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I knew barely anything about him and yet I felt like we’d made a substantial connection.
“I want your hands on me.” My words were barely a whisper, and yet his hands jumped to my hips, caressing them. His palms were warm and gentle.
He glided his hands up to my breasts, and when he cupped them, his eyes glazed over ever so slightly.
“Would you like to lick my breasts?”
His eyes met mine. “Absolutely.” His cock twitched against my butt cheek.
“You didn’t rhyme.”
“I know.” He took my left breast into his mouth. He savored my nipple, sucked it, licked it, and nibbled on it. Each sensation drove lustful shivers through my body.
Hot blood coursed inside me, and my clit pulsed faster.
A moan released from William’s throat as he turned his attention to my other breast. I braced myself on my left hand and forced my right hand into my underpants to tease my throbbing clit.
William’s groan grew louder as I glided my finger over my swollen flesh. It was building—that glorious mind-blowing moment when the world stopped, and I felt every single ounce of my body.
William stopped sucking, grabbed my hips, and rolled me off him so fast I nearly rolled off the bed.
He had his palms up. “I can’t do this. I can’t have sex with you.”
His fear was unmistakable. It made me respect him so much more. Intimacy with older men was proving to be incredibly seductive. Although it looked like, once again, I wasn’t going to have sex.
But it didn’t mean we couldn’t get our rocks off.
“It’s okay, you can watch me.” I got onto my knees and once again slid my hand down my pants and pushed a finger into myself.
I wanted to keep my eyes open to see what he was doing, but I was lost in the moment. The orgasm growing inside me was close, dangerously close.
I knew he was watching. The intensity of his eyes would be devouring every move I made. I fell back onto the bed, spread my legs, and raised my hips so my fingers could delve deeper.
My breath hitched. My heart exploded. My fingers plunged over and over. Harder. Faster. Deeper.
I was lost in a world of complete insanity.
And then my body did the most magical of things. I cried out as my orgasm released. My insides squeezed around my fingers like an iron fist. I couldn’t move; every ounce of me was in sensation overload.
I gasped for air, and gradually my body ebbed into a pool of contentment. It was a long time before my thumping heartbeat settled, and I opened my eyes. William stood at the side of the bed; the dark stain on his shorts was enough for me to know he’d enjoyed the show.
I inclined my head at him. “Thank you.”
He smiled, but a small frown knotted his forehead. “Why did you choose me?”
William wasn’t the first to ask me that. It was a curious question. It implied that the beholder believed himself unworthy.
I knew what it meant to feel unworthy.
The truth behind his question though. . . my year-long quest to have a sexual adventure with a new man each week. . . would crush him.
I eased forward on the bed, put my feet on the ground and as I reached for his hands, he met my gaze. “I chose you because you looked like fun. I like having fun. Sex is often too serious, and it need not be.”
His face softened, his shoulders relaxed, and a wonderful, contented smile lit up his face. “I had fun, too.”
I stood, kissed his cheek, and gathered my clothing off the floor and shoved them into my black bag.
With my coat covering my nakedness, I turned to him. He hadn’t moved. “I bet you can’t make a rhyme with my name.”
