gripped her hair and the bite of pain only sharpened what she felt inside.
“Yes. I’ll stay with you! Anything you want.”
Andre powered into her from behind, riding her hard, pushing her to her limits. Casey stared at their image in the mirror and was momentarily shocked. He looked carnal, with the long, curling strands of her hair wrapped around his fist. She looked sultry with her kiss-swollen lips and flushed cheeks. If she could have taken a snapshot of the image she would have. Something to take out after this whirlwind affair was over to remind her of what he’d taught her about herself.
“Andre, please!“ She cried out as he flicked his finger against her clit, tickling her in conjunction with his thrusts, his cock and his finger moving as one. The amplified sensation brought her to the teetering edge of her orgasm, the towering wave of pleasure hovering, ready to crash down on her at any moment.
Casey broke when he pinched her clit gently. She buried her face in her arm to stifle the cries she couldn’t contain. She bit her lip so hard she tasted blood as the last tremors of her release shook her.
“Damn it. I didn’t mean to do that.” Andre pulled out gently and rested his forehead against her back. “I didn’t use protection. You make me so crazy, I didn’t even think.” He smoothed her skirt down over her thighs and helped her stand.
“You make me crazy too,” she whispered.
Suddenly things felt awkward, standing with him in a bathroom of all places, with the smell of their sex all around them. Casey didn’t know what to say to make things right. The only thing he wanted to hear was something she couldn’t say.
“I need my panties back.”
“You’ll get them back. Tonight.” Andre grinned and patted the pocket of his jacket. “In the meantime, their absence will remind you of me.”
He held her head in his hands so she couldn’t avoid his eyes. “I can stay in the States for a while. I have enough business interests here that it would make sense. I want you to move in with me.”
Casey pulled back in surprise and covered her mouth with her hand. “Move in with you?”
“Don’t say no right away. Just think about it. We’ll talk more tonight.” He kissed her then, a soft brush of his lips against hers, before he backed away.
“I’ll leave first. I don’t want to embarrass you. Plus, I should at least show my face in this meeting since I requested it.” He winked at her and then he was gone.
The door swung shut behind him and she hurriedly cleaned between her legs before adjusting her skirt. The cool air in the room made her acutely aware of her missing panties. Which was probably exactly what he’d intended.
He wants me to move in with him.
Casey ran her hands over her face in frustration. How did one night turn into sharing an address? An affair was just fun and games to him, but if she let herself go too far, she wouldn’t be able to pick herself back up when he finally left. She had to prepare for her future. A future that most likely didn’t include him. Other people could live with someone casually but she wasn’t that sophisticated. Where she came from, living together was still taboo even if you were getting married. She could just imagine what her mother would think if she found out Casey was shacking up with a man she hadn’t even been dating that long.
She trudged back to the reception desk and plopped into her chair wearily. It was almost five o’clock. She could probably slip out a little early. After everything she’d been through that week, she deserved it.
A few minutes later, Casey pushed open the agency’s double glass doors and stepped out onto Connecticut Avenue. She loved the energy of Washington, D.C. There were always people rushing by in dark suits or joggers with their dogs. It was a city that never slept but with a totally different vibe than New York. In New York the energy had been manic, so much going on that she felt drugged
“Yes. I’ll stay with you! Anything you want.”
Andre powered into her from behind, riding her hard, pushing her to her limits. Casey stared at their image in the mirror and was momentarily shocked. He looked carnal, with the long, curling strands of her hair wrapped around his fist. She looked sultry with her kiss-swollen lips and flushed cheeks. If she could have taken a snapshot of the image she would have. Something to take out after this whirlwind affair was over to remind her of what he’d taught her about herself.
“Andre, please!“ She cried out as he flicked his finger against her clit, tickling her in conjunction with his thrusts, his cock and his finger moving as one. The amplified sensation brought her to the teetering edge of her orgasm, the towering wave of pleasure hovering, ready to crash down on her at any moment.
Casey broke when he pinched her clit gently. She buried her face in her arm to stifle the cries she couldn’t contain. She bit her lip so hard she tasted blood as the last tremors of her release shook her.
“Damn it. I didn’t mean to do that.” Andre pulled out gently and rested his forehead against her back. “I didn’t use protection. You make me so crazy, I didn’t even think.” He smoothed her skirt down over her thighs and helped her stand.
“You make me crazy too,” she whispered.
Suddenly things felt awkward, standing with him in a bathroom of all places, with the smell of their sex all around them. Casey didn’t know what to say to make things right. The only thing he wanted to hear was something she couldn’t say.
“I need my panties back.”
“You’ll get them back. Tonight.” Andre grinned and patted the pocket of his jacket. “In the meantime, their absence will remind you of me.”
He held her head in his hands so she couldn’t avoid his eyes. “I can stay in the States for a while. I have enough business interests here that it would make sense. I want you to move in with me.”
Casey pulled back in surprise and covered her mouth with her hand. “Move in with you?”
“Don’t say no right away. Just think about it. We’ll talk more tonight.” He kissed her then, a soft brush of his lips against hers, before he backed away.
“I’ll leave first. I don’t want to embarrass you. Plus, I should at least show my face in this meeting since I requested it.” He winked at her and then he was gone.
The door swung shut behind him and she hurriedly cleaned between her legs before adjusting her skirt. The cool air in the room made her acutely aware of her missing panties. Which was probably exactly what he’d intended.
He wants me to move in with him.
Casey ran her hands over her face in frustration. How did one night turn into sharing an address? An affair was just fun and games to him, but if she let herself go too far, she wouldn’t be able to pick herself back up when he finally left. She had to prepare for her future. A future that most likely didn’t include him. Other people could live with someone casually but she wasn’t that sophisticated. Where she came from, living together was still taboo even if you were getting married. She could just imagine what her mother would think if she found out Casey was shacking up with a man she hadn’t even been dating that long.
She trudged back to the reception desk and plopped into her chair wearily. It was almost five o’clock. She could probably slip out a little early. After everything she’d been through that week, she deserved it.
A few minutes later, Casey pushed open the agency’s double glass doors and stepped out onto Connecticut Avenue. She loved the energy of Washington, D.C. There were always people rushing by in dark suits or joggers with their dogs. It was a city that never slept but with a totally different vibe than New York. In New York the energy had been manic, so much going on that she felt drugged
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