Her body warmed at the visual. “Would you like me to keep my dress on, or take it off?”
He came over to her and pulled her against him, kissing her thoroughly until that warmth she felt turned into a full-blown heat explosion. He raised her dress over her butt, smoothing his hand over the red silk panties she’d chosen to wear today.
He peered around her. “Oh, dress definitely off. Turn around.”
She turned and he unzipped her dress, drawing it off her shoulders. He kissed each shoulder, then pulled her ponytail holder out, moving her hair to the side so he could kiss her neck. She shivered, goose bumps breaking out on her skin.
“Cold?” he asked.
“Definitely not cold. You make me hot.”
He drew her dress down her arms and over her hips until it pooled on the floor, leaving her in her heels and underwear.
“Oh, yeah,” Garrett said, cupping her breasts, teasing her nipples through the flimsy silken fabric.
Alicia leaned back against him, watching his hands as he played with her. They were so large they dwarfed her breasts. She put her hands over his and pressed in, loving the pressure. He drew the cups down and brushed his thumbs over her sensitive nipples.
“I like you touching me.”
He rolled her nipples with his thumbs and forefingers. “Like this?”
She gasped. “Yes. More. Harder.”
He gave her nipples a light pinch, and she rubbed her butt against his quickly growing erection.
“And I like that,” he said. “I love when you rub that sweet ass of yours against me. Bend over, Alicia. Grab on to the chair.”
He took her breath away. She held on to the arms of the chair while he swept his hands over her rear, worshipping it with the lightest of caresses. When he gave it a light tap, she gasped and half turned to look at him.
“Hurt?”
“No.”
“More?”
“Oh, yes.”
Her * tightened when he gave her another swat, and when he drew her panties down to her thighs and spanked her again, still gently, she felt naughty.
“I love seeing you like this. It makes me hard.”
She looked at him, her * quivering with delight at this unexpected turn in their sex play. “It makes me wet.”
“I like you wet and quivering for me.”
She did. He swatted her again, this time a little harder. She cried out, but it was in pleasure, because he smoothed his hand over the spot, then bent and kissed her where he’d spanked her.
“You’re so hot with your smoking red panties pulled down and your butt red where I’ve spanked you. I had no idea you’d like that.”
“I didn’t, either.”
“Is your * wet?”
“Yes.”
He slipped his hand between her legs to cup her sex. She nearly died from the ecstasy of his touch.
“Yeah, you’re wet.” He tucked two fingers inside her and used his thumb to swirl over her clit.
“Oh, God,” she said, throwing her head back as he began to fuck her with his fingers. And when he tapped her butt with his other hand again, her * clamped around his fingers like a vise.
“You do like that, don’t you, Alicia?”
She couldn’t answer, because he was going to give her an orgasm if he kept doing that. “Spank me. Rub my clit and spank me. I’m going to come.”
He did, and oh, dear God, it was too much. She climaxed on a wild cry, bucking against his fingers, hoping he’d hold her right there because it was so damn good she didn’t want it to stop.
The waves kept rolling while Garrett tore open a condom wrapper. Then he was behind her, inside her, holding on to her hips as he rammed into her with one glorious, hard thrust.
She heard him groan as he seated himself fully inside her, and she was still throbbing from the aftereffects of that amazing orgasm. He stilled, and she knew he felt her.
“God, Alicia, you feel so good.” And then he began to move inside her, taking her there again so quickly she wasn’t sure she’d be able to remain standing. Her legs trembled as he withdrew, then thrust, smoothing his hand over her back, then leaning over her to nip at the nape of her neck.
She loved this animalistic, out-of-control, passionate side to him. She loved everything about him. And when she thrust back against him to draw him deeper inside her, he groaned, dug his fingers into her hips, and slammed into her, his balls slapping against her as he gave her what she asked for.
She reached between her legs to rub her clit, needing another climax, needing to feel her * grip him in that tight fist again.
“Alicia,” he said, his voice going taut with tension as he neared the edge.
“Come inside me, Garrett. Make me yours.”
She climbed onto her knees on the chair and lifted her butt up. He used his fingers to swipe her juices onto her anus and teased her there.
“Oh, yes,” she whispered. “More.”
He lubed her butt and inserted a finger into her ass while he fucked her. She rubbed her clit, and the sensation of his finger inside her anus and his cock in her * sent her over the top.