something she hadn’t done since losing her virginity in college. She blushed, the heat in neck spread up through her face. “Thank you.”
Reaching her hand to his face, she touched his mask, her hazel-green gaze searching his silver ones, waiting for him to object. When he sat still, she pulled his mask off.
Her breath caught in her throat. Roberto was the man from the dinner table, the late guest and the one who had turned her on just sitting in the same room. Something else about him seemed familiar, but she couldn’t place it.
“Hello, Roberto, I’m Delilah--”
His fingers on her lips silenced her, pressing her back into the mattress. “No, tonight you are my cereza hermosa .”
That’s what she wanted to be. Roberto’s beautiful cherry. She relaxed into the bed as he began kissing her. Their mouths blended.
His tongue traced the inside of her lips, causing tingling sensations to spark through her body and pulsed in her sex. The kiss became ravenous and demanding. Tongues tangoed for control, in and out of each other’s mouth.
Parting, they stared at each other, breathing labored.
“Let me stay with you tonight?” he asked, his voice husky with pent-up desire.
Mr. Dominance had left. Now he showed another facet. Roberto no longer commanded her body but requested to use it. He asked permission to be with her. She clearly understood that everything he did downstairs was to give her confidence to experience something she desired. What was it about him that pulled at things hidden within her? They had no commitment between them. Nothing but this one night.
In the morning, she would return to her life and the hope of a contract awaiting her, and he would go back to his own life as well. She was glad he’d had the foresight to lock the door. With the free love attitude going on tonight, anyone could walk in thinking they wanted company. Delilah didn’t want anyone intruding on the intimacy they had built in the room. Just the two of them--others no longer allowed.
Running her fingers through his thick hair, massaging her fingers across his scalp, she looked at him. “Yes. I want that also.”
He kissed her again, pouring into it all the promises of the night ahead. Ending the kiss, he sat up. “I’m going to hit the shower. Want to join me?”
Launching off the bed, she yelled over her shoulder, “Last one in has to dry the other off with their mouth.”
“You’re on,” he called from somewhere behind her.
With excitement running through her, she raced toward the bathroom. A few more steps and she would reach the door. She shrieked when she found herself caught up in Roberto’s arms. He gave her a lip-smacking kiss then put her down.
Shocked, she realized she stood outside the bathroom with Roberto inside. “You cheated,” she accused as she laughed. Pouting, she gave him a saucy look. “As a gentleman, you’re supposed to let the woman win.”
“I don’t recall ever saying I was a gentleman.” Pulling her body into his, he squeezed her ass as he grinded his pelvis into hers. “Besides, cereza , even if I were, I couldn’t resist having those luscious lips on me again.” He swatted her bottom then let her go and turned on the shower.
Delilah admitted she wanted him in her mouth also. She admired his muscle play as he adjusted the temperature in the shower. Nice ass , she thought . Grip-able ass , she noted.
Stepping into the stall, he beckoned her with one finger. Moving away from the door, she eagerly crossed the bathroom to join him. The shower became another erotic adventure as they lathered each other, between kissing and fondling.
Roberto removed the microphone showerhead from one of the many hooks available in the stall and rinsed the suds from her breasts and thighs. Bending forward, he licked two water droplets from a breast. Following the watery trail down her stomach, he dipped his tongue in her navel then made his way back up. “Now, let me rinse your back.”
Her