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While he watched, rapt, I uncapped it, rolled it up, and reapplied it

"You can’t be real," he whispered

My pulse pounded so powerfully beneath my breastbone that I still couldn’t catch my breath I set the lipstick behind hi the top two buttons of his shirt He stood co my mouth to the warm skin just over his heart

I liftedhis expression of wonder

"Again," he rasped

I leaned forward, kissing lower, releasing another button, and then another I kissed over his rib, bending to kiss again where chest turned into sto out in sharp exhales that jerked his abdo his chest and sto around the rest of the day wearing me beneath his clothes But I didn’t want to be done with this, and he didn’t see," I told him

He wants ers toyed with his belt, eyes studying his expression If it tightened, if I saw even an inch of retreat there, I would back off

Instead, I saw relief, acquiescence, so just shy of desperation

His belt ca of metal on metal His zipper ticked down in the silent roo the open fabric of his dress pants The straining tip of his cock pressed up against the elastic waistband of his boxers The quiet was sliced apart every tiust

I saw his eyes flicker to the door and then return to my face

I shook my head "I can st--"

His "no" was sharply hissed

With a little nod, I kissed the soft trail of hair on his abdoasped

I slid my hand into his boxers, nearly undone by the dip of his Adam’s apple as he sed, let his head fall back I was struck all over again by the weight of hith I pulled free as I kneeled in front of him

"I probably need more lipstick," I whispered

With effort, he raised his head, looking down at ers fu pens and papers to the floor before finding the silver tube