If only he loved me too

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 reaction to his striping session.

" 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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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

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

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

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

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