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I slid my hand inside her sweatpants and cupped her sex, holding her gaze, and swallowed hard.
“Dripping wet.” I pulled my hand out, about to yank her sweatpants down and bury my mouth between her thighs, when my mobile’s alarm went off again.
My bloody cockblocking phone!
“You have got to be kidding me,” I muttered. “I’m turning it off or else it will just keep ringing.” I scooted off the bed and retrieved my phone from my laundry pile on the floor.
Stacey stared at my boxers, my dick peeking out from the waistband, as I silenced the obnoxious sound. Not even the freezing morning air was dulling my erection. I quickly retrieved several condoms from the bedside table, just in case, and jumped back into my warm bed.
I kissed her again as Stacey took my hand and slipped it back under her shirt. I palmed one tit, rolling her nipple between my thumb and finger.
She writhed under my touch as I trailed kisses down her neck.
“Harry, I need you,” Stacey moaned.
“Touch me,” I growled.
She met my gaze with the same hunger as last night and then kissed me again. I rested my forehead on hers, holding my breath, and watched as she pushed my boxers down low on my hips. She wrapped her fingers around my dick and slowly began to stroke.
“I’ve thought so much about having your hands on me.” We both watched as she pumped my erection up and down.
“Anastasia,” I snarled. Her eyes flicked to mine: her pupils dilated so wide her icy blues were just a thin ring around her irises.
I hardened in her fist. “So fucking beautiful.” I kissed her again, my tongue seeking out hers, desperate.
Stacey cupped my balls as her other hand moved faster up and down my length. I grunted against her lips, thrusting into her hand, mindless under her touch.
Suddenly she pulled away. “Get them off now,” she demanded through ragged breaths., pointing at my boxers.
I was only too happy to comply. I sat back on my knees, and, with one swift motion, hooked my thumbs into the waistband and pushed my boxers down.
Our eyes remained locked as I kicked them aside and placed my hands on my hips. She caved in soon enough, her eyes roaming over my naked body. I grinned, letting her have her fill, her eyes full of desire.
My dick was so hard it pointed to the ceiling. She swallowed and I swear I hardened even more at the thought of her taking me in her mouth.
“Now,” I said in a rough voice, with a nod to my sweatpants still on her body. “Your turn.”
* * *
Stacey
This is it, I thought.I’m going to do it; naked. Completely naked. With Harry.
I wasn’t wearing any panties. I’d no idea what Harry had done with my lacy ones after the fundraising dinner and my practical cotton ones were gross after my firefighting shift. I’d pulled on his sweatpants and tee shirt and nothing else after my shower. With the way Harry was looking at me: naked, his skin pricked with goosebumps from the cold morning air, any panties would have spontaneously combusted. I was surprised his sweatpants hadn’t melted off me.
My hand moved to the hem of my shirt and slipped under to the waistband of the sweatpants.
Harry’s eyes followed the movement. His eyes were so dark they were black. He gripped himself, and stroked once from root to tip. I watched, momentarily mesmerised by his hand tugging up and slowly down.
I could do this … I could do this … I can trust him …
“Harry, I need to—”
BANG! BANG! BANG!
We both jumped. Harry’s hand stilled and we both stared at his hotel door in disbelief.
“Stacey! Are you in there?”BANG! BANG! BANG!“Doctor Harry Cain, I know you are!”
