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Authors: A. L. Zaun

BOOK: The Do Over
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"Hey." She hypnotically looked up at me through her long lashes. "Happy to see me?"

Her hotness at that very moment was off the charts, and it took everything in my power to not go caveman on her. I wanted to throw her over my shoulder and take her to my bed. She cracked a smile and then bit her lower lip, letting out a soft sigh. I was about to lose it. My dick was definitely wide-awake.

I pulled back from her and smiled. "Happy doesn't begin to describe it. You look amazing as always."

"What about my kiss?" She pouted with a hand on her hip.

My eyes were trained on her lips. They were begging for my attention, and I wanted to give it to them.

"Baby…" I took a deep breath. "If I kiss you now, I won't be able to stop."

I wanted her. There was no doubt about it. She drove me insane and turned me on. There was nothing more that I wanted than to be with her. From the moment I saw her until probably the day I took my last breath, my desire would burn for her.

She moved toward me with an exotic look in her eyes, almost like a tiger about to catch her prey. "I want my hello kiss."

My girl liked playing with fire. Good thing that was my specialty.

"I warned you," I said, keeping my eyes focused on hers.

I could feel my heart beating faster in my chest. I had to clear my head.
I could just kiss her hello. I could do this.
Although I couldn't stop thinking about the other night, feeling her squirming under my touch, I reminded myself that she deserved our first time to be special.

Licking her lips, she smiled and let out a sexy laugh.

I was a goner. I needed to keep it together. I had to love her more than I loved my dick.
Shit, where'd that come from?

I went up to her, leaned in, and brushed my lips softly against hers. Her lips parted in a smile, and she let out a soft moan.
Fuck, that was hot.
My mouth went rogue on hers. I cupped her face with my hands to try to keep them occupied because they had orders from my dick to touch every single inch of her body. I reminded myself to love her more than my dick.
Shit, there it was again.
I had to keep my head in the game because my dick was calling the shots, and she deserved better than that. I wanted better for her, for us.

I pulled back, breathing heavily. When my fingers caressed her face, she leaned into them with a whimper.

"Baby," I said with a husky voice, "I need to stop. I want you too much." I tried to keep it together as much as I could. "I want to give you something special, and right now, I'm not thinking special."

I needed her help here. She wrapped her hand around my neck and brought my head toward hers. Grazing her lips over mine, she teased me with her tongue.

With her mouth still on mine, she crooned, "Liam, I want you. Now. Don't stop." She stood on her toes, running her hands through my hair.

When I picked her up, she wrapped her legs tightly around my waist. After I set her down on the kitchen counter, her fingers hooked under the hem of her top. My eyes trailed her hands as they slowly slid the top off of her body.

I traced her body with my mouth, blowing softly as I moved up to follow the path of the discarded top. "Tell me what you like," I whispered in her ear, nipping her lobe.

She pressed her body against mine as she tilted her head to the side. "Everything you're doing," she said, her voice sweetly alluring. "I haven't been able to stop thinking about how you touched me the other night."

Her body moved seductively while my hands traced the silky outline of her bra.

As my hands toyed with her nipples, I mumbled in her hair, "I knew my touch would be memorable."

Her hands slid down my chest and rested over my shorts. "Without a doubt," she panted, squeezing my dick, "very cocky."

My lips curled into a smile as they brushed over hers, and then I kissed her with everything I had. I needed her more than air. I wanted to feel her body under my touch. When I caressed her, her body shivered, and my dick throbbed.

Her tits were swollen and bulging out of her bra. I unclasped her bra and set them free. Kneading her nipple with one hand, I brought my mouth over the other one as I sucked on it gently, swirling my tongue and nipping it with my teeth. Her head fell back as she purred.

"How about that? Do you like that?" I asked. Squeezing her tits together, I licked each nipple.

"Nope, not at all. I think you're losing your touch. You have to work harder," she said breathlessly as she slid her hands under my shirt.

I slipped my hands up her shorts. "Oh, I'll give you harder."

My fingers teased her wet pussy. Her moans were driving me insane, making me come undone. She was hot and panting, and my dick was throbbing. I was ready for deep and steady strokes.

"Baby, I need you so fucking much," I said through labored breathing.

Her hands traveled up my chest and around my back, pulling me closer to her. She brought her lips to my neck, licking and nibbling until she reached my ear. "Liam," she whispered, "make love to me."

My heart rate was soaring. I carried her to my room and laid her on the bed. I stood there and admired her. I was crazed, yearning to be inside her.

I smiled. "You're so beautiful."

Suddenly, something changed for me. I had to slow down. Maybe everything just became clear. I wanted her to be mine in more than a physical way. She owned me. If I had a doubt before, it was gone now. Looking at her, I knew that I loved her.

"Are you sure?" I asked.

 

I lay on his bed, biting my lower lip. His darkened blue eyes burned with desire. My heart was bursting with longing. I couldn't clearly define what I was feeling. It was intense, deep, and consuming. Physically aching for his touch, I needed to be close to him and feel his body against me, in me. I was hungry for him. I couldn't help but smile. I was more than sure.

With my eyes fixed on his, I said in a breathy voice, "Yes."

