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  He stroked her breasts, causing her nipples to tighten. “Talk to me. Let me inside that lovely head of yours. Tell me what you’re thinking and feeling.”

  Admitting what she felt and wanted would probably send him rushing away from her before the night was over. “That this will probably be one of the most pivotal nights of my life.”

  “I’m feeling the same way.” He stroked his hand down her body—over her stomach to cup her pussy. “What can I do to make this night even more special for you?”

  Okay. He was definitely too good to be true. With her luck, he was probably not married because he was bisexual with a heavy emphasis on the bi. The only way a man with his looks and talent in bed was still single, was because he was either gay or bisexual.

  “I want you again,” she admitted.

  “That can definitely be arranged.” He rolled her onto her stomach.

  She tensed.

  “Relax,” he instructed.

  After a moment of hesitation, she spread her legs.

  He lay on top of her and kissed the side of her neck. “You are a beautiful woman with a lovely ass.”

  She smiled and pressed her cheek against the bed. “It’s a big one.”

  To her delight, he bent to brush his lips over each ass cheek. “I like women with real asses.”

  She shivered at the husky tone of his voice. “Yeah? How fond are you of big, real asses?”

  He slid off her to lay with his body pressed against hers. “I’d love to show you.”

  She sucked in a breath. After several painful attempts, she had learned to tolerate anal sex with Karl. The thought of Dan trying to slide his thick girth up her rear sent a shiver—part excitement and part fear through her. She wouldn’t be able to sit without discomfort for days if they had anal sex. Yet the idea held far more appeal than it should have. She gave herself a mental shake. Anal sex with a man she would probably never see again was out of the question.

  “I’ll be gentle,” he promised.

  She doubted that, but she was not prepared to find out. She turned onto her back and spread her legs, giving him her answer.

  Chapter Five

  “No?”

  She ignored the regret she heard in the soft question. “No.”

  He sighed. “Understood.” He caressed her cheeks. “Maybe another time,” he suggested as he stretched out on top of her.

  Maybe another time? Did he really want more than one night or one weekend with her? “Maybe.”

  “I can wait for anal sex until you’re ready.”

  Despite the strong attraction she felt for him, she had no intensions of engaging in anal sex during the course of a casual relationship. She stroked his cheek. “How about giving me what I want and need now?”

  “You want it, you got it.”

  She closed her eyes and sighed with pleasure as he rained warm, biting kisses against her breasts. His tongue gently probed her left nipple, making it pebble before he turned his attention to her right nipple making that bud as well. When he sucked her left nipple between his lips, she sighed with pleasure.

  She cupped her hands over his head. “Hmmm. Oh…yes.”

  He made love to her breasts, sucking, kissing, and tonguing each mound until she was a moaning, trembling mass of need. Only then did he rise above her and settle between her legs.

  She thrust her hips off the bed, eager to feel his hard shaft plunging into her wet slit. Instead of accepting her clear invitation, he leisurely kissed his way up from her breasts to her throat.

  He licked each side of her neck before he allowed his lips to hover over hers. She felt his breath against her mouth and eagerly awaited his kiss.

  “Look at me, my lovely.”

  Her eyes fluttered open. She met his dark, passion-filled gaze.

  “Now tell me what you want and I’ll give it to you—just as you want it.”

  “What do I want? Isn’t it clear?”

  He rubbed his groin against her, heightening her passions. “I want to hear you say it.”

  She clutched his ass. “You. I want all of you inside of me. And I wanted it ten minutes ago. So please don’t tease me, Danny.”

  “I’ll give you whatever you want.”

  “I’ve just told you what I want.”

  He smiled. “Do you just want me inside of you? Or do you need me inside of you?”

  She suppressed a frown. “Does it matter which one?”

  “Yes. I need you to need sex with me.”

  All his talk of need seemed inappropriate for a one-night stand. Nevertheless, if he wanted her to admit how much she wanted him, she would. “I do need it and I needed it eleven minutes ago.”

  “Then you’re going to get it.”

