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He twined his tongue with hers again, scraping texture against texture. Everything about her pushed his lustful buttons. He wanted her out of her clothes and in her bed only a few feet away.

Sex with his wife had become mechanical and finally non-existent except on those occasions when she wanted something and used sex to manipulate him. Sex since his divorce had been frequent, occasionally hot, and always devoid of any personal involvement beyond the purely physical nature of the act. But this encounter with Charlene somehow felt different. A little twinge of uncertainly tried to make itself known, but his hard cock overruled everything except hot sex.

It had been a long time since he had participated in a slow, sensual seduction, the type where two totally willing partners teased and tantalized while engaging in foreplay, driving each other crazy. He broke off the kiss and cradled her head against his shoulder. Inhaling deeply, he breathed in the fragrance of her perfume, a light spicy scent that tugged at his libido and increased his already overextended desires.

"I've thought about you so many times." His words came out in a raspy whisper. "But never considered it would lead here."

After dismissing a moment of unaccustomed apprehension, he lifted the bottom edge of her sweater, paused a moment, then pulled it over her head, revealing her lacy black demi-bra—just the type of lingerie he found exciting. Did her panties match? He would soon know. With a little more confidence, he unfastened her slacks and lowered them down her hips until they fell to the floor.

Matching black lace bikini panties. A tightness pulled across his chest. He sucked in a deep breath in an attempt to calm his racing pulse and pounding heart. Suddenly, his clothes seemed too restrictive. Reluctantly, he took a step back from her. Lust seemed to propel him as he yanked his sweater over his head. Then he felt her hands at his belt buckle as she quickly unfastened his pants and lowered the zipper. He pulled the condom packets from his pocket and dropped them on the nightstand. A moment later, all his clothes were in a pile at the foot of the bed with her bra and panties on top.

She eyed the condoms, then raised a questioning eyebrow as if to ask why he had been so prepared for sex. His words came out in a raspy hush. "It wasn't an assumption, just wishful thinking."

A crimson tinge of exhilaration colored her cheeks. Her perfect breasts, capped by dusky pink nipples, rose and fell with her labored breathing. Her blue eyes sparkled with an excitement that grabbed hold of his cock and refused to let go.

Charlene's pussy throbbed with a torrid need, one she knew his magnificent cock standing at rigid attention could easily satisfy. The passion in the depths of his green eyes sent a rush of anticipation through her body. Even though she thoroughly enjoyed sex, she was not a promiscuous woman who hopped in bed on a first date. But what else could you call what she was about to do?

She had never experienced such a strong feeling transmitted without any words. It was as if he had silently given her permission to let go of any concerns or uncertainties and trust her instincts. That everything they shared sexually would be
safe
…certainly physically. Even though they had known each other five years and had developed a very comfortable working relationship, their personal non-business interaction had consisted of only the last few hours. Yet in that short time she knew he was a man any woman could easily fall for in a big way. A man who could have any woman he wanted. The danger was definitely emotional.

All her insecurities from the past returned with a vengeance, everything that plagued her following her divorce came rushing back. Would he think less of her for instantly jumping into bed with him? Would she be able to satisfy the needs and desires of such a dynamic man? Would he be disappointed in her as a lover? And the reality constantly lurking in the back of her mind…could her actions tonight have an adverse impact on their future business relationship?

Then another reality intruded into her apprehension, one that overruled her concerns. He was a man who could be trusted—an honorable man. Exactly the type of man with whom she wanted to spend her life.

She had secretly lusted after Parker Simmons for a long time, too long to allow this opportunity to be denied. He enfolded her in his embrace, but before he could pull her to him, she secured her hand between their bodies. The sensation of his rigid cock as it pressed against her palm told her just how exhilarating sex with him was going to be. She wrapped her hand around his ample girth. Her fingers tingled from the heat of his engorged veins. The thought of his hard shaft filling her pussy, thrusting in and out with ever-increasing intensity, had her pulse galloping.

Moisture seeped from between her pussy lips. Her entire body quivered in anticipation. Then his mouth claimed hers, both demanding and giving at the same time. She pressed her breasts against the hard planes of his chest. His breathing felt as ragged as hers.

