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“Come on in here.” He pulls me into his arms. “Stop being so stiff.” I shake my head listening to him … trying to push away my anxiety. He kisses my neck. “Salty.” He’s unzipping my dress.

“I feel disgusting.” I laugh, trying to push Eric out of my mind. I’m a horrible person. He’s worried out of his mind, meanwhile I’m having the time of my life.

“Well, you feel wonderful pressed against me.” He smiles, reaching around, untying the string around my neck and back, tossing my top to the floor. My hands naturally go up to cover my breasts. He laughs. “Don’t be shy. Your tits are beautiful.” I smirk, watching him pull my strings from my hips. He holds the itsy-bitsy bottoms up by one string, and he tosses them over his shoulder.

“I can’t wait to bury myself in you.” He grabs me, kissing me. My sex is tingling from his words. I run my hands down the inside of his shorts, pushing them off his hips, working them down. His cock springs out: hard and ready! He steps out of them, walking me backwards into the shower.

“You’re very sure of yourself,” I tease bumping against the wall. He nods looking down my naked body. He cups my breasts, passionately kissing my neck, sucking and nibbling my skin. I whimper when I feel his lips suck my nipple. “Ah, shit,” I moan watching him move to my other breast swirling and flicking my nipple. I’m biting my lip as he trolls his hand down my stomach, grinning like the devil. He’s watching my eyes, as he enters me with his fingers. I gasp, closing them.

“You like this.” He growls, sucking my nipple in his mouth and fingering me in that wonderful come-hither motion. He knows how to finger a woman. My legs feel weak.

“Yes,” I whimper into his ear. He pulls his fingers out and in one movement, he enters me. Hard. “Fuck,” I moan. He pulls my leg high around his hip, thrusting deeper. His mouth covers mine with an open-mouth kiss, dipping his tongue deep. Our tongues glide and massage in perfect harmony. Everything is in perfect balance. I’m so lost in him.

My fingers are tugging his hair, bringing his mouth deeper into me. I’m whimpering. He lifts me, wrapping both of my legs around him. He’s thrusting harder, heaving my body against the wall. I break our kiss, my insides clutching him tighter. I can’t breathe; my toes curl. I silently scream, feeling my release over his big-ass cock.

“That’s right baby, I own your fucking comes.” He moans in the crook of my neck, “Every. One. Of. Them.”

“Yes,” I purr squeezing tighter around him. I love to feel his release. He’s still pumping into me; we’re melted together. “I love this with you.” I whimper.

“I love everything with you,” he moans releasing my body. “You’re all I ever wanted. Amelia, you’re it for me.” He growls into my neck, becoming flaccid. Our hearts are pounding. He’s pinned me against the wall, winded and hovering over my body.

The water sprays my face from his shoulders. I lick my lips, turning away, trying to shield my eyes. He softly chuckles, sucking the water from my neck and shoulders. “God, you taste good … salty and sexy.” He’s moaning, loving on me.

I give him little love bites as I stroll my fingers up and down his back. He’s so gentle and sweet. My feelings scare me. I’ve not felt anything real in so long … thoughts of Eric and the bathroom chick flood me … he could just drop me. The nausea is back. I grab him, hugging tight.

“Hey … hey.” He wraps his arms tighter around me. “Everything will be fine, Amelia.”

“How do you know that?” I whisper against his chest.

“I just do!” He grabs my sponge and body wash. I watch him as he lathers my body, being very gentle watching everything that he does. Like he’s worshiping me. I gasp as he washes between my legs. I’ve never had someone wash me.

I can feel his eyes, as I dry and wrap my body with the towel. He’s incredibly sexy lathering his body … I leave him to it as I finish getting dressed. I slip on a blush pink bodycon dress. The silver-ish black beading accents running through make it just sexy. My fingertips are way past the edge of it.Quinton will like it.My sun-kissed tan looks good with the black. I look at how it hugs my ass. I do look hot.Thank god I didn’t let my body go the last ten years.

I walk out of the closet as Quinton is walking out of the bathroom, wearing his pants and a white linen button up shirt. His sleeves are rolled to his elbows. “Damn, you look as handsome as ever!” His hair is freshly styled, his scruff freshly groomed. And oh hell, he smells delicious. I run my hands over his shoulders down to his forearms. I love his forearms.

His lecherous eyes roam my body. “You look absolutely stunning Amelia. Stunning.” I thought he was going kiss my cheek, instead he whispers, “You’re only missing one thing Amelia.” He opens the drawer of his bedside table, pulling out a long jewelry box. He pops the top, and the necklace is as beautiful as I remembered. “Turn around.” He drapes it over my neck and fastens it. He kisses behind my ear. “Perfect.”

“It’s gorgeous.” I nervously run my fingers over it, tugging gently and making sure he clasped it tightly. “I’m scared to wear it. I don’t want to lose it.”

He laughs at me. “You will wear it sweetheart. It has a security latch.” He walks up admiring my backside.

“I can see you gawking at me in the mirror,” I tease.

“Well, I don’t hide my infatuation with you.” He’s grinning as he buries his face in the crook of my neck. I can’t believe I’m this happy. It’s everything I’ve ever wanted. “I want to cover your body in diamonds and sapphires.”

I laugh at him. “You’re crazy.”

“Crazy about you,” he teases. “Would you have a problem with that? Me spoiling you with beautiful pieces of jewelry?”

“I only have so many places to wear them.” He laughs at me.

“I’ve never bought a woman jewelry until those earrings. Never in my entire life!”

“Oh, another novelty for you then,” I tease.

QUINTON

“Oh … the restaurant, food, and view were just superb.” Amelia is beaming. “Thank you.” She’s so appreciative.

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