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I don’t have to speak; it’s as though he feels my yearning. He carries me in his arms and drops me on the bed. I raise my legs, and he removes my underwear. My moistened depths thump with anticipation as he kneels between my legs at the edge of the bed.
“You smell so good, and you taste even fucking better,” he murmurs as he buries his face in me. “I want you to come on my tongue.”
My back arches, and my eyes shut as he tongues me. He knows what he’s doing. I grip his hair, writhing on the bed as his tongue takes me to places Jensen couldn’t take me.
“Oh, God,” I moan. “I’m almost there. I’m almost there.”
He doesn’t stop. His arm reaches up, and he rubs my nipple in circular motions. My face contorts under my mask. It is too much for me. His rhythmic stimulations rock me into a powerful orgasm as his tongue stays on me, guiding me through the crashing waves of my pleasure.
Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.
“Fuck.” The word escapes my panting mouth as the orgasm subsides.
I open my eyes, and for a second, I forget where I am.
He climbs atop me, his weight a welcome feeling like a weighted warm blanket on a cold night. I reach down and put him at my throbbing entrance. His eyes don’t leave mine as he fills me up inch by inch. I gasped as he entered me.
God, that feels hot.
He kisses me as he waits for me to get accustomed to feeling him within me. I taste myself on his tongue. He moves inside me, massaging my depths with his thrusts. I grab his broad back as my legs wrap around his waist. I meet his increasing thrusts with bucking of my own.
We’re in sync, which is crazy since we’re strangers.
“I can feel how wet you are. You’re so creamy around my dick.” he groans into my ear, and I almost turn to butter in his hands.
I wrap myself around him, feeling closer to him than I’ve felt to anyone else in years. I can feel his orgasm building, and I can feel another of mine building, too. I close my eyes and focus on the feeling of him inside me.
It doesn’t take me long. It doesn’t take us long. We climax together, our kissing mouths stifling our sounds of pleasure. The last wave of orgasm rocks us as we shudder in each other’s arms.
He falls away from me, smiling under his mask. I realize there’s a smile on my face too. I also don’t feel the need to cover my naked body, which is weird because I’m usually self-conscious. I shift closer to him and put my head on his chest.
“That was—”
“It was amazing,” I say.
“You do that a lot.” The smile is still on his face.
“Do what?”
“Interrupt. You’ve done it to me three times already.”
I almost interrupt to tell him it isn’t true, but I realize the irony.
“Huh. No one’s ever told me that before.”
“Probably because you interrupted them before they could get the words out.” He laughs.
I shift away and punch his arm, and he laughs even more, a booming sound I enjoy hearing. I join him. The surreal nature of the night suddenly dawns on me. I have just had unprotected sex with a masked stranger, and now, we’re lying in a hotel room laughing together.
He stands; his tall, muscular body seems to glow from his sweat and the chandelier lights of the room. His black hair falls across his mask. My gaze falls on his length, and I can see he’s still hard.
“It’s both a curse and a blessing,” he says suddenly.
I look away from his erection and look at him. He’s beaming. I feel embarrassed having been caught staring.
“I’m going to the bathroom,” he says. You better be here when I get back. I’ll order room service.”
“Wait!” I shout, and he stops in his tracks. I suddenly feel foolish.
