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  So far we’d only kissed, but those kisses had been getting steamier and steamier. I was pretty sure tonight was the night we were going to take it to the next level.

  I was feeling anxious about him seeing me naked and at the same time, all I wanted was for him to rip my clothes off with his teeth. It had been a long time since I’d met anyone who made me feel half as good as I felt with Will, and I really like the fact he wanted to take his time and make things special. But even though the time we’d spent together had flown by, I knew I couldn’t wait any longer without him satisfying my needs.

  I was wearing a tight red dress that came down to just above my knees. The front plunged low and gave me great cleavage and it fit perfectly around my waist and hips, making the most of my curves.

  I’d spent all day running around the mall with Sophie looking for something to wear. It had cost a small fortune, but I really wanted to impress him. Make him feel the way I felt when I looked at him.

  I still couldn’t believe such a panty-wetting, gorgeous man was interested in me. Sometimes I wanted to pinch myself just to make sure it wasn’t all a crazy dream. But then he’d look at me with those deep blue eyes and I’d remember what it felt like to be kissed by him and I didn’t need to pinch myself anymore. There was something so real in the way he looked at me. Like I was the most beautiful woman he’d ever seen. Good enough to eat.

  Thinking about food made me wonder what he’d cooked. I so used to seeing to everyone else’s catering needs that I couldn’t remember the last time anyone had cooked for me. It would be nice to have someone serve me for a change.

  Especially this particular someone.

  Will opened the door and I felt the usual thrum of desire as I saw him. Tonight, he looked extra hot in a tight black tee and dark jeans that showed off his strong, ultra-masculine body.

  “Beth,” he said in that deep sexy drawl, leaning forward and kissing me on the cheek. He smelled musky and clean and when he put his hand on my hip and looked me up and down my knees went weak.

  “You look amazing,” he growled.

  Part of me wanted to skip dinner and get straight to the part where he took his clothes off, but somehow I managed to follow him into the dining room. Watching his tight, perfectly formed bum as he walked in front of me.

  His house was really nice. Clean and tastefully decorated. Nothing like the bachelor pad I’d been expecting. I could really tell a lot of thought had gone into what went where, as well as the actual items he’d bought. It was like everything had a specific purpose and a place and it was clear he didn’t mind spending a bit of money on something high-end if he thought it was important.

  The dining table was immaculately laid, complete with fresh flowers, champagne and candles. He dimmed the lights just a little and then held a chair out for me with a flourish.

  “My lady,” he said with a cheeky grin.

  “Kind sir,” I said, rubbing my bum against his crotch as I pushed passed him and took my seat.

  For a second he just looked down at me and licked his lips and I could tell he was finding it as hard as I was to keep himself under control. His waist was right in my line of sight and I couldn’t help but notice a considerable bulge there.

  He picked up the champagne bottle and popped the cork using his thumbs. A stream of white bubbles spilled out and somehow he managed to get it all in the glass without spilling any on the carpet. He handed me the glass and I took a sip. Enjoying the tickly sensation as the bubbles ran over my tongue and down my throat. “Perfect,” I said.

  He disappeared into the kitchen and came back with two plates. I could smell the meat before I saw it and my mouth filled with saliva in anticipation. Steak, greens and baby potatoes. Simple, elegant and delicious. Just like him.

  “I feel very spoiled,” I told him, taking the first bite of meat and feeling it practically melt in my mouth.

  He gave me an intense look, his eyes fixed on mine. “Good,” he said, “you deserve the best.”

  After dinner, he led me into the living room with our drinks and turned his stereo system on. Soft, classic R’n’B set the mood as I sat on the couch next to him, taking a big gulp of champagne to steady my nerves.

  He sat down next to me and put his arm around me, looking at me with a serious expression on his face.

  “I’m really falling for you Beth,” he said, “I want you to know that.”

  I opened my mouth to respond but he leaned forward and kissed me. Our tongues instantly colliding and rubbing against each other in perfect synergy. His thin layer of designer stubble gently scratching my cheeks. Turning me on.

  Our kiss became harder and more passionate as he slid a hand into my hair and gripped it at the base of my neck, pulling my head back and gently biting my ear then kissing the side of my face.

  I let out a small moan, unable to stop myself, as his hand moved from my waist to my breasts. My nipples hardening instantly at the gentle touch of his huge strong fingers.

  “I want to taste you,” he groaned. “I’ve been thinking about it for so long.”

  I inhaled sharply, feeling a throb in my clit at the thought of his mouth there.

  “Yes,” I replied, opening my legs just slightly as his hand moved down to the edge of my skirt. His fingers traced circles on my thigh, moving upwards until they brushed the lace crotch of my panties. I was already wet and aching for him as he circled my clit through the thin material.

