upright again. I threw him down on the bed.
"Wow," he said with genuine surprise as he watched me remove his shoes, shorts, and boxers.
I crawled onto the bed and straddled him.
"Umm...this isn't turning out quite how I imagined," he grinned up at me.
"I haven't had sex for a really long time."
"I know, but I thought maybe you could use some foreplay."
"You thought wrong," I said, grinding slightly on him. "Maybe we can do the foreplay thing some other time."
"Sure," he said, caressing my arms. "But let's get this straight, I'm in charge." He easily flipped me off of him and in a matter of two seconds, he was on top of me, pressing his hardness against me as he kissed me deeply.
"Condoms?" He asked, pulling my panties off.
"In the drawer. I bought them today when I knew I was going to take advantage of you," I said.
He stared at me for a moment, seemingly lost in my eyes. I could dig it, because I was lost in his. Then the moment passed, and he was reaching into the table next to my bed and pulling out a condom. Expertly, he rolled it on with speed and without warning plunged inside of me.
I cried out and clung to him. He held my head between his hands and looked into my face with an expression that sent my heart tumbling. His lips touched mine and we fell into a passionate kiss. Without taking his lips from mine, he gave a hard thrust that made me accidentally bite down on his lip. I tasted blood, but he didn't stop kissing me, or thrusting. My cries were muffled by his mouth and he groaned into mine.
When he finally took his lips from mine, he fucked me hard, with an animalistic power that made my head slam into the headboard over and over.
"Come with me," he growled in my ear before nipping at it with his teeth.
My orgasm built up quickly as Rhys plowed into me faster and harder than ever. Suddenly I was screaming into his shoulder and he yelled out expletives into my neck.
His arms encircled me and I held him close, both of us trying to catch our breaths. After a moment, he pulled out of me, but didn't immediately release me. I let go first, and he did so reluctantly and then rolled off of me.
When he got up and disappeared into the bathroom, I fully expected him to emerge, get dressed and high tail it out of here. To my surprise, though, he returned a moment later and climbed back into bed with me. He pulled me into his arms and kissed the top of my head.
"This is unexpected," I said sleepily. "I thought you would have been out the door by now."
"Ordinarily I would have been," he said after a half a minute of hesitation. "Do you want me to leave?"
"No," I admitted.
"Good. I'm not ready to leave."
Interesting.
"Who's going to get up and turn off the light?" He asked a little while later.
"Don't laugh," I said, freeing my hands. "I mean it."
He looked at me quizzically, and then I clapped twice. The lights went off and we were in darkness, but I could feel his body shake.
"I said not to laugh!" I punched his arm.
"Wait, wait," he said, catching his breath. He clapped twice and the lights came on. The amusement in his face was that of a child's. He clapped again and darkness fell again. This went on a few more times before I had enough.
"Stop!" I pinched his arm.
"Ow! Okay, okay," he laughed. "If I clap three times, will I get music?"
"Shut up."
He clapped three times and seconds later, music filled the room. We laughed for a long time before sleep overtook us.
Chapter Twelve
Monday morning I was stuck in a board room with fifteen other people, sitting between Rhys and Nicole. I was only half paying attention to what was going on in the meeting. I was lost in my wonderings.
Rhys had slept with three women in the room, including myself. Nicole was the serious relationship, Julianne was just a one nighter, and then there's me. What am I? What of the other three women I knew about? Heather from accounting, T r ina from the Boston office, and one of Kit's cousins, Gale. Did he show up at
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