He slid his hands down her back, then cupped her bare ass cheeks as he maneuvered her the few steps toward the bed. The back of her knees hit against the mattress. Her legs buckled, the sudden loss of balance causing her to lose her hold on his cock as she fell back onto the bed.

And a moment later, he was next to her, his torso touching along the length of her body. He placed a soft kiss on each of her tautly puckered nipples. "I've thought about this, even visualized it, but never thought it would happen."

Even though his words came out in a raspy whisper, their message resonated loud and clear. Her heart swelled with the emotional impact. Then a moment of rational thinking made its way through the cloud of euphoria. Somewhere in the back of her mind, she grasped that he hadn't said exactly what she originally heard—his words said sex, but she had heard emotion. She quickly shoved the unacceptable realization aside and allowed the tender warmth to inundate her. "You took the words right out of my mouth."

A sly grin turned the corners of his lips, and a mischievous twinkle shone in the depth of his eyes. "What other treats does your mouth offer?"

"I'll be happy to show you." Brazen words, an aggressive manner…this was not like her, not like her at all. But being naked in bed with this incredibly desirable man had a solid impact on her normally sensible demeanor. Just the thought of the possibilities made her mouth water and her pussy tingle.

With a renewed confidence coursing through her veins, she ran her hand across his sculpted chest then down to his rigid shaft. Her lips quickly followed the same route with kisses and nibbles until she reached his dark red cockhead.

Sensual licks across the smooth rounded skin, flicking the tip of her tongue against the small opening, cradling his balls in her hand. It was all so decadent. Incredibly stimulating. And unbelievably sexy. She had never felt as free to pursue whatever pleasure beckoned as she did at that moment, never this wild abandon.

And she fully intended to take advantage of it.

Chapter Two

Parker sucked in a quick gasp. He hadn't been prepared for her mouth to gravitate to his cock so quickly. The other thing he hadn't been prepared for was the intense effect it would have on his senses, that incendiary rush of hot lust. If he didn't regain some control quickly, she'd have him finished before he got started. And the last thing he wanted was to disappoint her…a possibility he refused to accept.

He pulled back slightly, but as soon as he broke the physical contact, her startled gaze locked on him. A quick moment of confusion darted through her eyes, immediately followed by hurt and embarrassment. He instantly gathered her into his arms. "I'm sorry, but as soon as your tongue made contact, you had me rushing toward the finish line way too soon." He brushed a tender kiss against her lips. "I didn't want to be done before I've had the opportunity to please you."

He breathed a sigh of relief when the tension drained from her body. He wanted the night to be special, for it to be more than the two of them rutting in hot sex. She wasn't someone he just met, someone he didn't know and would never see again. She deserved better than fucking for the sake of fucking…two people out to satisfy their own needs and nothing more.

His mouth found hers, his kiss conveying more than sexual desire—hopefully also telling her of his deep respect. A little tremor of something shivered inside him. A warning of some sort? He shoved the troubling moment aside. This was neither the time nor the place for doubts and second guessing.

His tongue explored the hidden recesses of her mouth. His fingers plucked at her nipples forming them into taut peaks. Her response was everything a man could want—hot, sensual, and excited. His heart pounded and his breath came in ragged bursts as his arousal increased. His hard cock stood tall, but he wasn't ready to give in to those needs…not yet.

The sensation of her creamy smooth skin beneath his fingertips heightened his desire even more…if that was possible. He teased the pebbled texture of her nipple with his tongue before sucking it into his mouth. She responded with a soft moan then arched her back for increased contact.

Carli wasn't sure where reality ended and the fantasy began. She had been shocked by his admission that he wanted to put her pleasure ahead of his own. No one had ever said that to her, certainly not her ex-husband. She trembled in anticipation when he tickled his fingers up her inner thigh, cupped her pussy in the palm of his hand, then slipped his finger inside her. Her entire body instantly responded to the stimulation. Her mouth went dry and her pulse jumped erratically while her arousal soared. Her clit sparked each time he stroked the engorged nubbin.

