If only he loved me too

Chapter 33: thirty three

He gulps down his wine in one go and places the glass on the kitchen counter and walks towards me

losing his tie and unbuttoning his blazer and getting rid of it, he started to uncuff his shirt and rolled it on

his arms. That single action had me so hot and bothered not even men in leather pants had that effect

on me. He did all that without losing eye contact, the tiny smirk on his face said that he noticed my

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" I know and I'm sorry I couldn't reach you after that, but I'm here now and this time I'm going to make it

right, " that he was right in front of me and I was engulfed with his sexy musky sent that blurred my

thoughts

"And how are you going to do that?" The liquor in me was taking its effect and my intense desire to be

with him was overpowering my sane mind.

"I have a lot of ways, it's better if I show you, " he leaned in and kissed me with so much passion that

turned my insides into a puddle

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"I'm sorry, " he murmured, and before I could reply his lips were back on mine. He kissed me with so

much force, I wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled him closer. His hands moved on my body

expertly, feeling every dip and curve then settled down on my ass squeezing and fondling with them

like they were some squeaking toy.

I gasped erotically as his lips moved down my neck kissing and biting on his way. "Jump" he whispered

in my ear huskily and sucking the earlobe it had me shivering in pleasure, I did as he asked and

wrapped my legs around his waist, he pulled me away from the wall while kissing the hell out of me. He

moved expertly into the direction of our bedroom and closed the door, his smooth lips on my were

devouring my mouth.

He threw me on the plush bed, as I bounced on it. I watch him as he ripped his dress shirt and threw it

on somewhere in the room then came back to me with double the urgency and double the pleasure.

I sat up and got rid of my leather top, and luckily I wasn't weren't a bra that got his eyes to turn darker

with lust. He pushed on my back and kissed my lips, his hands went to my breasts squeezing them,

teasing them. He ran his finger over my right bud making it hard in the process. My breath hitched with

the shot of pleasure that went through my body, I was seeing stars. His lips slowly descended my neck

to my breasts, I saw him move and he didn't take his eyes off of me, he flicked my bud before taking it

in his mouth and sucking the taut pink blossom, I gasped with contentment.

He took it as an encouragement and did the same with my other bud, his warm breath hit my bud

making it hard before diving to take it in his mouth, his hand cupped my other breast and kept it busy. I

was withering in my place, my fingers were scratching and pulling on his hair, he took my hands and

placed them above my head "keep them here, " the order in his voice was clear as daylight.

I grabbed the wooden handle on the bed and closed my eyes feeling his warm mouth abusing my

nipples, his hands slowly moved downwards and stopped at the waistline of my leather pants. I opened

my eyes as he was already looking at me with an intense look, I knew that look he was asking for

permission to carry on.

Should I? Or maybe I should stop him now before it got out of my hands. The continuous conflict in my

mind was turning me sober. I closed my eyes for a second and I knew my answer

Then I nodded

Then all the hell broke loose because the beast was finally out