  My breath was coming hot and heavy now and as I felt him tug at the edge of my panties I lifted my hips so he could slide them down, and then kicked them off along with my shoes. He gave a groan as he kissed my neck and cleavage and slipped a finger into me. My pussy tightening around him.

  I wanted him so bad I could hardly think straight and when he slid to his knees so he was in between my legs and pushed my skirt up over my hips I gasped with pure need. My insecurities about my body disappeared as he gazed at me with total appreciation, his fingers still slowly working their way in and out of me. Gradually going deeper and deeper with each thrust.

  “Do you want me to make you come, Beth?” he asked, his eyes dark with desire.

  I nodded, feeling myself blush.

  “Say it,” he said.

  I bit my lip as he sped up his fingers, “Oh God, Will,” I said, “make me come. I want you to make me come!”

  With a look of satisfaction, he started to kiss along my thighs, agonizingly slowly, still working his fingers in a steady rhythm until finally, his lips reached my pussy. He started rubbing my clit with his thumb as he kissed and nuzzled my pussy lips. Jolts of pleasure shooting through my body. My pussy growing even wetter and clenching in anticipation.

  “You taste and smell amazing,” he murmured.

  I lay back against the cushions, burying a hand in his hair and abandoning myself to the moment. He began to lap at my clit with his tongue and I whimpered with longing, bucking my hips towards him. Pushing my mound into his face as his tongue started to flick in and out of my opening.

  He made his movements a little stronger, pushing his fingers inside me again and picking up the pace while I rocked my hips against him. Any coherent thought was beyond me. All I could feel was his mouth and his fingers and it was like every nerve ending in my body was on fire with need. My orgasm building and building as I let out little moans of sheer bliss.

  When I did peak it was wave after wave of pleasure shattering over me. I heard myself scream as if from a long way away as I felt a rush of wetness between my legs.

  He gripped my thighs, burying his head even further between my legs as if to soak himself in my juices.

  When my orgasm finally subsided I lay panting on the cushions. Will was kneeling between my thighs, grinning at me wickedly.

  “That was amazing Beth. Feel how hard you’ve made me”. He guided my hand towards his erection, pushing against the fabric of his jeans. I gasped as I realized how big he was.

  He climbed on top of me, pinning my hands agains
t the couch and kissing me long and deep.

  “Let’s go upstairs,” he whispered.

  “Yes,” I said, feeling my pussy tighten again at the thought of what was still to come.

  Chapter 4

  Will

  I lead Beth upstairs, hardly able to contain my excitement. My cock was throbbing urgently and I just wanted to bury myself inside her.

  I couldn’t believe I had wasted so long to taste her pussy. Lying there with her legs open for me, screaming my name as she came...I had never been so happy in all my life. My cock was wet at the tip, leaking pre-cum. Aching to be inside her tight little pussy.

  It hadn’t been easy holding myself back those last few weeks when I had wanted to do that to her every time I’d seen her. But I needed to do things right with Beth. I didn’t want her thinking I was some fuckboy only after one thing. As far as I was concerned this was the real deal. Much more than a one-night stand or a casual fling.

  We reached the top of the stairs and she hesitated, looking at me. Her cheeks were still flushed from her orgasm and her hair tumbled all around her shoulders. She looked stunning.

  “Which way?” she asked.

  I grinned and spontaneously picked her up, carrying her over my shoulder. She half laughed, half squealed as I brought her into the bedroom.

  “I’m too heavy, you’ll drop me,” she protested.

  “You don’t weigh a thing,” I said honestly. I gave her ass a cheeky squeeze as I set her down on the floor and nodded towards the bed. She gasped as she turned around.

  I had scattered rose petals all over the bed and lit large scented candles just before she arrived. Now the room was full of a heady, flowery fragrance and the candles threw delicate shadows over the walls.

  Beth turned back to me, her eyes bright.

  “Will, this is lovely,” she whispered.

  “I want you to know you’re special to me Beth,” I said, stepping towards her. I kissed her lightly, reaching around for her zip and sliding it slowly down her back.

  She stepped out of her dress as I unclasped her bra and let it fall to the ground.

  As I stepped back to look at her I saw her blush and look away, her hands fluttering over her tummy as if to cover herself and I clasped her chin gently, tilting her head up to look at me.

  “Beth,” I said, “you’re glorious. Your body is amazing, please don’t ever hide it.”

  She flushed again but let her arms fall while I drank her in from head to toe. Naked, she was even more beautiful than I had imagined, with those large full breasts just begging to be kissed, her curvy waist and luscious thighs.

