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what do we do now?”  
    “Whatever you’d like,” he whispered.
    Heat radiated from his body. “I…uh…don’t know how you normally handle these things.” She cleared her throat. “Do I… I mean how much extra…” She couldn’t bring herself to finish the question. In fact, she didn’t know what question to ask.
    “Let’s do this.” Greg put one hand on the side of her face. “Let’s see how things go and then talk money afterwards.” His deep brown eyes scanned her face. “Is that okay?”
    “Yes. That’s okay.”
    “Good.” He put his other hand on her hip and grabbed her firmly. Even through his suit, Aisha could feel his solid and powerful body. She wanted it on top of her. He bent down and slowly kissed her again, his lips teasing hers. As his kisses grew hungrier, Aisha grew wet with excitement.
    She could feel him stiffening, his erection rubbing enticingly against her thigh. He continued to kiss her as he removed his jacket, allowing it to fall to the floor in a soft heap. He wrapped his arms around her and gave her ass a firm squeeze. She allowed her hands to wander down to the front of his pants and massaged his cock. He grunted at her touch, and slid his hands up to unzip the back of her dress. As it slipped off, Greg directed his skillful kisses to her neck and with one hand stroked her breasts through her black lace bra.
    He then pulled back. “Shall we take this to the bedroom?”
    Aisha smiled and led him down the hall. As she walked in front of him, she was hyper aware of the fact that she only wore her underwear and heels. Normally, she wouldn’t have felt comfortable in such an obviously sexy get-up, but the way Greg looked at her as they headed for the bedroom made her feel completely at ease. His gaze consumed her body as he took in her full breasts, round hips and long legs.
    “Mmm, Aisha. You are sexy.” Aisha squealed as he pulled her into him, rubbing himself slowly against her ass. His cock was like a rock through his pants, and she was eager for him to take everything off so she could see if it looked as good as it felt.
    Once in the bedroom, she faced him. He kissed her softly again, and she slowly began to undress him. Aisha loosened his tie and unbuttoned his shirt, smiling with pleasure at his muscular arms. She pulled up his sleeveless, white undershirt and let her fingers dance over his skin. Every inch of his torso had been chiseled in stone. She ran her hands over the hard contours and Greg’s breath quickened.
    He grabbed her and kissed her again. With one hand, he unsnapped her bra. Aisha shuddered as he squeezed her breasts and rubbed his thumb over her nipples until they responded. She took off her underwear, tossing it to the side with a small kick. She then slipped off her heels, and with both hands eagerly undid his belt and loosened his pants. As they fell to the floor, she slipped her hands between his boxers and his powerful thighs and pushed them down as well.
    The sight of his large cock standing at attention made her mouth water. She wrapped her hand around it and stroked it softly. Greg groaned, led her to the bed and lay her down. Once horizontal, he planted a kiss on her neck, licking the soft skin right above her collarbone. Aisha closed her eyes and ran her hands down Greg’s broad back.
    “Now, I just have one…question…to…ask…you.” Greg punctuated each word with a kiss as he made his way down her body. He stopped at her breasts, took her left nipple into his mouth, and sucked and pulled gently. The gentle pressure of his teeth and the roughness of his tongue made Aisha writhe beneath him.
    “What’s that?” she croaked.
    “How many orgasms do you want to have?” Greg took her right nipple into his mouth and sucked and pulled again. Aisha’s breath caught in her throat, rendering her speechless. “And I have to tell you there’s a two orgasm minimum.”
    “What did you say?”
    Greg slid up to face her and his body rubbed