasts. He was completely naked, his cock hard against her hip, and as far as she was concerned, she was wearing too many clothes, but Kai didn’t seem in a hurry to undress her. He rubbed his cheek against the soft material of her bra, teasing her nipples through it. She moaned, raking her fingers over his scalp, pushing him further down her belly.
He kissed his way down her ribcage, licking the indent at her waist, his hands spanning her hips as he settled between her thighs. Jules shivered when he nuzzled her mound and then started to lap at her through her panties. It created a sweet, delicious friction and she moaned, bucking her hips, aching for more. Finally, he slipped his tongue under the elastic band to find her clit, and then she was flying.
“Kai!” she cried, hot waves of pleasure rolling through her as he fastened his mouth on her mound, not letting her go. Her climax shook the whole bed and when Kai came up to kiss her, she could taste herself in his mouth.
Then he undressed her. Her bra came off with one flick of his wrist, her panties were gone in a whisper, and she was left with her thigh highs on as he mounted her. She wrapped her legs around him as he slid into her moist heat. He bottomed out, kissing her, muffling her cry, his tongue stroking the roof of her mouth.
They began to move, a hot, pounding rhythm right from the first. Kai drove her hard against the mattress, and Jules begged him for more, more, digging her nails into his back. She squeezed him between her thighs, with her muscles, feeling him swell inside of her. Kai whispered her name, rutting deep, making her moan and thrust back.
“Fuck me,” he growled, rolling over onto his back, taking her with him. “Ride me, Jules.”
She put her hands on his chest, rolling her hips, and he groaned. Looking up at her with half-closed eyes, he slid his hands over her breasts, tweaking her nipples, then they settled at her hips.
“That’s it,” he urged, his fingers digging into her ass. “Come on, baby. You can do better than that.”
“Oh yeah?” She tensed her thighs and rose up on him, sinking all the way down, like she was posting on a
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