Page 27 of The Plus One Pact

"I can show you." I let a teasing tone drop into my voice. A playfulness. "Or I can handle it."

"That one."

"Soon," I say.

"Soon?" Surprise drops into her voice. She expects to set the terms. And she does.

But this is what she wants. A tease. "You want to draw it out, don't you?"

She nods.

"Come here," I say.

She tosses the condom onto the bed and slips into my lap.

I kiss her hard. I pull her body into mine, so her softness is pressed against my hardness.

The slacks are in the way, but she still gasps as she glides over me.

It feels too good. I won't last.

I'm going to have to go with routine. Some things are classic for a reason.

I tease her here for a moment, then I shift her onto the bed, on her back.

Slowly, I kiss my way down her body, stopping at her breasts, to suck on her nipples.

When I get to her belly button, I slow. I draw it out. Until I'm right where I'm supposed to be.

Then I go to her inner knee. I kiss a line up her thigh, closer and closer.

Until I'm there.

A soft brush of my lips against her. Then one long, slow lick. Because I want to taste her.

She's sweet, wet, ready.

But, still, I draw her out. A few slow strokes. Then firmer. Harder.

I find the spot she needs.

A groan falls from her lips. Her hands find my shoulders. Then my hair. She tugs at me, bucking her hips, falling into this completely.

I work her until she comes.

Her groans fill the room. She gets sweeter, wetter, more ready.

"Fuck." The word falls off her lips as if it's been waiting for them. As if she's remembering some old way of being. Some sense she used to feel all the time. "Take off your clothes."

I tease her. I shift off the bed and stand. Slowly, I undo my tie. "Like this?" I toss the red silk on the bedspread.

"Faster."

"Faster?" I unbutton my suit jacket as slowly as I can.

She watches, her eyes heavy with need. Not sure if she wants to tell me to hurry up or die from anticipation. "Faster." She decides. "Much faster."

I move a little faster as I unbutton my shirt. Then the belt. Shoes. Socks. Slacks.