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She arched her back as he bent his head to take one nipple between his lips, sucking and swirling gently as she arched against him. She held on to the length of him, caressing him softly in her palm as he teased and nibbled her nipples, alternating which breast received his attention in a cyclic fashion.
Nadia had never considered her breasts overly sensitive before, but it was either his technique or her level of desire making them so now. Whatever it was, she felt like she was on the edge of coming just from his mouth worshiping her breasts.
He scooted her position slightly so he could pull down her panties, tossing them over his shoulder without looking. Then his mouth moved lower, leaving her breasts to venture south to the slick heat between her legs. She was wet and ready for him, and when his tongue dipped inside her, a small orgasm rippled through her just from the light flick of his tongue across her clitoris.
When he would have continued tasting her, she put a hand on his forehead to stop him. Nadia shook her head. “No, no more right now. Please. I just want to feel you inside me. We can do that later.” Her words came out staccato and disjointed from her intense arousal.
Even as turned on as she was, she was aware enough to realize Sawyer had reached into the bedside table to retrieve a condom. Seconds later, after sheathing himself in latex, he moved between her thighs. She parted her legs and grasped his shoulders as he guided the head of his cock into her wet slit.
It had been a while since her last lover, and her body winced at the intrusion for just an instant before relaxing and accepting his offering. He filled her slowly, an inch at a time, until she was gasping with pleasure and hanging on the precipice of another release. This one would be so much stronger than the last one, and she couldn’t hold back from thrusting against him mindlessly.
Apparently, Sawyer had a little more control than she did, because his hands went to her hips to still them, and he kept them there, moving her in conjunction with him so they shared a rhythm. The head of his cock dragged against her g-spot with each entry, making it even harder to follow the pace he set.
They moved together urgently, not breaking the rhythm until they were both almost at the edge. Suddenly, Sawyer grunted hoarsely, and his thrusts became less choreographed. When his hands on her hips loosened, she once again surrendered to the wild need inside her as she bucked and arched against him.
It was wild and almost feral, but they came together in a state of reckless abandon. The warmth of his release was evident even through the condom, and her body continued to convulse around him several moments after they had both climaxed.
Eventually, he rolled away long enough to deal with the condom before returning to her, pulling her into his arms and holding her tight against him. He pressed a gentle kiss to her temple, and soon his body had relaxed.
She didn’t know whether to be amused or annoyed when he started to snore softly a few moments later. Finally, she decided it was sweet that he had he gotten so worn out from their vigorous sex. Stifling a loud yawn, she realized she had as well and allowed her body’s natural instinct to lead her into curling against him. He was only a few inches taller, but his broad shoulders and narrow waist, along with his defined arms, made her feel safe and secure. She drifted off to sleep with a smile on her lips.
Chapter Six
She woke before him, sliding from bed quietly so as not to disturb him. Nadia went into the bathroom and turned on the ridiculously luxurious shower with its multiple jet sprays and large shower head. It was almost as sensual as the night she’d just spent with her lover.
As she soaped herself, she repeated the word mentally. It was difficult to reconcile Sawyer the Playboy with Sawyer the Lover. At least her lover. Never in a million years could she have imagined ending up in bed with him, but it was difficult to regret what had happened when she still felt so languorous and relaxed. His lovemaking had left her sated, though she was certainly ready for round two.
Nadia shook her head, reminding herself not to use the term lovemaking, though it was simply a common descriptor. She wanted no part of love with Sawyer, and it was for the best to keep the concept of Sawyer and love separate in all contexts. The last thing she needed to do was fall for the playboy billionaire during their impetuous wild fling.
The glass door of the shower stall opening interrupted her thoughts, and she turned to him with a sexy smile. He looked cautious, making her frown. “Is something wrong?”
Sawyer shook his head, his anxiety visibly abating. “Not with me, but I kind of expected morning-after regrets or a bunch of recriminations. I wouldn’t have been surprised if you’d kicked me out of the shower instead of welcoming me into it.”
Making an attempt to hide the fact she had been ruminating about a small number of regrets, she forced a brighter smile. “Why would I do that? It was the best sex of my life, and I’m certainly ready for another go if you are. After all, we don’t want to waste our week of orgasms.”
She thought she had struck the perfect note of lighthearted and casual, but he still frowned slightly, though he didn’t speak. He was clearly thinking about something, but definitely not in a mood to share it. Glancing down, she saw he was certainly in a mood to share something else though.
Sensuously, she doled out a palm full of slippery bath gel from the dispenser and rubbed it between her hands before dropping to her knees on the shower floor. Pulses and streams of water beat down on her head, and she was thankful she’d had the foresight to shove her newly straightened hair under a cap before getting in the shower.
He drew in a ragged breath as she encompassed the length of him in her hands, spreading the soap and prolonging his torture as she squeezed and flexed her hand around him. Once she was certain he was clean, she moved slightly to the side to allow a stream of water to land directly on his hardness. He groaned, but it seemed to be a sound of pleasure rather than pain.
A moment later, she wrapped her now suds-less hand around the base of his penis and guided the shaft toward her mouth. His hand settled on her shower cap with a crackling plastic sound as he pressed lightly against her head. Feeling confident and naughty, she opened her mouth and took as much of him as she could in one smooth motion. He groaned and thrust his hips, clearly not expecting her to move so quickly or take so much.
Nadia sucked and bobbed her head as her tongue stroked him, all the while continuing to rotate the hand wrapped around the base of his cock. He was hard in her hand, and she could feel him swelling in her mouth a second before he started to twitch. He came with a soft moan, and she swallowed his release, leaning her head slightly to the side to wash away in a discreet manner what she couldn’t contain.
A moment later, he had her on her feet again, this time his hands soaped and moving over her body. She didn’t bother to protest or tell him she had already washed. Instead, she enjoyed his soap-slippery hands moving across her breasts, teasing her nipples, and roaming down her sides. One hand moved between her legs, so she parted her thighs as much as possible in the position, and then whimpered when he sank two fingers deep inside her as his thumb circled her clit. She arched against him, enjoying the stimulation, even as she wished it was his cock instead.
As though he had read her mind, Sawyer pulled her closer to him, her soapy chest rubbing against his and pressing her crinkled nipples into the lightly haired chest against hers. They both gasped at the contact, and hers turned to a keening cry as he hooked his fingers inside her and rubbed her g-spot until she came.
The first wave of orgasm had barely even faded before he lifted her against the wall, wrapping one of her legs around his hips, and surged inside her. She eyed him uncertainly, realizing neither one of them had protection.
“It’s okay. I won’t come. I just want to feel your sweet pussy around me for a few moments.” He thrust shallowly into her a few times before pulling away with an obvious groan.
Looking tortured, he paused to give her a deep kiss before reaching past her to turn off the water. She didn’t argue as he took her hand and pulled her from the bathroom, not even taking time for a towel. A moment later, he pushed her down on his bed, her face in the pillow, as his bedside drawer slid open with an audible squeal.
The welcome sound of the condom wrapper tearing came next, and then he was pushing himself inside her, taking her from behind as he cupped her breasts. It was a position she had never really enjoyed in the past, finding it slightly degrading. However, she was so lost in her need, and the pleasure he gave her, that she not only endured having him take her from behind, she welcomed it.
It was amazing how much deeper he could get, and as he thrust hard into her, she reached between her legs to stroke her clit so she could come with him. It wouldn’t be long for either of them, despite the orgasms they had already shared. With a small cry that was somewhere between a grunt and his name, her climax swept over her. Her sheath contracted around him, urging Sawyer to find his own release, and his erection twitched inside her as he came.
