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He looks at me and smiles, the dashboard’s illumination making his face glow a bright gold. Especially his lips. I want to just lean in and kiss him. And never stop. And I very nearly do, despite the fact that we’re doing about eighty miles per hour on the highway.
I settle for laying my hand over his on the seat divider.
“I guess we’ll just have to make up for lost time now,” I say.
He grins at me and winks. “Oh, I mean to. Don’t you worry.”
He takes the next exit off the highway, and a couple of minutes later, we’re parked in front of a hotel at the edge of a medium-sized town.
“I stayed here once before,” he says, and we exit the car. “You’ll like it.”
He grabs one of my suitcases from the back, then takes my hand and leads me into the lobby.
It takes all of five minutes for us to get a room, and he wasn’t kidding. The theme of the room they gave us is books. Bookshelves filled with real leather-bound books cover one whole wall of it. There’s a quill and a stack of parchment on the carved wooden desk by the window and candles everywhere. Even the main light in the room is shaped like a candle-powered chandelier. They’re all electric, but they look real. And the bedding is printed with scenes from a book—Romeo and Juliet if I’m not very much mistaken.
“Now I know why you asked for one of the book rooms downstairs,” I say. It made no sense at the time.
He grins. “You like it, right? Every floor in this hotel is done in a different theme. Pop art, 80s movies, and books through the ages. I stayed in the Hemingway suite when I was here. That room was awesome too. And I know you love books so . . .”
I take his face in the palms of my hands. “Thank you for being so sweet to me.”
Then I stand on my toes and kiss him gently on the lips like I’ve wanted to since we were in the car.
“No one’s ever done so many thoughtful things for me,” I add.
He wraps his arms around my waist. “I’ve never felt what I feel for you for any other woman. I just naturally want to protect you and keep you safe. So, if it’s all right with you, I would really like to explore all this further and see where it goes.”
“And by this, you mean us?” I ask, smiling at him playfully.
“Yes, I mean us,” he says.
“I thought you’d never ask,” I say. “I feel the same way.” I’m so glad we’re not just casually dating anymore. I’m overjoyed to have a label.
He grins, a lustful glint crossing his gorgeous eyes right before he kisses me. Deeply, hungrily, and with such passion, it makes the ground beneath my feet feel like water. Like the mesmerizingly glimmering ocean, I watched on my way to visit him.
I see those glimmering waters in his eyes, too, as he takes a step back from me and then slowly peels off my t-shirt. He cups my breasts, making me gasp at the electric current his touch sends through my entire being.
“You’re so beautiful,” he says hoarsely as he unhooks my bra and slides it off.
I moan as he leans down and takes one of my nipples in his mouth, sucking and nibbling. I run my hands through his hair, arching my back to get closer to him.
But he pulls back, grinning at me as he takes my hand and leads me to the bed. He doesn’t bother pulling away the covers, just lays me down right on top, the coolness icy against my hot skin.
He peels off my jeans slowly, never breaking eye contact. And in his eyes, I see just how much effort it’s taking him to restrain himself like this. He wants me as much as I want him. But he’s going slow to savor the moment. I know that as plainly as if he’d spoken the words. Because that’s how closely in sync we are.
“Ohhh,” I breathe as his lips touch my clit and then make many more such sounds as he licks, nibbles, and kisses my way toward an orgasm.
I no longer feel the bed sheets beneath me, just soft, warm hands caressing me. And his lips. His soft, gentle lips giving me so much pleasure. He brings me right to the brink of an orgasm, then pulls back. Over and over again. Until I’m begging him to let me come, pleading with him to let me drown in the pleasure only he can give me.
But he shakes his head and pulls back, grinning at me as he undresses. He stands over me for a couple of seconds, his gaze like a warm caress as he takes me in from head to toe, his rock-hard cock pulsing in rhythm to his heartbeat.
I can’t wait any longer. I simply can’t. So I rise up and take his hand, then pull him down on top of me. He comes without a fight.
Then he once again kisses me deeply as he slides his cock into me, inch by thick inch. Going deep until I’m sure I can’t take any more. And yet I do. Like I always will.
He pulls out and thrusts back in, his tongue invading my mouth, his fingers caressing my cheeks and my neck. He does it again and again. Each time bringing me closer to the earth-shattering orgasm I know he’ll give me.
I open myself to him, to his thrusts, to his kiss and his caresses, taking all of him, giving all of myself to him.