  As his lips descended on hers, he reached between their bodies to finger her.

  Finding her wet and ready for him, he lifted his hips and pressed himself against her entrance.

  When he didn’t immediately plunge into her, she opened her eyes and gave him an impatient, frustrated look. “Now.”

  “In a moment—after you show me how much you want me.”

  She sucked in a breath. “Are you going to make me beg?”

  “Only if I have to.”

  His huskily whispered answer excited rather than annoyed her. She had a feeling very little about him would annoy her. “You’re very insistent.”

  “A woman unafraid to admit she wants me enough to beg is a big turn-on for me. The more turned on I am, the more I’ll please you.”

  To her surprise, the idea of begging for his cock made her wetter. She’d give him what he wanted, but there was no reason she shouldn’t make him work a little for her submission. “I have my legs gaping open, my nipples are hard, my pussy is dripping and I’m horny as hell. Doesn’t that make what I want clear enough for you?”

  His warm, satisfied laughter danced along her nerve endings like a sweet caress. “It’s a start. I like my women older, and totally shameless in bed.”

  She dug her nails into his tight ass. “If I get any more shameless than I already am, I might get arrested. I want you and your cock in me, Danny. I need them. Please.” She parted his cheeks and ran her finger along his crack. “Now split me open with that hard, thick cock of yours.”

  He shuddered against her. “Oh sweet, you are making me so damned hot.”

  “I’m hot as well. Hot and needy. I need you so badly I’m going to start cussing like a sailor if you don’t do me.”

  “Oh yeah. Talk dirty to me. I love it when a beautiful woman talks dirty.” He rubbed his cock against her. “Make me believe you want me inside that tight, sweet pussy of yours and not just rubbing against your thigh.”

  “I need your cock. Fuck me, damn you!”

  “Such sweet sexy words, Jule. They tell me you need me. Now show me.”

  “How?”

  He lifted his lower body off hers. “Take me in your hand and slide me inside.”

  Almost mindless with need, she wrapped a hand around him. She rubbed his cock along her wet slit before she pressed the big head between the lips of her pussy. “Like this?”

  “Oh yeah. Just like that. Now slide me in slowly so we can both enjoy the descent.”

  Jule eagerly obeyed. He felt so good going in. She sighed and closed her yes.

  “No. Don’t close your eyes yet. I want to see your expression and have you watch mine as your pussy stretches to accommodate my cock.”

  She struggled to keep her eyes open as he gently drove his hips downward. He inched into her slowly.

  She stared up at him, savoring the look of bliss in his dark eyes as he bottomed out in her. Finally, after an eternity, she felt his pubic hair against hers. “Oh.”

  He smiled down at her. “Every inch of me is buried deep inside you. How does it feel? Was it worth the wait and the begging?”

  With her pussy stretched taut over him, she nodded. “Oh. Hell yeah. Danny boy, your cock feels so incredibly good.”

  “How goo
d?”

  In response, she wrapped her arms and legs around him, tilting her hips upward in a move she hoped would give him maximum penetration. “Fucking good,” she whispered in a soft, shameless voice. “I love how stretched I feel around you.”

  He smiled, rotating his hips from side to side. The erotic movement heightened her pleasure. “It was made that way just to please you.”

  “Oh.” She gasped, struggling to keep her eyes open. “Danny you have such hard, sweet meat. Sweet meat, Danny. I’m so hungry for you. I need you. Fuck me with your sweet meat.”

  He cupped her face between his palms and spoke to her softly. “Now you can close your eyes, my lovely. Close your eyes and enjoy the ride.”

  Keeping her eyes open until he bent his head proved difficult. At the first touch of his warm lips, her lids fluttered close. “I can’t wait any longer. Fuck me. Please.”

  He pressed a slow, deep kiss on her mouth before he spoke against her lips. “This time I’m going to make love to you. No more fucking tonight. Just love making.”

  Jule tongued his bottom lip. “Fucking or making love. I don’t care which you do. Just start moving inside me before I lose my mind.”

