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“I’ve never heard a better string of words.”

His hand slid into mine as his lips trailed a hot kiss down my chin to skim along my exposed collarbone.

Holy fuck.

I buried my hands in his hair, hoping to hold him there for a while longer.

Our moans mixed, thick with desire, and from there on out lust led the way.

Chapter Two

Cherry

“My place,” I threw out over the music. My voice was unwavering if a little husky. I wanted this and the way he followed me with a heated look that could melt the clothes off my body was a huge turn on.

I’ve never done this before. God, the most risqué thing I could claim as my ‘wild’ days was wearing a thong bikini during last year's Maldives vacation. My mother nearly had a heart attack, but I loved every minute men stared at me with hunger. Not that I liked all the attention, but it was nice to know they found me desirable. A girl needed that reassurance every once in a while.

And now. Look at me. I had a hot stranger pulling me in for a toe-curling kiss every third step and I couldn’t help but melt into him. This was happening, I repeated in my head. I couldn’t wait to have him spread me over his cock and sink into me.

I lived a couple of blocks away, and I knew my roommate and her boyfriend would be there. We shared a huge loft apartment we divided with only a shared entrance. Going home with a stranger was more than a little risky, but I knew I wouldn’t be truly alone.

“How far?” he purred close to my ear. “I need to be in you. I have to find out what your sweet body feels like wrapped around my cock.”

I picked up speed and seconds later shoved the key into the lock.

We fell through the door to my building, a tangle of arms and hot kisses. I didn’t know how we managed to make it to my room without waking everyone in the building, but no one came out screaming and hollering, so all was good.

I tumbled onto my bed, and his delicious weight was glorious on top of me.

His cock was hard and throbbing against my thigh. His lips claimed mine in a feverish hunger. The longer he kissed me the wetter my pussy became. Slick and sticky with my hot arousal, I parted my thighs desperate to feel his hands there.

He didn’t disappoint. He slipped his hand beneath my skirt and when the rough pad of his thumb pressed against my clit through the cloth of my panties, I whimpered with need.

A couple of tugs and my sparkly halter top was off and tossed aside. My heavy breasts were only confined by the scrap of silk covering them.

“Fuck me, you’re the most beautiful women.”

He pulled away from me long enough to slide his hands down my sides. Less than a second later my bra was gone too. I whimpered from the way his eyes tracked the way my tits bounced.

And then he was back, his heavy weight pressing into me, holding me in place as he lavished me with another kiss.

Light touches teased over my ribs, and I shuddered in his arms.

Then my skirt hit the floor along with the rest of my clothes.

He lifted my feet clad in red stilettos and placed them gently on the edge of the bed. “These, my beautiful, will stay on these lovely feet.”

He stood from the bed, and I pushed to my elbows to watch as he shed his clothing.

From the looks of it, an impressively large, hard cock pressed against an unforgiving zipper.

In the light of the club I couldn't see him as well as I can in the lighting of my room. He was actually older than me. I placed him in his mid-thirties, forty tops.

My whole body trembled with the need for him to come back. I tracked strong hands as they unbuttoned his black dress shirt a button at a time. He tossed it aside and then off came the shoes and pants.

I took a sharp breath at what I saw revealed under all that impeccable creased business attire. Perfectly rounded pecs led to chiseled abs, and holy hell, those arms. They were just as sculpted. The California sun was good to him, and I loved the deep tan highlighting all that beautiful muscle. Surfer maybe. Beach-goer for sure. I couldn’t help but wonder if he liked skinny dipping.

Watching him peel away each piece of clothing only made me hotter. Planting my feet wide, I spread my legs butterfly style, teasing him with a peek at my clit.

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