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“Thank fuck,” I mutter, scanning the room for her purse. Once I’m in that bed with her, I don’t want to leave.
Ever.
I can already feel it deep in my bones. She’s got a hold on me.
“My best friend, she always insists we’re prepared, but I-I’ve never needed them before.” Her confession is soft, almost shy, and I find my chest swelling with pride that I’m the man she needs them for that this breathtaking woman has chosen me to give her pleasure.
Finding her purse, I hand it to her and watch as she pulls back the zipper and retrieves three condoms, handing them to me. “She was a girl scout,” she says, shrugging.
“Thank her for me,” I say with a cocky grin.
Placing the four condoms on the bed beside her head, I climb over the top of her. Her legs automatically open, allowing me to settle between her thighs where I belong. At least that’s what this moment feels like. It’s as if I’m finally home, and I don’t understand it, and right now, I don’t want to. I just want to be with her. I want to slide inside her and feel her heat. I want her nails digging into my back and her legs wrapped around my waist.
My lips find hers. I kiss her slow and deep, trying to calm my racing heart. Her legs wrap around my waist, just as I imagined, and with her feet locked, she’s squeezing, drawing me in closer, my hard cock resting against her wet pussy. “Fuck,” I swear, pulling out of the kiss. “You sure you want this?”
“I’ve never been more sure of anything.” She reaches up and rests her hand on my cheek. “I can’t explain this connection that I feel toward you. It’s like I’ve known you forever, and I know I want it to be you. I have zero doubts. No reservations that you are who I want.”
Who am I to argue? Instead, I reach for a condom and sit back on my legs, covering my cock, before aligning myself at her entrance. My lips seek out hers, and as my tongue slides past her lips, I push forward on one long stroke. I’m inside of her tight, wet heat. Her gasp and soft whimper have me pulling out of the kiss to stare down at her. The moonlight shows that her face is pained, and my mind slowly connects the dots.
“You okay?” I ask, my voice thick.
“Yes.” Her eyes open slowly, and she smiles up at me. “Just needed a minute.”
I swallow hard. “Is this…?” My voice trails off. I can’t seem to find the words to ask her if this is her first time. That’s impossible. She’s in her early twenties if I had to guess and a fucking knockout. Shit, I should have asked how old she was. She’s a college graduate, so I know she’s legal. Fuck me. I don’t even know her name.
Something stirs with the idea that I could be the only man to ever feel her like this. I’ve never been with a virgin, and never wanted to, but with this woman beneath me, big blue eyes shining up at me, I feel… possessive. I want to claim her as mine. Not just for tonight, but for as long as I can convince her to be mine.
What. The. Fuck?
“I wanted it to be you,” she whispers her confession. “Spontaneity,” she whispers.
“I don’t even know your name.” I give voice to my earlier thoughts.
“You’re just passing through town. We both know this is a one-night thing. Can we just… finish what we started so that we can maybe do it again?” She smiles. She turns to look at the three condoms she pulled from her purse. “Maybe three more times?”
“You’ll be sore.”
“So worth it,” she counters. “Please.”
I’ve known her a few hours, and already I could never tell her no. Not that I want to. “I should have gone slow. Taken my time.”
“I wanted it to be real. I wanted to feel the need that seems to be tethering us together. It was perfect. Spontaneous.”
Leaning my forehead against hers, I take in a deep breath. “You tell me if I hurt you. If there is something you don’t like, you tell me, and I stop. It’s that simple.”
“I won’t tell you to stop.” She lifts her hips, causing me to slide just a fraction deeper, something I didn’t think was possible. “You feel too good.”
“Fuck,” I curse. My lips find hers as I pull out and slowly push back in. Our tongues battle as my hips thrust to a rhythm that has us both gasping for air.
“That… right there,” she pants. Her legs tighten, just like her pussy as it grips my cock.
Resting my weight on one arm, I slide my hand between us, finding her clit, and with my thumb, I rub small circles. She’s squeezing me like a vise, and I don’t know how much longer I can hold on.
