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“I don’t remember you. You must be new around here?” she says, her voice as smooth as honey.
“I’m from the Huxlington chapter. I got in earlier tonight.”
Her eyes drink me in, and I do the same with her. Fuck, I can’t take mine off of her.
“Have you got an old lady back home?”
Lust burns in her pretty eyes, and I ask, “Does it matter?”
The moment is fractured, and she leans away from me.
“I’m not the kind of woman who entertains guys who are already in a relationship. You might not give a shit, but your old lady would, and I won’t be responsible for her pain.”
Reaching out for her hand, I murmur, “Hey, I admire your morals, but I have no one back home.”
“In that case, how about we go somewhere a little more private?” she purrs and I’m not one to turn down a pretty face with a nice arse.
Though I do tease, “We’ve only just met, what kinda guy do you think I am?”
Running the tip of her finger down the side of my cheek, she says with a glint in her eye, “I’m hoping you’re the kinda guy who can make a woman scream.”
Taking hold of her hand, I lead her up to my room and find my bag has been brought up. Dumping it on the floor from the bed, I pull my raven-haired beauty against me and capture her mouth, pushing her back until we’re falling onto the mattress.
She digs her fingers into my hair and the sting of her nails scraping across my scalp has me throbbing. She pushes against me, and I get the hint she wants to be on top. Once straddling me, she pulls her top over her head and throws it behind her.
No bra. Her breasts fit perfectly in my hand just as I guessed. She leans over and kisses me, working blindly to undo my belt and rip open my jeans. In the frantic movements to keep the kiss going, I buck my hips and help her push my jeans and boxers down my thighs. Leaving them around my knees, she sits up on her knees and yanks down her own jeans and I miss her mouth as she works quickly to get naked, bar leaving her panties on.
“I…” she slams her hand over my mouth, cutting me off. “Please don’t talk and ruin this.”
What the fuck? Before I turn into a floppy embarrassment, she’s sliding down my length and letting out a long moan. Resting her hands on my chest, she rides the shit out of me, crying out the faster she rocks her hips. For the first time in my life, I lay on my back, being ridden by a sexy woman, and the last thought rattling around my mind is trying to hold off blowing my load. I’m too fucking stunned to enjoy the moment. This is the weirdest night of my life. Shaking it off, I go to flip her over and take control of this moment when she cries out and shudders upon me. She clenches around me as she rides out her climax and again, before I can flip her over and take my pleasure, she lifts herself off of me and crashes beside me.
“Fuck, I needed that,” she sighs breathlessly.
“We’re not done,” I point out.
Rolling her head to stare at me, she smirks. “I am.”
Heaving herself off the bed, she cleans herself up and shimmies into her jeans, and searches around for her top.
“Are you fucking serious?”
“I got what I needed.” She finds her top and shoves her arms in and then pulls it over her head, hiding away her perfect breasts. “Thanks for the dick.”
She heads for the door, and my senses return, and I bolt up.
“Did you just use me?”
I’m pretty sure I’ve left a lot of women unsatisfied over the years, but this shit has never happened to me. And I don’t like it happening now.
“There are plenty of women still around to finish you off.”
I can’t fucking believe this.
“I don’t want anyone else.”
Over her shoulder, her smirk has my dick throbbing. “That sounds like a you problem.”
She opens the door and I blurt out, “What’s your name?”
