When we finally close the door behind Emma and Kieran, I’m ready to attack Victoria. She seemed to spend the whole night trying to turn me on. Every little moan of pleasure, every little look, every time she made sure I had a great view at her cleavage or her ass left me desperate to finish what we started.

But now, with the door closed and company gone, she seems timid at best. She glances up at me, her brown eyes wide as she studies my face.

She’s not getting away that easily. I reach out to touch her face and tilt her head up to kiss her. Her lips are soft under mine and I quickly deepen the kiss.

She whimpers and presses her back to the door like it can help keep her on her feet. I wrap an arm around her to keep her upright as her tongue meets mine. There’s something so innocent in her kiss I’m desperate for more. I want to push her, to show her everything, to teach her what I like.

But more than that, I want her to enjoy herself.

Her hands flatten against the door, but I’m done waiting. I break the kiss to scoop her up in my arms. “Kyle,” she whispers, and I look down at her as I carry her to my bedroom.

Her face lights up with joy and wonder as she speaks. “I love you,” she says, her hands finding my shoulders as I cradle her to my chest.

I push my bedroom door open with my foot and place her carefully on my bed. She’s quick to pull me into a kiss and I suck her lower lip between my teeth.

As I release her, she whispers, “Oh god, Kyle.”

She hasn’t seen anything yet. I’m going to make sure this isn’t a night she soon forgets. I take her shirt and tug it up past her flat belly, her cute white bra and over her head. I drop it over the side of the bed and notice she’s looking at me with worry in her face.

“You’re so sexy,” I whisper, needing her to know she’s perfect.

She grins and nibbles on her lower lip. I press a kiss to her collar bone, loving the beautiful curve to it. Her breath leaves on a sigh of pleasure and I release her bra. I tug it away and her hair covers her breasts. But not before I see her tanned nipples.

Fuck, I’m harder than I’ve ever been before, I’m sure of it.

She relaxes back on the bed, her grin mischievous as she tucks her thumbs into her pants ad begins to work them down with small, teasing motions. I’m not in the mood for slow, though, and I grab them and pull them off as she squeals in shock.

She’s wearing the cutest little white lace panties I’ve ever seen. Maybe it’s because they’re the kind of underwear a woman wears when she wants them seen, but I’ve never been so floored by straight white lingerie.

They can stay, I decide as she lifts her head to look at me. Her expression is total dazed lust that just shoves me closer to the edge of oblivion. “Kyle,” she whimpers, her head dropping back onto the bed.

I can’t wait any longer. I bury my face in the sweet warmth of her pussy, loving the contrast of lace and her closely-cropped fuzz. I’ve never liked pubic hair on women before, but this is so soft and pretty I don’t mind it at all. It’s yet another first that only Victoria taught me I was okay with.

“What are you doing?” she whispers, her voice shocked as I tongue her through the lace undies. Her sexy whimper of pure pleasure rewards me and I move the lace aside to taste her. She’s sweet and tart, a beautiful compliment to end the day on.

But I’m not here to play, to draw out her agony. I’m here to make her come.

My tongue seeks her clit out and I settle in on it at a cruel, punishing pace that instantly puts her hips into movement and her hands holding onto the sides of my head. It’s amazing that her whole body seems to move with me. Even when her thighs tighten around my head, she’s not keeping me from licking her, no; it feels like she’s trying to hold me in place, to keep me from leaving.

“Oh, god,” She says, her voice a whine of excitement and desperation.

But I’m beyond listening to her as I taste her, as her body begins to sing for me. Her belly is tight, her thighs flexing on either side of my head, her fingers tangling in my hair. And her hips, bucking into me as if she thinks she’s in charge of this.

Silly woman. You’re mine.

I growl as if uttering the words aloud in a warning to her, and she cries out in a mixture of shock and pleasure. Her hips are jolting now, her whole being seems to come apart, out of sync, she trembles and shivers as if her whole body forgot how to exist.

It’s fucking beautiful.

The rush of wet on my chin leaves me drinking deeply of her. She’s so perfect, so sweet, so warm and delicious.

“Please, please, please,” she’s whimpering. But I’m not making sense of what she’s asking and she’s not clarifying. With a hand on her belly, I try to keep her from pushing me away.

“Stop,” She whispers, and I stop.

When she lifts her head, her eyes are fever bright. I back off her as she sits up, her dazed expression filled with a glossy haze of sheer pleasure.

“I want to taste you,” she says shyly and my cock pulses. It takes every ounce of self-control I have to stay still standing at the foot of the bed as she crawls off the bed and kneels before me. I want to grab her, to shove my cock as deep down her throat as I can until she gags.

But I don’t. I have a feeling this is new for her. And I don’t want it to be bad for her.

I watch her pink lips turn red under the pressure of her teeth as she studies my hard cock. When she wraps her soft fingers around me, I groan in pleasure. Still, I watch as her lips part and we warm, wet mouth takes me.

I watch as my shaft slides deeper and deeper in my mouth. Shock fills me as she takes me all the way in her throat and begins to swallow as if she’s done this before. Fuck, it’s heaven.

My knees feel weak as she looks up at me with those wide, innocent brown eyes.

Bloody hell, she’s going to fucking destroy me.