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“You don’t want to get all greasy, do you?”
“The brochure said…”
Fuck the brochure. He hadn’t bought scented oils for the gift baskets. He wished he could just be Rick massaging his woman instead of having to pretend he was a Fantasy Man. “I’ll be right back,” he said.
He returned with body lotion and hoped she wouldn’t quibble. Opening the bottle, he warmed the lotion between his hands before touching her.
“Mm. Smells good,” she said. Lying on her stomach she couldn’t see t
he bottle but she sounded content, and feeling her satiny skin beneath his fingers the heat in his loins rose.
Curling his fingers as he worked his way along her back, he caressed the sides of her breasts. Moving down, he cupped and kneaded her buttocks. She moaned softly and no longer able to resist he turned her over for a kiss. “Mm,” he said. “Your lips are delicious.” He tasted the inside of her mouth. “Champagne,” he murmured. “I love champagne,” he said, dipping deep with his tongue … tasting, caressing, exploring. “I love kissing you.”
Breathing hard, she met his tongue with hers. She ran it across his teeth. Nibbled his lips. Plunged it deep inside his mouth.
He pressed his hard cock against her soft stomach and she clutched his shoulders. He sucked her nipples, first one and then the other. She wiggled her soft curly mound against him and splayed her fingers over his chest, rubbing his erect nipples. He slid down the length of her so that his penis lay against the lips of her vagina. She panted and moaned. He was losing control and she was too. He’d told himself he wasn’t going all the way with her but it was going to be hard to stop.
“I want you,” she whispered fiercely as he drew back. “I’m not married,” she added and he wondered why she was telling him that. He hadn’t thought she was. If he had he wouldn’t have gone along with any of this.
“I’m not either, and I want you too, but we need protection. Wait.”
“I keep forgetting this is a line of work for you.” She turned her head and he felt like a male prostitute.
“Monica, I have a confession to make. I told you I’m new at this but I didn’t tell you how new. I started today and you’re my first … client.”
“Oh, that’s good.” She smiled and caressed his cheek. “I know it isn’t fair to say but it would be better yet if I knew I’d be your last.”
This was going too fast—her worrying about him fucking other women and him wanting to reassure her that he wouldn’t. He kissed her tenderly, trying to convey some of those feelings, and as she tangled her tongue with his, passion consumed both of them and he whispered, “Hold on.”
He hoped to hell he had a condom in his wallet. He did. Thank God. Rushing back to Monica, he rolled it on but guilt stabbed at him. “Are you certain this isn’t going too far with a stranger?”
“It’s too late to turn back,” she whispered.
He slipped two fingers in her pussy, and finding it dripping wet and hearing her longing moan, he knew she was right.
She found his throbbing cock and wrapped her hands around it. “Anyway, I don’t want to turn back. I’ve never wanted a man so badly. You are an amazing hunk of manhood.”
He was stunned by her words. Clearly she was speaking out of lust and he wished she felt more than that when what he truly sought was love. Lust was what started all this but in a short time it had escalated … for him. Maybe it was too soon to call it ‘love’, but he cared about this woman.
“I don’t want to stop either,” he said, holding very still.
“Nick.”
She squeezed his biceps, ran her fingers across to his nipples and played them like a banjo. Gently tugging the hairs on his chest, she nibbled his neck, giving him goose bumps. God, she was driving him into a frenzy so why was he hesitating? Because he was having his way with her under false pretences?
“Nick … please.”
“Okay, honey. If you’re sure that’s what you want.”
She nodded hard and stroked his penis.
“Okay, sweetheart.” It was too late to entertain second thoughts. He just hoped he could make things right with her later. Raising up on his knees and lining his penis up with her pussy, he slid it in slowly. “Oh my God,” he murmured. Such ecstasy. Such sweet torture. She contracted her muscles, squeezing him. He lost it and plunged.
She cried out and he backed off slowly, then unable to help himself plunged again. He pulled almost out, and digging her fingernails into his back, she tugged him closer and he entered her again.
“You are so hot … so very hot,” he growled.
She panted hard and raised her hips to meet his. He tried to keep it slow but he needed to consume her. Needed to reach the very depths of her. And she wanted him too, so he began pounding his cock into her sweet, wet pussy with her writhing in pleasure beneath him, crying out in ecstasy. Never had lovemaking been so overwhelming.
