a layer of challenge in reality as her fingers fumbled with the tiny metal discs.
She'd managed three studs when he took over, swiftly undoing his cufflinks and pulling the half buttoned shirt over his head, exposing his chest — less cut than Jake's but all lean muscle and spare flesh, with a light dusting of hair on his pale skin, and nipples that pebbled as she ran her hands across them, eager for more touch. Eric continued on his mission to increase skin-to-skin contact, renewing his assault on her zipper, followed by the clasp of her strapless bra, which he defeated in record time.
For the sake of the dress, Emmy paused long enough in her exploration of Eric's body to slip out of the silk sheath, and drape it on her armchair before he marched her back towards the bed. Her heel caught on the edge of the bedroom rug and he took advantage of her stumble to topple her gently onto her back on the mattress.
And then he just stood over her, drinking her in, the look in his eyes reminiscent of the one he'd given her when she walked out to meet him at the door, earlier. Except that now she was just wearing tiny lace panties with sheer pantyhose, and those sparkly spike-heel shoes, her hair tumbling down her shoulders and onto the bedspread like a halo, and she was topless, hard pink nipples all but begging for his touch.
Eric didn't disappoint. She barely had time to reciprocate on the ogling front, staring past his broad shoulders and down the flat planes of his stomach to the trail of darker hair leading to his tapered waist and beyond, narrow hips emphasizing the sizable erection tenting his dress pants. Suddenly he was hovering over her, one arm braced on the side, his mouth ghosting down her neck and latching onto her breast, caressing one nipple, then the other, tongue and teeth working together to drive her to a peak of arousal.
"Jesus!" she hissed as he sucked one rosy peak and nipped at it, sending stabs of pleasure down her nerve endings. "Please... please don't stop."
"I have no intention of stopping," he said before licking a path between her breasts and down to her navel. "I might just vary the pleasures, if you don't mind."
And he reached for the waistband of her hose, rolling it down delicately, taking the panties with it, until he got to her ankles and she joined in, kicking her shoes off and wriggling her feet until the underwear lay in a ball at the foot of the bed. Emmy was now conscious that she was entirely naked — but for her jewelry — while Eric was still half-dressed. If she had the energy, she'd strip him efficiently but right now she was taut, waiting for his hands, his mouth, his breath on her skin.
His fingers trailed up her leg, stroking her calf, the inside of her knee, the soft tender flesh of her inner thigh, and predictably stopped before they reach her quivering center, only to start their tease on her other leg. Meanwhile his mouth dropped kisses along her belly, the hollows of her hips, the underside of her breast, and Emmy felt her mind unraveling with the sheer intensity of it all.
"You are a goddamn tease, that's what you are," she spat out when he repeated the bait and switch, and he laughed. Nose an inch from her crotch, the bastard laughed, but as she was about to grab a fistful of hair and drag him in place, he relented, and his tongue made contact with her — God, so wet — folds and swirled briefly around her clit, once, twice, three times, until Emmy cried out.
He took that — rightly — as encouragement, and dove in, kneeling at the foot of the bed, or so she imagined, because all her focus was now on the feeling between her legs, and logistics be damned. His hands were pushing her thighs apart, gently but firmly, while his tongue crisscrossed every part of her sex, returning again and again at her erect bud, sucking and licking with passion and precision. When he inserted two long fingers inside her, curling them slightly to hit that point that made her see stars, she whimpered and started moaning on each breath, louder and louder until she came in one long wave of unbearable pleasure that left her limp and blissed out.