I unbuttoned my shorts and shimmied them off while he looked on with a crooked smile. He took off his shirt, and my lips parted when I saw his nicely chiseled abs. His fingers gingerly teased my skin as his hands made a slow progression up my legs. They naturally spread open up for him. His touch caused a sensory explosion in me as he ran his fingers under the seam of my panties. As my hips lifted to meet his hands, he slipped one and then two fingers inside of me. With a gasp, my eyes closed as I relaxed into his movement, letting my body go to just feel him.

He slowly pulled out his fingers, leaving me desperate for him. He slid off my panties and caressed his hands down my legs and then up again. He trailed gentle kisses along my inner thigh until he found my clit. As he sucked slowly, swirling his tongue, I raked my fingers through his hair. Writhing under him and his touch, I could feel myself getting close. He slid his fingers back inside me, coaxing me, as I came and cried out my release. Pulling him close to me, I brought his mouth over mine and kissed him feverishly.

I rubbed my legs along the back of his legs up to his tight ass. He positioned himself between them. He pressed his erection against me, sending shivers throughout my body. As he kissed along my neck and collarbone, my hands traveled to his shorts, unbuckling his belt. He slid them down the rest of the way.

When he leaned over me, our mouths connected. I couldn't take much more.

"Please, Liam, I need you," I panted.

Stretching back, I grabbed the bottom of the headboard as I raised my hips against his erection to entice him. He stopped, and our eyes locked. His gaze was full of heat and tenderness.

"I want you, all of you," he said, lowering his lips to kiss me. "I need you to be mine."

I wanted nothing more in the world than to be his. "Yours, all yours." I couldn't tear my eyes away from his.

He reached over and grabbed a condom out of the drawer. Taking it out of his hand, I opened the wrapper. Gripping the rim with my fingers, I positioned it over his tip and then rolled it down the entire length of his dick. He groaned as I touched and squeezed him.

Leaning over me, he teased me with his tip. "You have no idea how much I…I'm yours," he said, slowly entering me. "Baby, you're so tight." He slowly pulled back out and then entered me again, pushing deeper. "You feel so good."

He rocked in and out—slow, steady, and deep with every thrust—as my body stretched, gladly receiving him. My arms and legs wrapped tightly around him, keeping him close. I moaned as we set our rhythm. He possessed me as I lay under him. Every part of me was his. The connection I felt with Liam was indescribable. We were one, and it was perfect.

"I want to watch you. Open your eyes and look at me," he said.

As the pressure built, he thrust harder and faster, encouraging me into my orgasm, and then we came together.

Pulling out slowly, he whispered, "Baby, you're amazing." He kissed me, trailing his lips down my chin until his head was buried in my neck.

I wanted this moment, lying there with our naked bodies entwined, to last forever.

When I heard his breathing deepen, I asked, "Are you sleeping?"

"I need a nap. I barely slept last night, and you just kicked my ass," he mumbled, yawning.

We didn't have to be in the Keys until later this evening, so we had time. I tried to crawl out of bed, but he pulled me closer to him.

"Stay here," he whispered.

I kissed the top of his head. "I'll be right back. I have to go to the bathroom."

When I came back, I saw his body stretched out on the bed. He looked so peaceful. I admired his naked body.
Damn, he has an awesome ass.
I knew it was probably inappropriate, but I had to get a picture of him, so I pulled out my phone and took one.

I put on his shirt and grabbed my Kindle. I figured I could read while he slept. I climbed back in bed and nestled beside him. As I read, I softly traced my fingers up and down his muscular arm that was draped over me. I was in heaven.

 

I woke up feeling like a new man. Dani was looking down at me, smiling. She should get used to waking up with me because I liked this a lot. I stretched up and grabbed her, bringing her into me. She squealed and started laughing. She rolled on top of me and straddled my hips.
Damn, she is beautiful.
Sitting there on top of me, she wore my shirt with a mischievous grin. I smiled back at her, traced my hands softly up her legs, and rested them around her waist. She licked her lips as she started to seductively rub herself against my eager dick.
Fuck, she's hot.

"You think you own me, don't you?" I smiled at her, running the pads of my fingers gingerly over her thighs.

"Oh, I don't think. I know."

She settled lower and pressed into my traitorous dick. My hands slid under her shirt and cupped her breasts. Her nipples pebbled under my touch. As much as she owned me—and she did—she wasn't going to top me. I smiled at her and then went in for the attack. As I tickled her, I rolled her under me and then kissed her deeply.
Life is definitely very good.
I couldn't remember ever being this happy.

I pulled her up with me. "As much as I'd love to spend the rest of the day in bed with you, we have to get going."

After we loaded up the car, we started up our two-hour drive down to the Keys. The weather was beautiful. I looked out at the Atlantic on my left and the Gulf on my right.

"You've got a goofy grin on your face. You better tell me what you're thinking about," she said. She tried very hard, without success, to be domineering.

"Excuse me, Ms. Bossy Pants…" I laughed. "If you
must
know, I was thinking about taking you out on my boat. You don't get seasick, do you?"

Her eyes sparkled as she softly bit her lower lip. "I'd love to go boating with you. I actually know a thing or two. I used to go out with my dad and sisters all the time. I can be your Gilligan. Aye, aye, Skipper." She saluted me.

"Ah, Little Buddy, I can't wait," I said.

I really couldn't. I glanced over at her to see that she was looking out the window with a smile on her face. I nodded my head.
Yes, this is good. We are good.

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