Sex Unlimited(7)

“Please, come in,” his husky voice replies. I walk inside the large, elegant room and see that the music is coming from an iPod docking station. “Hope you don’t mind, but I brought music.”

“No, not at all.”

“I also have a bottle of both red and white wine. I wasn’t sure what you’d prefer, but I thought it might help relax us a bit. By the way, you look stunning.” He closes the distance between us and places a kiss softly on the curve of my neck. Goose bumps scatter across my skin at his touch. “And you smell incredible.”

I try not to blush. “Thank you. So do you.” He’s wearing a slate gray V-neck that stretches across his toned chest and arms with dark denim jeans that hang low on his waist. And he’s barefoot.

So damn sexy.

“Red or white?” He motions to the bottles of wine.

“Red, please.”

“Looks like we already have something in common. I’m a red man myself.” He pops the cork and I make my way over to the wingback chair off to the side. He pours our wine and hands me a glass.

“Thank you.” I inhale the aroma of the wine and take a sip. It’s wonderful.

“I’m glad you came. I was worried.”

“You were?”

He places his glass on the bedside table, then kneels down in front of me. “Yes, I was.” He starts to unbuckle my strappy left heel. “These shoes are sexy but I bet they are dreadfully uncomfortable.”

“Yes, actually they’re horribly uncomfortable,” I reply. His hands are warm against my skin as he slowly removes the first shoe, and then the second. Methodically, he begins to rub my feet one by one.

“How’s this? Feel good?”

I sigh and lean my head back a bit. It feels amazing. I’ve been so tense all day. “I had no idea I was going to get a foot massage tonight but yes, I love it. It’s relaxing.”

His hands move up to my ankles, then my calves. Heat begins pooling in my lower stomach and I adjust myself in the chair. He gives me a mischievous look with those smoky blue eyes and places a kiss on the inside of my right knee. I instinctively flinch. It’s so intimate, yet so innocent.

“I think we might need to move you over to the bed.”

Wow, he isn’t wasting any time.

“Already?” God, did I really just say that out loud? I remember what Janette said and an idea pops into my head.

“Yes, already. Why wait? Why do the awkward thing? I want to touch you, taste you and more than anything, Candace, I can’t wait to feel your pussy tight around me. You’re going to be simply beautiful beneath me. I don’t want to wait another second.”

This man is going to be the end of me with his dirty mouth and honest ways. “I have another idea.”

He gives me a surprised look. “Oh, really? What idea might that be?” He stands up and holds out his hand to me. “Does your idea involve the bed?”

I shake my head from side to side slowly. I summon every ounce of self-confidence I have and drop to my knees before him. I look up at him with determination. His eyes are swimming with need.

“What are you doing?”

I smile like a Cheshire cat. “I’m about to wrap my lips around your cock.” I reach out to the button on his jeans, but he covers my hand with his.

“No, I want you to be pleasured first, not me.”

I narrow my eyes as I tilt my head to the side and give him a look that says I’m in control right now. “What about what I want? Let me suck your dick, Brisban. I don’t have to make you come. I just want to feel you inside my mouth.” I wonder what Janette would think about my forwardness. I feel like a sexy vixen about to claim her prey. Who am I? I don’t know this woman.

“Christ, keep talking to me like that and there will be zero foreplay,” he says from between gritted teeth.

“I knew you would like the dirty talk. Now let me unbutton these jeans.” He pulls away his hand and allows me to unbutton, unzip and pull them down. He steps out of the jeans leaving him only in a pair of tight white boxer briefs. His dick is erect and huge. I try to hide my surprise as I reach out and pull the boxers down. Large heavy balls hang just beneath the most beautiful cock I’ve ever laid eyes on—thick and much longer than what I’m accustomed to.

“Do you like what you see?” he asks, reaching down and stroking himself twice.

“Very much.” I wet my lips before leaning forward. “Do you realize I’m going to be kissing your cock before I’ve even kissed your mouth?” I ask him.

“Yes, I realize that. You have somewhat thrown a curve ball in my plan to seduce you properly. You’ve turned the tables on me.”