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hit. Every touch, every tease since the restaurant had layered on top of one another until I was drowning in my own hyper-aroused body.
    It seemed like only a few breaths between when he entered me and when I came, my pussy clenching down on his cock so hard it hurt, screams torn from my chest, my release so strong I almost blacked out.
    My limbs went weak; the only things holding me up were Dylan’s hand on my breast, my palms against the glass, and his hard cock inside me. I was still coming, my pussy pulsing around him, my hips rolling in involuntary thrusts.
    Dylan’s teeth locked onto the side of my neck in a grip of possession as he pounded out his own orgasm, filling me with his release.

9
Dylan
    S he was a revelation . The entire night hadn’t been what I’d expected. I pulled out of Leigha’s clinging pussy and stepped back, taking in the sight of her lush, curvy body, damp with perspiration, flushed with passion, our come dripping down the insides of her thighs.
    She was innocence debauched, her dark hair tousled, her eyes still closed, those pink lips parted as she gasped for air. I’d known she would be good. That was why I’d suffered through a half an hour with her ridiculous family. I’d had no idea she would be this good.
    Leigha was gorgeous. She was a real woman, beautiful, with real curves and real responses. Her soft, heavy breasts were a dream all on their own. Add in that tight, eager pussy, and she was perfect. Her intelligence and sweetness were only a bonus.
    Whatever I’d thought I was getting myself into when I’d proposed being her date in exchange for her body, things had changed.
    She thought this was just for a weekend. She thought I would let her walk away. Before the next two days were over, Leigha Carmichael would learn. She was mine, for as long as I wanted her.

10
Leigha
    I woke up to the sound of the door closing, the metallic click startling me out of my dreams. For a second, I didn’t know where I was. The room was dark, the bed wide, the sheets heavy and silky smooth. It wasn’t my bedroom, I knew that much. I’d been living there for two years, and still hadn’t hung curtains to block the early morning sun. My bed was a double with the same sheets I’d had in college. Stroking a hand over the fabric covering my naked body, I resolved to get a new set of sheets at home ASAP. I didn’t want to think about what they’d cost, but Dylan’s sheets were amazing.
    Dylan. The thought of his name brought the night before rushing back. First, meeting him in the bar, making that insane deal, then sucking his cock in a hallway, almost in plain view of the whole casino. And the orgasms. I’d never had sex like that before. I never even imagined I would. Leaning up against the window in his living room, my eyes on the lights of Vegas as he fucked me from behind was unbelievable.
    Sitting up in the bed, I pulled the sheet around me and looked for Dylan. The room was empty, the bathroom door wide open, and the light off. From what I’d seen the night before, the penthouse was enormous, so he might be somewhere else, but he wasn’t in the master suite.
    There was a folded note on the bedside table. It read, At the gym, back by 9:30 . A glance at the clock told me I had an hour before he was back. Part of me wanted to laze around in bed, but the rest of me desperately wanted a shower. Getting up, I headed for the bathroom to see my toiletries arranged neatly on the right side of the sink. If I had to guess, I’d bet my clothes were hung equally neatly in the closet. It must be nice to have a whole hotel’s worth of employees ready to jump to do your bidding. I’d never aspired to wealth. I’d always just wanted to be secure - a good job, with a decent place to live, and maybe enough money to go on vacation occasionally. But it was fun to see what the other side was like even if it was only for a few days, though.
    I could happily start with the bathroom. Easily bigger than my