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“Every word. One night of mind-blowing orgasms.”
I slide down her body, wrapping my lips around her clit and sucking it deep into my mouth.
“Are you sure we can’t come to some type of understanding?” I say before biting down gently and sliding two of my fingers between her lips.
My mind is racing with possibilities of what my future with Marissa could be like if she’d only give us a chance. We grew up together, our parents are best friends, and we will both be in Magnolia for the foreseeable future. It would be as easy as breathing for the two of us to explore the connection between us, but the only problem is, she doesn’t know any of that. To her, I’m just some random guy she met in a bar. A way to scratch an itch, but to me, tonight is so much more.
“Fuuuuck.” The words are dragged from her lips as I find the magic button, her back bowing off the bed. “Do you really think this is the best time to have this conversation?”
“I want more than tonight, sugar.” I look up the line of her body, our gazes locking. “Tell me you’ll at least think about it?”
I shouldn’t be pushing so hard, especially because she has no idea that we are headed to the same town in the morning, but I can tell by the look in her eyes that she’s scared. Scared of what, I have no idea, but if I don’t at least convince her to think about there being something more between us, then I could lose my chance.
“I can’t,” she whispers as a single tear trickles down her cheek “One night is all I can give.”
“We’ll see.”
Unable to wait any longer, I pull my fingers from her pussy and climb up her body. Her legs part slightly, allowing me to enter her in one swift motion.
“Fuck me,” she moans as she lifts her hips, and I slide deeper inside her.
I want to take my time this time and love her the way she deserves, but there’s no going back now. Marissa has meant everything to me for years, and it’s finally time to show her. I had every intention of keeping my libido in check, only wanting to have a few drinks with her before heading back to my room alone, but there was something about the sad look in her eyes once I sat down that drew me in. It was at that moment I knew I had to make her mine.
I pull out slowly before slamming back into her so hard that the headboard smacks against the wall, mixing with our moans of pleasure. Her legs tighten around my waist as her walls grip my cock harder.
“Are you ready to come? I want you to soak my cock.” I growl, pulling her ear between my teeth as her walls tighten, sending a tingle of pleasure up my spine as my orgasm builds.
Her mouth pops open in response, her nails raking down my back as she tumbles over the edge. I raise her legs, throw both over my shoulders, and slide deeper into her channel.
“That’s it, sweetheart. Milk my cum from my cock,” I growl, pounding her petite body into the mattress.
Her walls tighten as she comes for the second time, making my body convulse. Ribbons of cum shoot from inside me as I find my release and collapse on top of her.
After a few moments, Marissa squirms from the pressure of my body on hers. I roll to the side, pulling her body flush against mine.
“This isn’t a onetime thing. There’s something between us, sugar. Something I’d love nothing more than to explore.”
Her body stiffens before I plant a kiss on the back of her neck.
“Just think about it, okay?” I hold my breath, waiting for her to give in to the chemistry between us.
She spins around in my arms, her hand cupping my cheek. “We’re both adults. Why can’t this be a onetime thing? No one ever has to know.” Her eyes flit across my face, searching for any signs of doubt on my face, but she won’t find anything.
“This is more than one night, sugar,” I respond with conviction, needing her to know that I have every intention of making her mine.
She opens her mouth to reply as I hear my phone ring again.
“I’d better answer that this time,” I grumble, kissing her before climbing out of the bed. “I’m sure it’s probably my mom wanting to know when I’m arriving in town.”
“She’s just worried about you. Anyone would be worried if they knew you were riding around on that death trap you call a motorcycle without a helmet.”
“Helmets are required when operating a motorcycle in the state of Tennessee.”
“If you had one, that is.” Marissa sits up, resting on her elbows as her eyes widen in surprise, motioning toward the hotel room with her chin. “In our haste to find the nearest flat surface, you left it on the bar.”
“No, I didn’t. Besides, I’m sure the bartender would’ve held it as collateral until I came back to pay our tab.”
“Oops.” Marissa giggles before dropping back down on the bed. “He must be losing his mind right about now. I wasn’t drinking the cheap stuff.”
