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“Sounds good to me.”

He pulls me by the hand and leads me down the hallway to the set of stairs leading up to the bedroom loft. I muse at the fact his cock is still hanging out, and he’s half-mast again.

I feel no inhibitions either, walking in front of him up the stairs with just my thong on.

My body is still humming from the last round of orgasms. No one has ever been able to do what he does.

“I love what you did to me back there,” I murmur as I turn to face him at the top of the stairs. He walks me backward, leading me silently to the bed. My thighs hit the back of it, and I reach out to hold on to his arms.

“Yeah, you liked that?” He tilts his head, reaching for my breasts again. He seems to favor playing with them, thank God, because I love that.

“Loved it. I get so turned on when you play with my body,” I murmur as he rubs his thumbs over my nipples. I grip onto his arms.

“Oh, I’m going to play,” he rumbles as I sit back on the bed. I watch him kick off his shoes, pull off his socks, and then push his jeans and boxers to the floor. Stepping out of them, he strokeshis cock. Reaching down to his jeans, he pulls out his wallet and a rubber from inside.

I swallow, watching him. This is really going to happen.

My sweet spot is ready for another round, and I’m so wet in anticipation it’s ridiculous. I watch him make haste in rolling on the rubber in front of me. Then he looks down as I scoot back on the bed.

“You want it?” he asks, tugging his cock a couple of times.

I giggle, “Maybe.” Knowing the teasing gets him going even more.

“Maybe?” He repeats, climbing on the bed and hovering over me.

“Someone might come bursting in,” I breathe. Knowing that’s impossible here, but I have also noticed he likes things a little risky, and it might turn him on to pretend.

“The fuck,” he groans, biting his lip, throwing his head back, jerking off, and moving his hips to his own beat. It’s so erotic watching him as I sit back on my hands. “Who, babe, who’s gonna see?”

“The reception lady, she’s right next door.” I make it up and play along. Who cares…

This is hotter than any dirty talk I’ve ever been able to muster.

“Yeah, she might hear us,” he says, opening his eyes and dropping his dick. It bobs around between us as he moves forward and reaches for my legs, pulling me down flat onto the mattress, and I squeal.

“We better be super quiet,” I whisper as he leans over me and brings his face down to my neck, kissing me softly, his tongue swirling around on my skin. I feel the tip of his cock trying to gain entry on its own, like it’s free gliding and trying to get to home base without any controls.

“You a screamer, baby?”

“A bit of a one,” I say.

“I might have to muffle your cries. The whole auction house might hear you.”

“They’ll know what we’re doing,” I moan. “Everyone knows I’m hot for you.”

“Everyone saw my dick was hard, baby. They knew we were fooling around before we went inside.”

“Ash!” I’ve never felt this turned on in my life.

He reaches down now, guiding his cock as the head brushes against me. I open my legs a little wider as he holds his weight off me, looking into my eyes. “Shhh, someone will hear.” He slides the tip in, and I grab onto his back. I breathe into his neck, his scent taking me over like a drug. And I’ve never taken drugs in my life.

“We can’t!” I murmur, though it’s all but lost now because we can, and we’re going to. We were always going to. “Fraternizing is against the rules here, Ash. We’ll get caught.”

He slowly pushes into me as I cry out. He stills his body, allowing me to adjust halfway, then gently pushes in full tilt. My eyes widen, feeling all the sensations.

“Let’s make our own fucking rules,” he grunts. He’s having just as much trouble keeping up the charade as I am. “And if they hear us, I don’t care, baby. I want them to know I’m fucking you because you feel so damned good.”

I clutch onto his ass and move my hips, slowly at first, because he’s big, and I haven’t had sex in a while. He feels so good it’s like having an out-of-body experience, except I can feel every single thing. And I’m loving it. It’s even better than I could ever have imagined. He’s so hot, so tentative, and just so sexy, knowing exactly what will get me the most excited. He moves his hips slowly, like mine at first. Pushing deeper and deeper, one hand clutches the sheet beside me, the other on my breast as he watches our bodies move together in the moonlight.

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