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I rubbed my palms over my hips before traveling back to my tits.
“Fuck it,” he growled.
He reared up, sending me forward.
“Oh God,” I squealed. His cock popped from my entrance before he spread my knees wide. I was mesmerized by the flames in front of me.
The blue and dancing light jumping between the logs. Searing and blistering as the fire licked and billowed in the grate. Just then the head of Vaughn’s shaft slid inside me as I struggled to find something to grasp. He was at a new level of animalistic intensity. It felt so incredible I hummed as my breathing turned to ragged pants.
“Oh fuck me, Vaughn. Fuck me,” I begged.
He sent a powerful stroke between my legs and I trembled with dizziness.
“Like that?” he groaned.
“Yes. Again. Please.”
“I can’t fucking stop.”
I stayed on my hands and knees as Vaughn fucked me one last time. I couldn’t last any longer. I was exhausted. I shook with weariness as he pinched and squeezed my nipple as it draped the pile of blankets and pillows we had brought with us to the floor.
“You fucking belong to me, Em,” he growled.
I bucked under him. Another orgasm was about to claim me.
“Only if you belong to me,” I whispered back to him.
“Shit,” he groaned. He pumped inside me, spilling his release in my walls. His body molded to mine.
We collapsed in a heap on the floor. The fire was down to a pile of orange coals.
“Fuck,” he whispered.
I rolled on my back. I wasn’t cold. Far from it. I was exhausted and sated at the same time. Vaughn stood to throw another log on the fire.
I watched his body in amazement. Every line of him was perfect. Every muscle. Every limb.
He took a few steps to the tray of food and brought it to the floor.
“I forgot we had food in here.” I sat up to take few bites.
“We have it all weekend.” He winked. “I didn’t really plan on leaving. I ordered the necessities: food, wine, and wood.”
I smiled. “Then why come all the way out here?” I asked. “We could have done this at my place.”
“I don’t remember you having a four-poster bed.”
I looked at the bed over his shoulder. “True. I don’t.” I took a bite of cheese and cracker and greedily gulped the wine he offered. “Do you think there’s more use for it?”
Vaughn picked up a strawberry. “At least a hundred more.” He said it with such seriousness I almost laughed.
13
Vaughn wasn’t completely serious about not leaving the room. The next morning, we had breakfast in bed. Room service delivered a full cart of pastries, fruit, and coffee. After we ate we took a shower, allowing the steam to billow around us.
“What do you want to do today?” Vaughn asked.
“What are my choices?” I dabbed shampoo in the center of my palm and ran it through my hair.
