I waved a goodnight to Roxie then turned back to him, the center of my attention for the rest of the night. He pulled me into his arms and pushed me against the door, and I opened my mouth to take the kiss he gave me. Eagerly, our tongues twined together, and I felt desire, familiar now, but still new and addictive, rise within me.

I wanted to tear his clothes off, to have him take me right now, here in a wild moment of senselessness. But, he pulled away, a grin on his lips.

He dropped his suit jacket on the floor then tore the shirt away from his hard stomach and off of his arms, the buttons gone in every direction. My nostrils flared, and my eyes narrowed as I looked at him. My fingers ached to touch him, but he stood too far away. He caught his lip between his teeth and gave me this look.

God, I desperately wanted him to fuck me! Again, though, he danced away,

and I could only sink against the door with a groan. “What are you doing to me?”

“I’m enticing you, pet, showing you what you’ve missed. Don’t you want to

see?” His hand traveled down his stomach to the buckle of his belt, and my

eyebrows knitted together.

“Yes, yes I do want to see.” I was the one biting a lip now as I waited for the leather belt to fly from its loops and across the room.

“Let me touch you.” I asked softly, bewitched, and he came over, the top button of his trousers undone but not the zipper. Too much of a temptation to resist.

I slid my hand up his rigid length as he came near, a hand on each side of my head as I cupped him in my hand and sank to my knees. Eager to please, but more eager to taste, to feel desire rocket through me as he groaned above me, his cock grinding into my mouth. I kissed the flat plane of his stomach, and our eyes met when I looked up at him.

I was his sole focus, the center of his world now, and I gave him a wicked

grin.

“What’s amused you so much, pet?” he asked, his finger on my cheek.

“I’m just happy to be with you, sir. Happy to know you want your cock in my mouth.”

I felt a sense of power when I saw him shiver, his eyes on my face as I undid the zipper of his pants. He didn’t reply now; he just watched me. His pants fell from his body, and I smiled to find him naked and ready for me. I lifted a hand, wrapped my fingers around him, and took a deep breath.

He felt nice in my hand, heavy and hot, silky smooth and thick. My index finger wouldn’t meet my thumb, he was so thick, and I knew I was a lucky girl.

My first time wouldn’t be with a small man, at least. If he let me have my way, that is. I began to move my hand, not to provoke a reaction, but just to feel him, to feel the miracle that was the human body.

“Pet … what are you doing?” His voice was shaky, and that made me twinge

deep inside, a secret happiness at the control I had over him for a moment.

“I’m pleasing you, sir.” I let my tongue dance along the length before I spoke again. “Don’t you want me to please you?”

I blinked up at him, innocently, coyly, and he shuddered with excitement.

“Don’t stop.” He wanted more. Good. I didn’t want to stop.

“If that’s what you wish, sir.” The words came out as a sigh against his

length. I leaned forward then, dragged my tongue over the tip of him, and learned his shape all over again, before I took another deep breath.

I opened my mouth, made sure my lips were slick, and took him inside my

mouth.

Mr. Dark sighed, and his fingers plunged into my hair when I took him deeper. I wasn’t an expert, but I’d watched some how-to videos once the kids were asleep and practiced the technique on him. He went deeper, further, and his finger trailed a gentle caress along my jaw. Something about that was sensual, knowing that his cock was in my mouth as he touched my face.

“Have you been practicing, Stephanie?” It wasn’t an accusation, just a simple question.

“Does it matter?” I wiped at my face and smiled, ready to continue, compliant, and quiet.

“No, but if you want to know what I like, how to make it really good, I can guide you.” He waited for my reply, and I could tell he wasn’t judging, just asking if I wanted guidance.

“That might be helpful.”

“Okay.”

“What is lesson one?” I gripped him and gave a soft tug that was still firm enough to make his head sink back.

“Just like that, Stephanie.” I tightened my grip on him a little more and listened to the way his breathing changed. “Do you want my mouth on your cock now?”

“Not yet. Fuck, don’t stop.” His words were a hiss, and I felt that twinge all over again.

“You just tell me when you want to stick your cock in my mouth, sir, and I’ll let you in.” That was really just a tease and nothing more. I was getting the idea about how to tease a man into passion.

His eyes cut down to my lips, and his fingers teased at them. “Open, Stephanie.”

That was definitely a command, and he held my chin as I opened my lips for

his entry. My tongue snaked out to lick at the thumb still on my chin as I moved

my head forward.

I opened my lips to him, and he moved forward to thrust into my open mouth

with precision. He didn’t miss at all, and I closed my mouth around him but didn’t move. I wanted his instructions.

“Now, suck me, Stephanie. Suck my dick.” At any other time, I’d have slapped him then shuddered at his crudity, but right now, it only enhanced the delight I felt, my desire.

I pulled my cheeks in and sucked at him as I worked my way up his length

and let my tongue cup him from the bottom.

I placed my hand at the base of his cock, circled around his girth to hold him in place as I went back down. I increased my pace every time his breath hissed in between his teeth or he groaned, until I heard him moan and fall back against the door. Then, I kept doing what I was doing, lost in the sounds he made in the way he thrust into my mouth.

Mr. Dark’s hips moved in time with my head, his thrusts not gentle at all.

He’d lost control, and he moved in time with my mouth’s suction.

“Fuck. Stephanie.” My lips were going numb, but I didn’t care, so when he