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“You are.”
“Not intentionally…” He moved back but I advanced forward, placing my hand on his chest.
“I never said I didn’t like it, only that it was a lot. You’re a lot but I’m fully prepared for all ofthisand you.”
He growled in the back of his throat then his hands were on me again, followed by his mouth.
My body was forced to his by his hand gripping my hip. His other found its way around my neck. His fingers spread wide, the pads pressing into the nape of my neck while he held me to him. My very needy pussy was flush against his thigh because of our height difference. That thigh pushed between mine, pressing the firmness of him against my belly which flipped, sending a pool of warmth into the pit of my core.
This man knew how to handle a woman and I loved being handled.
The hand at my hip traced over my side and I felt his fingers creep lower. Seconds later those fingers moved up my thigh. I gasped into his mouth when I felt pressure dig into my skin and brush across the seat of my panties. But he answered my gasp with a few skilled swipes of his tongue, mirroring the motion of his hand between my legs.
My clit thumped and pulsed and my core tightened with need as I rocked against his hand, greedy for more contact. Maybe it was the moment or maybe it was just him, but my climax was building faster than I could control. I was so close. So very close and the blaze of warmth that heated my skin, following the motions of his hand and the dips of his tongue, became too much.
I came,hard. My body lifted, my thoughts blurred, and I leaned into the feeling. There was no fighting any of what was happening.
Soft kisses along the curve of my jaw then down my neck along with the smooth caress of his fingers eased me back to life. Surely I had died. That orgasm had taken my life.
“Give me a number from one to five.”
“Huh…” I whispered, my mind still hazy.
“A number from one to five. Don’t think, just say it.”
“Five.”
He pulled back, bringing that handsome face of his into view. He wore a devilish smile. One that frightened and turned me on.
“It’s going to be a very long night for you then.”
“Why?”
“You said five. My goal was to take your number and double it. That’s how many times I want to make you cum.”
My breath hitched and he smiled even more seductively. “How’s that sound?”
“Dangerous and impossible.”
“Maybe, maybe not but I’m going to try and you’re going to let me.”
My body shivered in response and he kissed me again. “Let’s get started.”
There was no objecting, not that I would. My next two orgasms were on the sofa with his head and hands alternating between my legs. His tongue was magical and his fingers were deadly but they had nothing on the way my life changed when he draped my legs over his shoulder and eased into me inch by inch, face tense and hard while he watched my reaction. He stretched me and soothed that ache by filling me to the point of satisfaction. Then he fucked me nice and slowly. So thoroughly and completely that I belonged to him.
My body was no longer my own. It belonged to Ezekiel Omari and my satisfaction was now his. There was no way in hell anyone could come behind this man and please me. I enjoyed his efforts at keeping his promise and was pretty sure he’d not only met but exceeded his goal of ten orgasms. When he dressed, thanked me for allowing him the pleasure of my time and my body, then proceeded to leave, I didn’t stop him.
One night. That was all this was. One that would forever change the course of my life but I knew better than to make it worse by asking for more. Ezekiel was not what I needed nor was I what he wanted.
The room was mine until morning but shortly after I knew he was gone I dressed, collected the rest of my things, and left as well. There was no way I could spend any more time in that suite with the reminders of him and the things we’d done. I also didn’t have the strength to sleep in a bed that smelled of his cologne and our sex.
He gave me his name but never asked for mine. I also didn’t offer. After tonight this was all we were. The anonymity meant he couldn’t search for me, not that I assumed he would with how adamant he had been about this only being one night.
Celebrating his divorce.
Made sense. Although I knew who he was, I wouldn’t seek him out. Either way we’d both gotten what we’d needed. I had been blessed with one night and now it was time to get back to my life.
A life that I had no clue how I was going to navigate moving forward.
