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I felt his words deep in my soul. I wanted him to hold me, to grab on, and keep me forever. I never wanted him to stop touching me. I felt light-headed as the desire swirled in my stomach, burning brighter and hotter with every swipe of his tongue and pump of his fingers.
He hummed as he worked me over with his fingers and his talented tongue. I stopped thinking and rested my head against the wall, letting go. Shamelessly, I rode his mouth, giving in to the sensations—the sharp bite of his teeth, the soft swipe of his tongue.
I wanted—no, Ineededhim inside me, filling me up. He tightened his grip on my ass, pressing me against the flat of his tongue. The pressure was just right for me to detonate, knowing he’d catch me. I spasmed around his fingers, my muscles trembling as I went over.
He kept his mouth on me, slowly pumping me through the orgasm until I was limp against the door, incapable of moving. He stood, shrugging off the button-down, then he pulled the soft undershirt over his head.
I scanned down his broad shoulders, chiseled chest, and defined abs, to the happy trail. I licked my suddenly dry lips. He was better than any fantasy I’d ever had.
With renewed energy, I pushed off the wall, pressing my palms flat against his pecs as I pushed him back to the bed and then down. He fell on the end of the bed, widening his legs as I stepped between him. His eyes flashed with barely repressed desire.
I had some unresolved anxiety around giving head. But anything was possible tonight. If this was a fantasy, reality wouldn’t settle in because we’d never see each other again. He made me feel like I could do anything.
I sank to my knees, unbuckling his belt and pulling his pants down far enough to maneuver his cock out of his briefs. It was hard and warm, the skin surprisingly soft under my touch.
Nick smoothed my hair back from my face. “You don’t have to—”
The gesture and his words were surprisingly tender for what this was—a one-night stand with no expectations.
I held his gaze as I licked the beaded precum from his slit. I pulled back to swirl my tongue over the head, then sucked him deep again. I kept a careful eye on his face for any sign of displeasure, but his fingers tightened in my hair as he seemingly held back his desire to thrust into my mouth.
But I wanted him to let go. I wanted him to lose control. I felt powerful at his feet.
“Your mouth feels like heaven.”
My skin hummed with pleasure. Who said things like that? It made me think that this man had the potential to be more, so much more. But I wasn’t interested, and neither was he.
He gripped my shoulders and lifted me onto the bed. I fell back as he shoved his pants and briefs off. He prowled over me. He was big and hard, and I wanted to feel every ridge of muscle against me. I wanted him to press me into the mattress. I wanted to forget my name.
It was a tall order, but I knew he could deliver. His eyes promised satisfaction as he lowered his mouth to mine.
I wanted him inside me. I needed him to fill me up. To make me forget. To give me memories for years to come.
My fingers curled around his neck, pulling him against me as I widened my legs. I was desperate to have him, yet reluctant to rush this. If this was the only time I had with him, I wanted it to last.
He slid his hard cock between my folds, and I gasped at the sensation. The need built inside quicker than before.
“Nick,” I pleaded, knowing he couldn’t resist.
With a groan, he pulled away to grab a condom from his wallet. I should have been concerned about how long it had been in there, if he always kept condoms in his wallet, or if one-night stands were something he did often. But none of that mattered. Because this was a fantasy.
I let my knees fall apart as he lined up at my entrance. His gaze flicked to mine as his cock nudged my opening. “Are you sure about this?”
“I’ve never felt more right about anything.”
He sank inside slowly, inch by inch, as I bit my lip at the sensation of him filling me up. He lowered himself over me, surrounding me with his shoulders and his biceps, kissing me. I barely registered the feel of his hands skimming over my body, tweaking one nipple, then the other. Each touch was a direct line to my clit.
Moans escaped as I lifted my hips to meet his thrusts.I want more.The sensation that I was going to explode out of my skin at any moment had me gripping his arms for support.
In my ear, he murmured how he couldn’t believe I was his for the night.
I was his. But only for the night.I wouldn’t consider anything else.
Instead, I said, “You feel so good.”
I wanted him to make me forget everything. My responsibilities. My job. My family. Tonight, it was just him and me and pure, unadulterated pleasure.
If I thought sex with a stranger would be awkward, I was wrong. Maybe it was the chemistry between us, but every place he touched me tingled with a fire that wouldn’t be put out.
