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tongue the way she explored his body. He met her
heat with his own, giving as much as he was taking. Her hands traced his chest and
over his shoulders, raking down his back. She loved feeling his muscles move as
he pumped into her in long, deep strokes.
    Taking a quick breath, he said, “Lena, I’m so close again.”
    “Thank goodness,” she replied. “I don’t know how long I can
last.” He lifted himself slightly away from her body, but before she could
protest, he slipped a hand between them and found her swollen clit. He rubbed
the slippery nub, raising her excitement further.
    “God, we feel good together,” he said. As he continued to
stroke her, she could feel every inch of his cock sliding into her body. It was
all she needed to go over the top again.
    Her nails dug into his ass, her body rose off the bed as her
second orgasm crashed through her, starting at the center and radiating out so
forcefully she yelled. Her cry of pleasure was shortly joined by his and he
crushed his mouth over hers, effectively silencing them both as he drove
himself into her more deeply than any man ever had.
    As her orgasm slowed, his kisses gentled, although he continued
to move within her, massaging her swollen passage and creating ripples that
added to her pleasure and the sated feeling stealing through her.
    She cupped his face in her hands. “That was truly amazing,”
she said, unable to keep the wonder out of her voice.
    “Yes, you were,” he answered.
    “That’s not what I—”
    He stopped her with a finger over her mouth. “I know it’s
not, but it’s what I meant.”
    She smiled and let her body go limp. She sensed the truth in
his words and they were as wonderful as his abilities in bed, which were
considerable. Michelle was right. Multiple orgasms could indeed solve myriad
problems.
    “Where are you going?” she asked as he rolled off her.
    “I don’t want to crush you,” he said.
    “Oh, you’re not that big. Well,” she ran a finger down his
cock, “you are, but I didn’t mind.”
    He laughed. “You’re good for my ego.” He reached over for a
tissue from the bedside table and removed the condom. “Besides, being in this
position allows me to hold you better.” He pulled her close and she rested her
head on his chest, listening to the rapid beat of his heart.
    His arm came around her as she curled comfortably against
him. She was too exhausted to move. A short rest would be good and then she
would say her goodbyes and thank him for the most incredible night of her life.
    Why did thinking of saying goodbye cause such a twinge of
regret?
    As he held her, Lena tried to remember the last time she was
this content or enjoyed herself in bed so completely. No memories came to her.
All she could think of was the incredible highs she enjoyed this evening. Her
friend was right. Risks could be good. Drained, she closed her eyes.
    * * * * *
    She thought she’d only been asleep for a few minutes, but
the sunlight coming through her lids told her otherwise. She mumbled a protest
at having to get up. It was warm and comfortable under the covers, and she was
pretty certain she needed to get to work, although she couldn’t remember what
day it was. She stretched and opened her eyes, her legs protested with an
unfamiliar soreness.
    Which matched the unfamiliar bedroom.
    Shit, you have got to be kidding. She moaned as
clarity arrived, as harsh as the morning sun. Instead of resting briefly she’d
spent the night with a total stranger. A blush warmed her face. Okay, not
exactly a stranger, but a man she’d met the evening before.
    And had sex with.
    Great sex.
    She rubbed a hand over her eyes. Oh, this could not be
happening. How was she going to sneak out? The question was followed by
another. Why did the best sex of her life have to happen with a man she planned
never to see again?
    “Good morning, Thumbelina.”
    She was fully awake in an instant. Her eyes flew open as she
bolted upright, fortunately