demonstrated to him how hungry he'd made her.
She kicked her shoes off as his hands fumbled with the buttons on her cardigan.
The towel, having finally given up the fight, lay discarded on the floor.
He took her hand and led her towards the bedroom.
As he flicked on the bedside lamp, she rid herself of the rest of her clothes. Then she lay back on the bed, almost shaking with anticipation.
He rummaged through the nightstand, knocking some papers to the floor in his haste.
He looked at her a few minutes later and sat on the bad empty handed. "Damn. I thought I had condoms but I don't. I could go to the store?"
"Shit." She bit her lip.
She'd given up taking her birth control pills since she'd split from Orlando. Not that she’d remembered to take them half the time anyway. Though it hadn't really mattered. He'd always had an almost laughingly large stock of condoms on hand.
What were the chances that she'd get pregnant the one and only time she'd had sex without protection she thought?
Before the consequences could play out in her head, she looked up at him. She saw the blind passion in his eyes, and felt what her body wanted so urgently.
She pulled him down with her to the bed, kissing him as she whispered in his ear. "Next time."
All thoughts of pregnancy flew from her mind as he entered her.
He tried to go slow at first, but she found herself gripping his buttocks, pulling him more fully into her.
He kissed her, his tongue probing her mouth. She pulled away as she felt the rush of climax nearing, finding herself biting lightly into his earlobe, her nails digging into his back.
She cried out his name. His movements slowed, as if he wanted to bring his own climax more slowly. She moved her hips in rhythm with his, not wanting the moment to end.
He finished with a quiet groan several minutes later and gave her a kiss which made her head spin.
He moved off of her, propping his head on his hand as he looked at her with a cocky grin.
"Damn," he said. "And I thought I'd done something wrong by coming out in only a towel Boy was I wrong.”
She felt herself blushing again and turned away from him. "I guess you're irresistible.”
"I know that." He brushed a hand over her hair, tipping her face up to his for another earth shattering kiss. "Just didn't realize I had quite that effect on you.” As he turned she could see the fingernail marks that she'd left on his back.
Damn, she thought to herself as she looked at the marks, thinking that maybe it had been a good thing that she hadn't let him go to the store. She'd probably have drawn blood if she'd had to wait for him any longer.
He shook a cigarette out of the pack beside the bed. She almost shook her head when he offered one to her. Then she changed her mind and stuck it in her mouth, letting him light it for her.
It did calm her nerves some, of which she was glad.
He was so sexy in the soft light from the bedside lamp. She found dirty thoughts threatening to cloud her mind again.
He dropped his cigarette into the covered ashtray, leaning over to offer it to her, and his arm brushed lightly against her breast.
She felt a little thrill go through her.
"I suppose I should take you back to your car now." He sighed.
"If you don't mind, I could stay?"
He gave her a sexy grin. "I'd never decline an offer of a beautiful woman sharing my bed for the night."
She snuggled into his arms and he pulled the covers over them. "Do you need me to set the alarm?" he said sleepily several minutes later.
"No.” She was half asleep herself. "The shop's closed every other Sunday. Luckily tomorrow happens to be one of those Sundays."
"Good.” Soon she could hear him breathing the even breath of sleep beside her.
She went to sleep with a smile on her face. He'd been better in bed than she'd imagined, and damn the consequences.
She awoke late the next morning, stretching lazily.
She caught a glimpse of herself in the mirror by the closet and
She kicked her shoes off as his hands fumbled with the buttons on her cardigan.
The towel, having finally given up the fight, lay discarded on the floor.
He took her hand and led her towards the bedroom.
As he flicked on the bedside lamp, she rid herself of the rest of her clothes. Then she lay back on the bed, almost shaking with anticipation.
He rummaged through the nightstand, knocking some papers to the floor in his haste.
He looked at her a few minutes later and sat on the bad empty handed. "Damn. I thought I had condoms but I don't. I could go to the store?"
"Shit." She bit her lip.
She'd given up taking her birth control pills since she'd split from Orlando. Not that she’d remembered to take them half the time anyway. Though it hadn't really mattered. He'd always had an almost laughingly large stock of condoms on hand.
What were the chances that she'd get pregnant the one and only time she'd had sex without protection she thought?
Before the consequences could play out in her head, she looked up at him. She saw the blind passion in his eyes, and felt what her body wanted so urgently.
She pulled him down with her to the bed, kissing him as she whispered in his ear. "Next time."
All thoughts of pregnancy flew from her mind as he entered her.
He tried to go slow at first, but she found herself gripping his buttocks, pulling him more fully into her.
He kissed her, his tongue probing her mouth. She pulled away as she felt the rush of climax nearing, finding herself biting lightly into his earlobe, her nails digging into his back.
She cried out his name. His movements slowed, as if he wanted to bring his own climax more slowly. She moved her hips in rhythm with his, not wanting the moment to end.
He finished with a quiet groan several minutes later and gave her a kiss which made her head spin.
He moved off of her, propping his head on his hand as he looked at her with a cocky grin.
"Damn," he said. "And I thought I'd done something wrong by coming out in only a towel Boy was I wrong.”
She felt herself blushing again and turned away from him. "I guess you're irresistible.”
"I know that." He brushed a hand over her hair, tipping her face up to his for another earth shattering kiss. "Just didn't realize I had quite that effect on you.” As he turned she could see the fingernail marks that she'd left on his back.
Damn, she thought to herself as she looked at the marks, thinking that maybe it had been a good thing that she hadn't let him go to the store. She'd probably have drawn blood if she'd had to wait for him any longer.
He shook a cigarette out of the pack beside the bed. She almost shook her head when he offered one to her. Then she changed her mind and stuck it in her mouth, letting him light it for her.
It did calm her nerves some, of which she was glad.
He was so sexy in the soft light from the bedside lamp. She found dirty thoughts threatening to cloud her mind again.
He dropped his cigarette into the covered ashtray, leaning over to offer it to her, and his arm brushed lightly against her breast.
She felt a little thrill go through her.
"I suppose I should take you back to your car now." He sighed.
"If you don't mind, I could stay?"
He gave her a sexy grin. "I'd never decline an offer of a beautiful woman sharing my bed for the night."
She snuggled into his arms and he pulled the covers over them. "Do you need me to set the alarm?" he said sleepily several minutes later.
"No.” She was half asleep herself. "The shop's closed every other Sunday. Luckily tomorrow happens to be one of those Sundays."
"Good.” Soon she could hear him breathing the even breath of sleep beside her.
She went to sleep with a smile on her face. He'd been better in bed than she'd imagined, and damn the consequences.
She awoke late the next morning, stretching lazily.
She caught a glimpse of herself in the mirror by the closet and
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