  Unable to hold back any more I gave a groan and pulled her towards me, kissing her roughly, then breaking away to pull my tee-shirt over my head and unbuckle my jeans. She ran her hands over my chest and I gasped at her touch.

  I was so desperate to be inside her I could barely get a word out but I knew I wanted things to be clear between us before we did this.

  “Beth, this isn’t just sex for me,” I said seriously. “If we do this, it’s because you want to be with me. You’re mine and only mine.”

  “That’s what I want too,” she said in a husky voice.

  I led her towards the bed and laid her down among the rose petals, before kicking off my jeans and kneeling in between her thighs. She wasn’t at all embarrassed now as she gazed up at me, reaching for my cock and stroking it with her slender fingers. I groaned loudly at her touch.

  “I need to be inside you,” I said, unable to hold back any more. I lay over her and slid myself slowly into her pussy, inch by inch as she moaned and writhed underneath me. She was soft, tight and wet around my cock and I groaned out her name as I finally pushed myself fully inside her.

  For a moment, I just held there. Pressing down with all my weight and feeling the steady throb of my fully engorged dick. I kissed her breasts and her neck and then I kissed her on the lips so hard I could taste blood. I tried pulling back, worried that I’d gone too far, but she was biting down on my bottom lip and I knew she liked it.

  I started to move, slowly at first then picking up the pace as she wrapped her legs around my back. The velvet walls of her pussy tightened around my cock as I thrust inside her, milking me.

  Sex had never felt so good. I had one hand on her bum and the other palming those big juicy breasts. I gripped her hips and rolled over, swinger her on top so she was straddling me. Her breasts stroking my chest and her hair covering my face.

  “I want to watch you,” I moaned. “I want to watch you fuck me.”

  She began to move on my cock, rocking her hips backward and forwards, taking her own pleasure from me. She tipped her head back and arched her back towards me so her breasts swayed temptingly in my face. I grabbed them and squeezed them together, lifting my head to lick and suck at her nipples. She started to move faster and I knew I was going to come soon. Wanting her to come again too I reached for her clit, stroking her expertly as she moved. Rubbing her in double time to the motion of our groins thrusting into each other. Pounding deeper and faster until her pussy started to clench and tighten, spasming and squeezing in anticipation of the climax.

  “Come for me Beth,” I urged her. “Come all over my cock.”

  She let out a scream and bucked her hips and I felt her begin to come. Instinctively, I grabbed her hips and pushed her on to me, thrusting harder than ever. Groaning loudly as my cock exploded inside her. My seed spilling out over and over as pleasure ran through my body.

  I had never come so intensely and as the aftershocks began to subside I collapsed back onto the pillows.

  Beth rolled off me, panting and I held out an arm, gathering her into my body. She laid her head on my chest and I kissed the top of it, breathing in the scent of her hair.

  “That was incredible,” I said.

  “I know,” she giggled, “I’ve never had such an intense orgasm,”

  I put both arms around her, hugging her tight.

  My woman.

  “I love you,” I murmured into her hair, and as soon as I said it I knew it was true.

  “I love you too,” she said, looking up at me with her eyes shining.

  Then she reached for my cock, and to my surprise, I was still rock hard and ready to go.

  “Again?” I asked playfully, kissing her face.

  “Again,” she nodded.

  Epilogue

  Beth

  I smiled to myself as Will ordered me a bottle of champagne. We were in the most expensive restaurant in town, celebrating our anniversary.

  After four years together he was still as sexy as hell and the only man who could turn my head.

  He still looked at me as if I was the only woman on the planet and had continued to do so even while I was pregnant with our son Brad. In fact, he seemed to find me sexier than ever.

  Just as well, considering the news I had for him...

  We got married not long before I gave birth and life couldn’t be sweeter. The café had done so well during our first year together I’d not only been able to employ more staff but had even opened another branch in the next town. The extra money meant I had been able to take a step back from the day to day and spend plenty of time with our son.

  I loved being a mom more than I ever could have dreamed. While it was hard work running a business with a small child I had thrived on the challenge, especially with Will by my side.

  The waiter arrived with the champagne and uncorked it, but as Will went to pour my drink I put my hand over the glass.

  “Not for me,” I said, smiling at him.

  His face lit up with joy, “You’re pregnant?” he asked, grabbing my hand and kissing it.

  “I’m pregnant,” I said.

  Will got out of his seat and came round the table, kissing me without a care who saw. As he pulled away he was grinning with delight.

  “And another thing,” I added, “It’s a girl.”

  “A beautiful baby girl,” he said, rubbing my stomac
h tenderly. Telling me he loved me. Thanking God for the thousandth time that two idiots had smashed my shop window and brought our lives together.

  “I love you too, Will Hartley,” I said. “I love you too.”

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