  His laughter filled the room as he rolled off her. Easing her onto her back, he pushed a pillow under her hips. He knelt between her legs. “You have a very pretty pussy and a large, lovely ass.”

  Talking was definitely a plus, but would ever stop talking and start fucking her? “For the love of God. Stop talking and prove it. Grab it and fuck me senseless.”

  “I love a women inpatient for me.” He bent his head, brushing his lips against her slit. “You smell like a woman who’s ready for cock.”

  She jerked her hips up until his lips touched her pussy. “Taste me.”

  “Gladly.” He settled between her thighs and pressed a series of moist kisses against her slit. Then, as tingles of pleasure radiated through her, he parted her nether lips, thrust his fingers into her and slowly ate her as he finger fucked her.

  She moaned, rotating her hips in time with his digital thrusts. “Good…delicious, but I need more, Danny boy. I need your cock. Please don’t make me beg any more. Give me your cock. Stick it in me. Now. Please. I want to come on your cock, not in your mouth.”

  He lifted his head from between her legs. “How can I deny you anything when you beg so nicely?” Removing the pillow from beneath her hips, he eased her onto her side. They settled facing each other. “Get ready, baby, because here I come.”

  “Do it.”

  He lifted her top leg over his.

  She moistened her lips and he eased into her.

  Then he pulled his hips back until only the head of his shaft remained inside her.

  “Don’t withdraw.”

  “I won’t.” His hips eased forward allowing his cock to slowly fill her again.

  “Oh yes. Oh Danny. Yes. Yes.” She curled her fingers in his hair and brought his mouth against hers. “I want to taste myself on your lips. Kiss me.”

  Holding himself still inside her, he tipped up her chin.

  Her lips parted.

  His warm mouth settled over hers.

  Tasting and smelling herself on his lips sent a jolt of desire through her. She ground her hips against his and bit and licked at his lips, in a sexual frenzy.

  Strong hands gripped her hips. “Let’s take it slow, Jule.”

  Although she would have welcomed another raunchy fuck, he made gentle, tender love to her. He did it with a slow deliberation that turned into an agony of bliss as his expert movements sent her to the brink of ecstasy. Each time she was about to explode with joy, he froze inside her.

  He held himself still, as she moaned in protest, wildly wiggling her hips in an effort to force him to plunge into her again—so she could come. But he gripped her hips and held her still. “No my lovely. No fucking. I want to love you.”

  “I want to come. I need to come now. Haven’t you made me beg enough for one night? Don’t torture me. Let me come. Please.”

  Warm, gentle lips touched hers. “It’s not torture, my lovely. It’s an attempt to make this last as long as possible.”

  She raked her nails down his back. “I want to come now, Danny.” She tightened her pussy around his hard cock. “Please. Dig it in deep and let me explode all around you.”

  “I’ll give you whatever you want.”

  “I want to come.”

  “Then come.” He rolled her onto her back and thrust his cock deep. “Come.”

  “Yes. Oh yes. I’m only a few strokes away. Fuck me.”

  He slid in and out of her with a sweet heat she loved, all the while kissing and touching her. Taking one nipple between his lips, he sucked hard and thrust deep until her entire world revolved around him and the wonderful feelings his lovemaking invoked in her.

  Mindless with the need to come, she moved in time with him, totally lost in her quest for the sweet release that was so close. It came with a quick series of hard, deep thrusts. She cried out, dug her nails in his clenching ass and blew apart.

  The wild convulsions in her pussy triggered his orgasm.

  Dragging his lips from her breast, he pounded her—hard. He hurt her with three rough thrusts before he groaned, shuddered and collapsed on top of her as he exploded inside her. She clutched him close and kept her hips tight against his, contracting her vaginal muscles in an effort to ensure he jettisoned every drop of seed from his balls.

  They lay holding each other for several minutes before he groaned again and eased out of her. He removed his condom and lay back in her arms, with his face against her throat.

  Jule held him, enjoying the feeling of being crushed under his big, damp body. She inhaled deeply and licked his shoulder. There was no scent quite as exciting as the taste and aroma of a lover sweaty from pleasing her.

