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dance, he kicks off his shoes. He kneels on the floor and caresses my leg. Despite the work he does, his hands are smooth as he runs them up and down my calf. Slowly he slides the strap of my sandal down my ankle and removes the shoe. Then he does the same thing to the other. His hand skims up my legs and reaches to loosen the button on my shorts. I wiggle them down until they’re at my feet. I’m left in just my lacy underwear.
    He stands and takes a step back to assess me. His deep gaze electrifies me. Looping a finger on each side of my panties, he shimmies them down until they’re on the floor with my shorts.
    “You’re so beautiful.” His eyes are wide and his voice breathy. My muscles tingle with anticipation. The electricity between us is palpable. The knot in my stomach is tight.
    I fumble with the button of his jeans, and yank the waistband. Then I force the zipper down. With one long motion, I slide both his pants and his briefs past his legs. He springs free and stands before me, naked and ready.
    V isually, I devour him. My breathing is wild. My blood is pulsing.
    I no longer want him; I need him.
    Tender hands pull me close. The skin on skin connection causes all of my nerve endings to stand at attention. His mouth is urgent, demanding. I grasp his member firmly in my hand and he moans into my mouth. It surges through every synapse.
    G ently, he lays me on the bed. I move to the middle and lean up on my elbows, and wait for him. He stands at the foot, ready, but gazing at me with heated desire, taking me in. Our eyes connect and I want this so badly. I part my legs to give him access. He climbs onto the bed, positioning himself between them. As he leans over me he whispers in my ear. “I’ve wanted you from the moment you brought those cookies over.” The words send me reeling.
    I feel the head of his erection at the apex of my legs. The anticipation is thick. I’m panting and I want this so much. He pushes his hips forward. I groan as he fills me. He stills as we both acclimatize to our intimate introduction. And then he moves slowly, at first, in and out. Then he picks up speed with each thrust. Soft kisses cover my face. Tension builds with every movement. My hips move to meet his. Unfocused thoughts of everything, nothing, him, fill my head. The rhythm increases and sensation takes over. I am no longer in control. It’s overwhelming. I gasp and my back arches as my fingers claw the sheet beneath me. I’m building. I can’t hold back any longer.
    “Let go,” he says, and I surrender, exploding around him. With a final thrust, he finds his own release.
    The sheets are soft and smell like clean cotton, like him. Long fingers stroke blonde strands away from my face as he holds me in his arms. He searches my face.
    “Your eye s are a beautiful shade of blue,” he says, running the tip of his nose against my cheek. Butterfly kisses follow my hairline from my temple, down my jaw, and across to my mouth. It starts me up again. He reads my body and I feel his erection press against my hip. He is ready for another round. So am I.
    I push his shoulders and force him onto his back. Throwing my leg over his waist, I straddle him. His strong hands guides my hips, directing me as I ease onto him and he fills me again. Waves of pleasure course through me as he pushes his hips in a complimentary beat with mine. It doesn’t take long for me to climb as he navigates my movement. All the while his eyes are focused on me. It’s sexy, hot.
    He holds me still and thrusts his hips up hard as he empties into me and mixes with my own orgasm. I collapsed on the bed next to him.
    He pulls me against his chest and wraps his arms around me, and we fall asleep.

 
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
    Eight
     
     
    Sunlight shines through the opened slats of the window blinds, saturating the room with light. I blink a few times before I realize where I am. Stretching my arms past the blanket, I turn my head to see Dylan