Her nipple popped out from between his lips. He quickly reconnected with her mouth. His tongue tangled with hers, his kiss hot and oh-so-sexy. She caressed his back and shoulders, ran her fingers through his thick hair. Her entire body flowed to the beat of his life force. She wanted him…wanted that enticing rigid pole deep inside her, driving her to a wild screaming orgasm. She pulled at his hips, trying to convey how much she wanted his cock inside her, that she was totally ready and fully aroused.

She didn't have long to wait, not that
waiting
implied simply biding her time. A few seconds later, he reached out for one of the condom packets. He quickly sheathed his erection, then paused as he slowly raked his gaze across her naked body. The glow of passion in the depth of his green eyes told her how much he liked what he saw. She spread her legs wide, inviting him in.

Parker enthusiastically accepted. After probing her slit with his cockhead, he slowly inched his way in until he had embedded his shaft to his balls. He paused and savored the way her walls closed in around him, forming a tight cocoon. Her body heat rivaled the hot blood coursing through his veins.

He set a slow rhythm, thrusting deep then withdrawing so only his cockhead parted her pussy lips before delving all the way again. He relished the sensation of her muscles working his dick as it slid in and out, trying to grab and hold him inside. Her pussy and his cock—a perfect fit. Passion surged through his body. He wanted to consume her in an orgiastic fury of hedonistic lust, and at the same time, he wanted to prolong the tantalizing sensation of a slow fuck.

He recaptured her mouth with a kiss as hot as the sex. He didn't want this to ever end, a spontaneous thought that triggered a moment of panic. Again, he shoved aside a future he didn't want to acknowledge and lost himself in the tantalizing present of hot sex with an equally tantalizing woman.

His rod slid in and out, pushing his level of arousal to an ever-increasing higher plane. His strokes increased. Her enthusiastic response drove him. What had at first been a smooth slow rhythm had changed to harder and faster. Each thrust demanded more.

He couldn't get enough of her. Was it possible to become addicted to sex with one woman at the exclusion of all others? Harder, faster, shorter jabs. His control was slipping away too soon. He wanted to know he had pleased her before he shot his load and needed some recovery time. And just the thought of recovery time told him he wanted to have sex with her as many times as possible that night, then wake up in the morning and continue where they left off.

Normally, staying all night didn't have a place on his agenda. He preferred to go home, to retreat to his comfort zone. He didn't like that awkward
morning after
moment of waking in a strange bed next to a woman who represented nothing more than easy sex and recreational fucking.

Carli's mind swirled in a cloud of euphoria. Never had she been so highly aroused in such a short amount of time. The feel of his shaft moving in and out, the sensation of his girth tugging at her pussy lips as his sure strokes filled her. She enthusiastically met each of his down strokes with an upward thrust of her hips, grinding her clit against his pubic bone.

Delicious waves surged through her body, one after the other. Layer upon layer of rapture built inside her until the dam burst and flooded her with orgasmic ecstasy. She tightened her legs around his waist and clung to him as the convulsions claimed her. Then his body shuddered, followed by spasms of climactic release.

He held her tightly yet tenderly, cradling her in his embrace. His kisses, hot yet sweet, covered her face and neck. She reveled in the afterglow attention he lavished on her, making her feel so special. She had never experienced an orgasm like that one. It transcended the mere physical to encompass the overall wonder and awe of the moment. She couldn't explain it, didn't really understand it, but knew in the depth of her soul she had just experienced something very special with a truly remarkable man. She fought to catch her breath, but didn't want to come down from her euphoric high.

Everything about him excited her. Five years of suppressed desire for a client who was also a married man. Then suddenly he was no longer married. That red light had changed to green in an instant with his one utterance of
ex-wife
.

But now that the barrier between business and
very
personal had been crossed, would he still be a client? A hint of concern tried to work its way into her elation, but she quickly dismissed it. If she had made a mistake, even if making love with Parker had been a bad idea, it was an experience she would always remember and hold dear. Tonight was for pleasure, and she refused to allow anything to ruin it. She
knew
Parker would be a terrific lover, and she had been right.