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my ears nearly smacking him in the face in the process.  Graceful, I know.  He didn’t seem to mind though.
    “ Ahh…” he said before his lips brushed over the side of my neck right where my pulse was pounding under my skin.  I sucked in a deep breath at the unexpected contact.  My head fell back to give him better access as his lips softly brushed over my skin.  He kissed a path up my neck leaving a trail of burning skin behind until his lips found mine.  The moment his lips touched mine I released a shaky breath with a throaty moan.  This man could kiss.
    When we were in the bar I had planned to just gently kiss his lips, tease him, just a peck.  Then I don’t know what happened, one minute I was gently pressing my lips to his, planning to pull away and the next we were making out in front of an entire bar.
    He pulled his lips away and tucked me under his arm again so fast my head was spinning.  “Come on,” he said as he started to lead me towards his house again.  He was more dragging me than guiding me.  His steps were more rushed than before.  “Before I forget that we’re standing in the middle of the street or stop caring and take you right here.”  Those words should have been crude but they got my blood pumping.  It was nice to feel so desirable.  Lincoln, tall, pierced, and gorgeous, I couldn’t remember his last name, wanted me.
    We finally got to his house and the moment the door shut behind us he had me pressed up agains t it, his lips devouring mine.  His hands seemed to be everywhere, on my arms, running down my side, kneading roughly at my breast.  “Holy shit,” he grunted as his lips separated from mine.  He started to kiss a path down my jaw to my chin then down my neck and collarbone to the exposed cleavage at the top of my shirt.
    His hands slid down, over my ass until they reached my thighs and yanked me up so that our most private places were level.  He pressed into me so I could feel his arousal against my sex as I wrapped my legs around his waist, digging my heels into his back.
    My head fell back, banging against the door .  Oww.  He continued to find exposed skin to place soft kisses.  I reached my hands up and ran them through my hair pulling it up as I stretched.  Mmmmm… I was completely lost.
    He held me up between him and the door a nd made quick work of my belt.  I heard it clank when it hit the floor.  He started on the little buttons on the front of my top.  His mouth found mine again and he consumed me.  He tasted like beer and something else I couldn’t quit place, yum maybe, I was definitely going with yum.
    When he finally reached the last button he pulled back from me and let go so my strapless shirt could drop to the floor.  “God,” he groaned as he looked down at my breasts covered in red lace.  I arched so that my back came off the wall slightly so I could reach around and unclasp the thin lace covering my breasts and let it drop to the floor.
    The moment my breasts were free he shifted me so he could cover one nipple with his mouth, suckl ing, while kneading the other.  I screamed his name and started grinding my center against his.  He growled, against me and the sensation went straight to my core.  He nipped gently at my nipple and I cried out.
    He pushed us off the door holding me against him tightly as he took a few unstead y steps to regain his balance.  My breasts were rubbing against his t-shirt covered chest.  That was not right.  I was topless so he should be too.
    He did have nipple rings, right?  I wanted to see them, to taste them, play with them.  I yanked at his shirt as he started to walk.  His lips firmly pressed against mine.  He toed off his shoes as we stumbled, lips still locked together.  Our lips only separate for a moment to pull his shirt off before they slammed back together.  His chest was amazing.  I ran my hands over his firm torso, until I reached both nipples and rolled them between my