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’’Were there more men or women?’’
’’Oh, many more women.’’ I had no idea.
The more detail I described, the more his gaze shifted from my eyes to my body. When I noticed he was interested, that he was paying attention, I became S\elle. I let my inner vixen reign and continued to paint the picture making it as hot as I could.
Suddenly he cleared his throat. ’’Excuse me, I forgot I have something I have to do.’’ He turned and walked away without even glancing back.
I couldn\ let him go, so I followed him. He went into one of the downstairs suites, but no one answered when I knocked, so I turned the knob. It was unlocked. He wasn\ in there, but a light from a corner room told me where he was. I heard the water running and knocked again. I didn\ hear any protest, so I walked in and there he was, leaning over the sink, looking at me in the mirror. I quickly closed the door behind me and locked it. I was his dream girl and I wasn\ going to give him a chance to ask me to leave. I summoned all my inner strength and went for it, tugging my skirt down and standing before him in my black lace panties. The way he looked at me gave me all the strength I needed to proceed. I had never stood in front of a guy with the confidence I felt with him that day. It was because of the way he looked at me.
His lips parted and he watched me with a reckless abandon that made me yearn for him. I slowly unbuttoned my low-cut blouse that was already partially undone anyway. When I finished with the buttons, I glided my palms down my stomach. I was so nervous that when I slid my fingers in the waistband of my panties, I scratched myself. But the way he watched me in the mirror made excitement surge through me.
’’They aren\ pink, but will they do?’’ I asked, finding that same flirty voice I had used earlier.
He turned around to face me but said nothing. I didn\ move. His eyes locked on mine and he licked his lips as though he was hungry for me. I took my shirt completely off and then quickly removed my bra. I still wasn\ sure if he was going to stay. I thought maybe his girlfriend would win out in the internal battle he seemed to be waging within himself.
But once I twirled around slowly and said, ’’This is how I looked on the French Riviera,’’ I knew he wanted me as much as I wanted him.
His eyes held me in his stare.
My heart pounded from the heat I saw in his gaze. He strode across the room and caught me by surprise when he stopped short. He stood in front of me and drank me in but didn\ move. I looked up at him, but at the want I saw in his eyes, I was done waiting. I tugged on the waistband of his pants and pulled him toward me. His soapy scent smelled fresh and clean and I breathed it in knowing I\d never forget it.
In a flash he grabbed the back of my neck and found my mouth. His tongue licked my lips. I opened my mouth, allowing him entrance. His lips were warm and soft. My stomach fluttered from the contact. The tingling between my legs became almost painful as electricity surged through my entire body. I kissed him back with the same urgency he kissed me with. The kiss felt different from anything I had ever experienced before;he felt different. He kissed me with a need no one had ever shown me before and I knew then that what we were doing couldn\ be wrong.
What I didn\ know was that one kiss would change the rest of my life.
Both of us breathless, he pulled back and just stared at me for the longest time. Then finally he touched me. His fingers brushed the lace of my panties. He moved them back and forth, up and down it was slow, it was torturous. When he slipped his hand inside them, my blood rushed through my veins to that very spot and I was sure he could feel it.
’’Are you sure you want to do this?’’ he breathed against my neck, his fingers right where I wanted them.
My pulse pounded and this time I was certain he could hear it. ’’Yes,’’ I answered without hesitation.
His small featherlike touches made me gasp.
’’Take them off,’’ he ordered.
His tone, his demanding demeanor, made a thrill erupt inside me. I felt as if my blood were boiling. No one had ever spoken to me like that. He crossed his arms and leaned against the counter to watch me. My pulse raced as I slowly pushed the fabric down my hips and over my thighs, letting it fall to the floor.
’’Come over here,’’ he commanded.
I was far too excited as I stepped out of my panties. My br**sts had already swelled and I could feel the arousal between my legs. I did as he said. I thought I might do anything he asked. His tone was so deep and sultry that it oozed se* appeal. He swooped me up and set me on the counter. There I sat, naked, before him and I used the same force he had used just a few moments earlier and pulled his head to mine to kiss him. He returned the kiss, his hands sliding down my chest. The heat of his touch erased any doubts I had that he might leave. My ni**les pebbled at his touch and when he bent down and sucked on one I thought I might explode.
I had my heels on and ran the toe of my shoe up his thigh.
’’Take those off,’’ he told me, his voice sounding raspy.
I quickly kicked them to the floor and this time ran my bare foot back up the same path, curling my toes around his hard cock. He groaned and I wanted to hear that sound again. My hands flew to where my foot had just been and I traced his erection with my fingernails, eliciting another groan from him.
Then he stood back and toed his sneakers off. He stripped out of the rest of his clothing before his eyes cut to mine. His lids were partially hooded, but I could still see the deep blue. God, his eyes were gorgeous. God, was he gorgeous!
He lowered his head. ’’You sure you want to do this?’’ This time his tone was soft, sweet, unlike the way it had been up until now.