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I smile. “Okay, I love it.”

“Your pussy is so tight, my good girl. You don’t know what you’re doing to me every time you look at me like that.”

I bite down on my lip. “Like what?” He still hasn’t moved. He’s buried deep inside me and it seems like he has no plans to hurry this up.

He frees my lip with a growl and sucks on my bottom lip. “Like that.”

He pulls his dick out and then slams back in, keeping still again. “I want to see how long I can fuck you like this until you’re scratching my back again.”

“Oh.”

He does it again and I feel my insides about to explode.

“Did any man ever fuck you like I have, Imogen?”

I shake my head.

He snorts. “Of course they haven’t. They wouldn’t know the first thing to do with a body like yours.”

I swallow hard. I swear to god this man needs to open an etiquette school for men and teach them how to please a woman. Women the world over would thank him.

But tonight, he’s all mine.

“I’m not that special,” I laugh.

His eyes darken. “You have a body made for sin.” His lips brush mine. “Don’t ever say you’re not special. You’re an amazing woman. Would you believe me if I said I never want this night to end?”

Does it have to?

“I never want it to either,” I say, realizing he’s genuine when he says it. Either that or he’s really good at his job. “In case I forget to tell you later, I had an amazing time tonight. This is exactly what I needed.”

His eyes convey something I don’t understand, but it passes quickly.

“Oh, the night is not over yet.” His voice is husky as he pulls out, then slams into me again. “I haven’t finished with you yet.”

He quickens his pace as we move over to the steps and I plant my ass down. He reaches behind me, half out of the water as he plunges in and out.

His body is so sexy. So strong. His six-pack abs are a sight to behold. This man is at least in his forties and has a better body than most men half his age.

“Khristian,” I cry.

“Milk me,” he grunts, his face fierce as those icy blue eyes devour me at the same time his cock does. “You feel so good…”

He hits that spot inside me that sends me spiraling as I cry his name over and over. Suddenly, he’s pulling out as he stands on the step where I’m sitting, his cock at my mouth as I suck on his tip just as he ejaculates all over me. Inside my mouth, down my throat, over my lips… his cum drips down my chin as he grips himself and pumps his hips, calling my name in a tirade of curse words. I’ve died and gone to heaven.

Chapter Six

Imogen

I wake, wrapped in the sheets as dappled light floods through the room.

I yawn, then wince… I sit up in bed suddenly, momentarily forgetting where I am.

I glance around… the other side of the bed is empty and it’s quiet. He’s gone.

I can tell from how still the room is.

I can’t help but feel a sense of dread wash over me as I sink back against the pillows.

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