gratitude. She settled her head against his shoulder and closed her eyes, loving how secure she felt snuggled against him like old times. There was just something about Miles that’d always felt safe…like home.
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It was going to be a long flight, Miles realized the minute Dani’s head touched his shoulder. Within moments, she was sleeping like a baby. Risking a stupid move, he bent to inhale the unique scent of her crown, closing his eyes against the wash of memories that threatened to drown him. Why did this feel perfect? No woman had ever fit him so well, as if they were two puzzle pieces interlocking together. So cliché, he wanted to groan b ut the truth was hard to shake and the memory of their first night together was even harder to stop.
“Nice place,” Dani had offered, checking out his luxury apartment, openly appraising his pad, her fingers trailing along the marble countertop in the kitchen. “Doctors still make bank?”
“I do well enough,” he said, grinning. “Nothing compared to actors, of course.”
“Well, I’m still in the starving artist category so this still counts as impressive. My last job paid me exactly $450, which didn’t even cover my half of the rent for my crappy apartment. My roommate had to spot me a few hundred and she was not happy about it. I’m good for it, but it just means I have to take on a few more day player gigs, which sucks because aside from the craft services — which I totally raid — there’s not much opportunity for advancement and it eats up my audition time.”
“Tough business,” he said, handing her a glass of wine. “White okay? I’m all out of red.”
“It’s all the same to me. I’m not exactly a wine aficionado,” she said, taking a short sip. “So tell me, Dr. Lassiter…how’s a guy like you still single?”
“I could ask you the same.”
She averted her gaze with a sly smile but didn’t answer, and instead took a place on his sofa, patting the seat beside her. “Pretty lonely over here,” she said, smiling when his brow climbed in playful suggestion. She tucked her bottom lip under her front teeth and he nearly busted out of his pants. Damn, she was sexy. She took another sip before asking, “So, you have me here…what are you going to do with me?”
“I’ll do whatever you want me to do to you,” he answered with complete honesty. “But the question is…what do you want?”
“I’m down for whatever.”
“Are you always this accommodating?”
“No,” she answered, placing her glass on the coffee table and reaching for his. “But there’s something about you that I can’t quite get out of my head.”
“Same here.”
She climbed into his lap and settled right over his already straining-to-be-free cock. His hands went straight to her plump ass, cupping her firmly. She smiled with approval and slowly pulled off her top. Her breasts, two mounds of soft, squeezable flesh, pushed the limits of her dainty bra and the spit dried in his mouth. “Like what you see?” she’d purred and all he could do was nod. “Good. Now tell me what you want. Don’t be shy. Chances are I want what you want, too.”
“I want to fuck you,” he barely got the words out and God, he sounded like a horny teenager but she didn’t seem to mind. In fact, she liked it.
“Tell me more.” Her smile deepened with dark pleasure and she rocked her hips, rubbing herself on his cock. “I like it when you talk dirty.”
“ From the first moment we met I wanted to bury my cock inside your hot pussy. Is that what you want to know?”
She answered by unhooking her bra and tossing it to the floor. His eyes widened at the sweet, pink nipples pearling under his hungry gaze and he was certain he’d never seen such perfect, natural tits. Without hesitating, his hands left her ass to fill with her beautiful, full breasts. She shuddered as he squeezed, teasing the nipples between thumb and forefinger and she fell forward to seal her mouth to
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