  Finally, he kissed her neck and brushed his lips against her ear. “What are you feeling?”

  She smiled and licked his shoulder again. “I’m feeling like a lucky woman who has just enjoyed one of the best fucks of her life.”

  “Yeah?” He sounded please.

  “That’s some sweet dick you’re wielding, Danny boy.”

  “Enjoyed it, did you?”

  “Hell yeah. I’m feeling very satisfied. What about you? What are you feeling?”

  “Like I’ve waited my entire life to meet you.”

  She arched a brow. Despite his protests to the contrary, he was smooth. “Talk like that will get you anything you want.”

  “Including an invitation to spend the night?”

  “Can you stay the night? Are you kidding?” She stroked her hands down his back. “It would take an act of God to get me to let you leave before morning.”

  “What would you say if I said I didn’t want to leave then either?”

  He wanted to spend the weekend with her. Her stock was rising—at least for the moment. “Tomorrow’s Saturday. If you want to spend part of the day or even the entire weekend together, we can.”

  “What if I want more than one weekend with you?”

  Jule pushed against his shoulders until he rolled off her. She turned onto her side with her back to him.

  He leaned over her shoulder. “What’s wrong?”

  “Nothing. I just don’t think you should make any promises in the heat of the moment that you can’t keep once your ardor cools.”

  “I rarely do.” He curled his body against hers, slipping an arm around her waist. “I know you’re probably thinking I’m thinking with my cock.”

  “Aren’t you?”

  “No.”

  “I’d like to believe that, but—”

  “Then do. The moment I saw you, I knew I wanted you.”

  She wiggled her ass against his groin. “You’ve already had me.”

  He cupped his hands over her breasts. “Making love to you has only confirmed what I suspected before I arrived—that one weekend with you would not be enough. I want more.”

 
“You decided that when you saw me tonight?”

  “I decided it when I first saw you.”

  “That was tonight.”

  He massaged her breasts. “Actually it was five weeks ago at Martin’s birthday party.”

  She frowned. “Did you arrive after I’d left? I wouldn’t have forgotten you if we’d met.”

  He kissed her neck. “I believe you mean that as a compliment.”

  “I do.”

  “I was there while you were—sort of. I was driving Ti to the airport when he asked me to make a stop at Tia and Martin’s so he could drop off Martin’s present. I stayed in the car, but I saw you and was immediately smitten.”

  “You were?”

  “Yes.” He pinched her nipples. “I was enchanted when I saw your long legs disappearing into the soft, pink shorts you wore. They hugged and caressed your ass. I got hard just…Do you have any idea how good you look in pink?”

  She smiled. “If you were so smitten, why didn’t you introduce yourself?”

  “We were running late and we had to get to the airport so Ti wouldn’t miss his plane. I asked Ti about you, but he said you’d been hurt and he didn’t want to risk introducing us.”

  She stiffened. “Why not? Are you some kind of heartbreaker?”

  “I have never willingly hurt anyone. But in my quest to find that one special woman, I’ve known a lot of women. Not all of those relationships have ended amicably.”

  “You’ve known them how?”

  “As lovers.” He nibbled at his ear. “Ti is a considerate guy. He was afraid I might hurt you, but I won’t.”

  “How did you come to be here tonight?”

  “I was contemplating beating the hell out of Ti until he at least told me who you were when Tia called and asked if I’d like to go on a blind…” He paused.

  She could imagine the outspoken Tia hadn’t been shy. “She’s my best friend. You can tell me what she suggested.”

  “She asked if I wanted to go on a blind fuck. I’ve never needed help getting a date so I said no.”

  “Why?”

  “Like I said, I don’t need any help with women and it never occurred to me you would need or want any help landing the man of your choice. I wanted to meet you so I wasn’t in the market to meet anyone else. You know Tia’s not one to take no for an answer. She showed up at my office with a proposition and your picture. Once I saw your picture, I was more than willing to go along with her plan.”