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As much as he wanted to feel her sweet mouth envelop him, more than anything he wanted to sink inside that pussy. He fumbled in his jeans for a condom, ripped the packet open, and sheathed himself. He moved back toward the bed and gazed at her body sleek with perspiration. A rosy glow. Beautiful.
He sat down next to her and touched between her legs. Mmm, still wet and juicy. He could slide right in.
“Stacy?” he said softly.
The long black lashes framing her big eyes lifted. “Hmm?”
“I want to make love to you. Are you ready?”
“Mmm hmm.” She opened her legs a bit more, welcoming him.
Missionary position wasn’t his favorite, but right now he couldn’t wait. He had to have her. He climbed atop her shimmering body and thrust into her heat.
Her soft sigh made him groan. What was it about this woman? She was beautiful, yes, and her pussy was sweet as clover honey. Yet his craving for her seemed insurmountable. He’d fuck her all night to sate himself if he had to. Anything to get his raw need for her out of his system.
No way was he going to be emotionally dependent on any woman, not even the one taking care of him for the rest of his life.
He pulled out and plunged back in. She was so tight, so warm, so welcoming.
“That feels good, Michael.”
“Oh, yes it does.” He ground his hips into her in slow circles, pushing farther and farther into her depths. Then he returned to slow and methodical thrusts.
Sensation filled him, tore across the length of his rigid cock. He pumped harder, faster, the head of his shaft fluttering with every thrust. Soon the convulsions started at the base.
“God, Stacy. God!”
He thrust once more, and then he tensed as he filled the condom with his seed. He let out a ragged groan of release.
He pulled out and disposed of the condom quickly in the wastebasket next to the bed. How selfish could he be? He’d wanted to make her come again. She’d just lain there while he fucked her like a goddamned animal.
He lay back down next to her and swept a few strands of hair out of her eyes. “I’m sorry, Stace.”
“For what? It felt wonderful.”
He smiled. “I’m glad. But I wante
d you to come again.”
She let out a short giggle. “There’s plenty of time for that, handsome.”
“I’m afraid I need a few minutes.” He raked his hand through his moist hair.
“Not a problem. We’ve got time.” She sat up. “Are you hungry?”
On cue, his stomach growled. “Yeah. I could eat.”
She reached for the phone on the nightstand. “I’m famished. Let’s order some food.”
Food? Okay, that would work. He needed to get to know this woman whose sexuality and beauty had ensnared him. One romp in the hay did not a relationship make, and a relationship was what he needed. A relationship that she couldn’t do without. Somehow, he had to become irreplaceable to her. Fucking her without giving her another orgasm hadn’t been a great start…
“What do you want?” he asked, grabbing the room service menu from the nightstand. “It’s on me.” Room service food was expensive, but this was an investment in his future.
“That’s kind of you. But you don’t have to—”
He took the phone from her and placed the receiver back on the cradle. “I insist. Let’s see…” He perused the menu. “What sounds good? How about strawberries and champagne?” He grinned.
She answered with a smile. Then, “That sounds wonderful, but I’m craving something a little more…substantial.”
