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Josh groans again, and the sound makes me feel like the most powerful, desirable woman on earth. “Dresser,” he manages to mutter, thrusting against my grip. “Wash kit.”

I stroke him again, harder, and feel his whole body tense. “Baby…” he groans, and then we’re stumbling together across the room, knocking into furniture in our attempt to get to that damn condom without letting go of each other, even for a second. His mouth is on my neck again, and he’s yanking my dress lower, as I fumble with his belt and shove his pants and briefs down, freeing his cock.

Fuck, he’s gorgeous. Thick and smooth, straining in my hand as I close my fist around him and pump. Josh sends half the hotel toiletries crashing to the floor as he grasps for the condom and groans in pure, ragged need. “Hazel…”

He kisses me hard, rolling it on his hard length, as we strip the last of our clothing away. The bed is too far, but the couch is right there, and Josh falls back, taking me with him so I’m on his lap, his cock pressed hot against me. I grind instinctively, chasing that sweet friction between my thighs, and his head falls back into the cushions; grip tightening like iron on my hips.

“You’re going to have to set the pace on this, baby,” he stares up at me, eyes glassy and unfocussed, like he’s already out of his mind. “Because if you leave it to me…”

“What?” I feel a thrill, seeing him so undone like this.For me.“What will you do?”

“Fuck you into next week,” he says bluntly, and my brain short circuits for good.

I capture his mouth in a wild kiss, straddling his lap as I position him between my thighs. The usual last minute rush of insecurity flashes through my mind - the stretch marks and cellulite, and fact I’ve given birth to awhole actual childdown there – but then Josh’s tongue is sliding deep against mine, and the low curl of lust in my belly is clawing out of control, and instinct and desire take over, bringing my body down hard, sinking onto his cock.

“Goddamn…”

It’s Josh’s voice cursing to the heavens, but I feel like the word has been ripped from inside me too, becauseoh. My. God. His cock feels incredible: hard and thick, and just that delicious inchtoo much. I clutch at his shoulders, taking him deeper, until he’s buried all the way to the hilt.

Yes!

Our eyes meet, glazed and hungry in the dim lamplight. I flex, rolling my hips experimentally, and he sounds another fevered curse. “Good?” I smirk, looking down at him. Feeling powerful. Feeling damn nearinvincible.

Josh huffs a strangled laugh, and God, has a man ever gazed at me like this? Like I’m the most gorgeous woman alive? “It’s… fine,” he finally manages, a playful spark in his eyes.

“Fine?” I echo with a grin, rising up and sinking down again. He groans.

“Good,” he amends.

I rock my hips, taking him deeper. “You just let me know when it gets better than good,” I tease, dropping a kiss on his open mouth, and then there’s no time left for talking, not when my body is strung tight with need. I come down hard on him, and then again, riding his cock shamelessly.Fuck, it feels incredible, setting the pace like this, moaning at the sweet rush of friction, and how he fills me, so fucking deep.

“Look at you…” Josh’s voice is thick, his whole body rigid with tension. He reaches up, tracing over my breasts as they sway, palming them. I whimper, arching into his hands, and his touch turns greedy, squeezing and pinching at my nipples until I’m sobbing, it’s so good.

“Josh,” I gasp, my movements slowing. I can feel it building, but it’stoo much; too good. I’m suddenly flailing, losing my pace – losing mymindas he thrusts up inside me again and those sparks start twisting in the back of my spine. “Oh God,” I cry out, clutching at him. “I can’t…”

“You can.” Josh grips my hips, and rears up, thrusting even deeper. He pins me to his lap, pistoning his hips, driving his cock up inside me. “You can take it, baby.”

And then his voice is low in my ear, urging me on with filthy whispers that wash over me in a breathless haze. How good I am, how perfect my cunt feels, how I was made for him, can I feel it, right there, yeah, he knows how I need it, just like that?—

“Josh!”

My orgasm hits me like a tidal wave, ripping through me so hard, I nearly tumble from his lap, but Josh doesn’t let me go, he just lifts my hips and flips us over, so I’m on my back beneath him, still swept up in the force of my climax.

And then he fucks me through it.

Hard and fast, and like a man possessed, Josh pins me to the couch and pounds into me, making me wail with pleasure from every new relentless thrust. Ohgod! My orgasm barely has a chance to fade before I’m seizing up again, my body shaking as the tension soars.

Who is this man?

Josh’s breath is ragged in my ear, his grunts of pleasure mingling with my cries like a dirty symphony as he yanks my knee up and shifts my weight to angle even deeper still – moving me,possessing me,like I belong to him,andfuck,I can’t get enough.I writhe beneath him, out of my mind, but he doesn’t break pace, just fucks the both of us into oblivion until I’m clawing and begging and don’t even recognize half the words spilling from my desperate lips.

“Please…” I gasp, my whole body shuddering with the force of his thrusts. “Don’t stop… Oh God,Josh?—”

“Fuck,” he growls, pumping faster; dazed desperation on his face. “I can feel it, you’re close. So fucking close…” He slips a hand between us, finding my clit and stroking fast.Oh God!I wail at the added sensation, my back arching clear off the couch as my whole body hurtles towards the edge. “Clench for me, baby,” he demands hoarsely, driving his cock deep in time with his quick fingers. “Just like that. Right there.Fuuuuck.”

As I explode around him, Josh lets out an animal roar, slamming into me and grinding deep, over and over as his body shudders and we both fall off the edge of the damn world.

“So, about that room service…”

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