My fingers fist in his shirt as I crave more. I do not even realize when he moves me to the right a little bit. Next thing I know, I feel Duke’s hands grab both of my ass cheeks before lifting me and setting me on the counter with ease.
He continues kissing me while my legs wrap around his waist. With my ankles hooked around him, I pull him close. I let out a moan as I feel his hard cock pressing into me.
He breaks the kiss to whisper, “Do you believe me now that I think you’re sexy as hell?” He grabs my hand and leads it to the front of his pants. I rub him through the denim, causing him to let out a low growl.
His lips find mine again, this time turning frantic—hungry. He wants this just as much as I do.
Our hands run all over each other’s bodies like we can’t get enough. It’s like all the tension between us since we met has formed into one giant flaming ball of lust.
And we are headed straight for a massive explosion.
Just when it’s really starting to get hot and heavy, Duke stops. When he pulls back to look at me, I worry that he’s about to put the brakes on this whole thing. Instead, he sends shivers down my body with just one word.
Don’t have to tell me twice. Duke helps me off the counter and takes my hand in his. As we are walking out of the kitchen, I say, “Wait, what about the lasagna?”
His dark eyes pierce into mine. “Sweetheart, please don’t be offended when I say this, but there is something I’d much rather eat than lasagna right now.”
Fuck the lasagna.
I lead him up the stairs as quickly as I can, excited to get this show on the road. The moment we get to the bed, I feel his hands wrap around me from behind. They start at my hips and slowly travel upward until he’s teasing my breasts. My head falls back against his chest, and he takes the opportunity to trail kisses along my neck.
He slides one hand across my chest and into the opening of my low-cut shirt. His skin may be rough, but his hands feel amazing against me.
His fingers slowly flick against my nipples, and I let out a loud moan. I have big boobs, making everything extremely sensitive. Combine that with the fact that I haven’t been touched in years, and you’ve got me about to start coming right here.
Just when my head starts spinning, Duke’s hands move down my body. He whispers in my ear, “As great as these jeans look on you, I’m excited to see what’s underneath.”
Slowly, his fingers undo the button on the front and start to slide the denim down my legs. I step out, leaving only my booty-short panties underneath.
“Damn, girl. Look at this ass,” he says, rubbing the globes of my backside. “Fucking perfect.”
A moment later, he turns me back around so that I’m facing him. Next, he focuses his attention on taking off my shirt and bra. Before I know it, I stand in front of him in nothing more than my underwear. Normally, this is the point where I would start to feel awkward. I’d be trying to cover up my stomach or diving under the blankets on the bed to hide any potential viewing of my body.
Don’t get me wrong; I don’t hate my body. I embrace the fact that I’m a little more on the fluffy side. But it’s always easy to tell when you’re with a guy who may not find that on the higher end of the attractive scale. They get that look in their eyes that says they wish I was thinner, but they’re going to bang me anyway because it’s convenient.
After a while, I got tired of the look.
But the way Duke is looking at me right now is nothing like the ones those other guys gave. This look is one that shows he loves what he sees.
And he’s about to prove it to me.
“Lie down,” he commands. “Get comfortable.”
I do as he says, and he quickly joins me, climbing between my legs.
“Is this okay?” He asks.
“Yes,” I whisper.
“You can tell me to stop, and I will. No questions asked.”
“Please, no. Don’t stop,” I plead.
He grabs the top of my panties and pulls them down, exposing me entirely. He tosses them off the side of the bed before lowering his head between my legs. I feel him gazing at my most sensitive area, and I’m grateful I felt the need to do some ‘landscaping’ down there earlier.