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trouble eyeing the two of them, his disapproval
of their attire quite evident.
    “Male modeling shoot,” Shari said.
    “It’s a hard job, but someone’s got to do it.” Jon could
feel Shari start to shake with laughter. The elevator door opened and they got
out, not making it two steps away before they both burst into hysterics.
    “Oh my God, did you see the look on her face?” Shari was
laughing so hard her voice squeaked. “I can’t believe you said that.”
    Jon got their door open and pulled her inside, pressing her
against the wall and kissing her until her giggles subsided. She wound her arms
around him and he lifted her up, feeling her feet lock behind him. “We’re still
sandy.” Her voice shivered through him as her lips passed over his ear.
    “I know how to take care of that.” He carried her into the
bathroom, flipping on the recessed light above the bathtub.
    He started to unbutton her as he kissed his way down her
neck. This time he could see her clearly and his breath caught in his chest.
    She went to work on his pants, undoing his buckle, then
slowly gliding his zipper down along the length of him. He fumbled with the
shower handle, turning the faucet to hot as her dress hit the floor. She
shrugged out of her bra, revealing two perfectly round, puckered nipples. He
bent his head, sucking one into his mouth. “Mmm, lightly salted.”
    She laughed, pulling him up and planting her lips on his.
“Sweet,” she whispered as she licked her way inside his mouth.
    The room filled with steam and he stepped inside the shower,
his hands never leaving her. He held her beneath the spray, slicking her hair
back with both hands, marveling at how beautiful she looked.
    She grabbed the soap and started to lather her hands,
sliding them across his chest, then lower.
    “Oh God,” he groaned as her slippery fingers slithered
around his balls then down the length of him. “No more water,” he said between
kisses. “Condom. Now.”
     
    Shari giggled at his caveman-speak, but she was no less
anxious to make love. She wanted him. They quickly rinsed off and made their
way toward the bed, tangled in towels and dripping across the floor.
    “We’ll get the bed all wet,” Shari said.
    “Then it’s good that we’ve got two of them.” Jon tugged her
down on top of him and she rocked against him. His kisses were making it nearly
impossible for her to think straight.
    “Wait.” She pulled away, reaching for her makeup bag. She
dumped its contents onto the nightstand and blindly sorted until she grasped
the small square box.
    “Thank God,” Jon said when she handed it to him. He ripped
it open and extracted a silver packet.
    “That’ll probably go on easier if you’re dry,” she said,
grabbing a towel and wrapping it around his cock. She stroked slowly, pleased
when she heard him groan.
    “You need to stop that. I want to make love to you, not the
bath linens.” He moved her hand and tossed the towel aside, his impressive
length bobbing in front of her. He unrolled the condom in one swift motion, and
a flurry of excitement rippled through her. “Come here,” he drew her down onto
the bed alongside him, his hands trailing up her legs. “I may have needed to
dry off, but we need you wet.”
    “Not a problem,” she said, her breath puffing against his
chest.
    “So I see.” He slithered back and forth, rubbing his fingers
against her until she cried out.
    “Please. I can’t wait anymore.”
     
    Jon couldn’t wait either. He couldn’t believe this was
actually happening. All the times he’d dreamt of having her naked beside him,
of tasting her, of being inside her, swirled together in a blur as the reality
of her overwhelmed him with its intensity.
    His lips brushed over hers as he climbed on top of her,
feeling her slender fingers wrap around his cock, guiding him into place. So
hot. Her skin burned against him, surrounding him as he inched his way in.
Shari clutched his hips, dragging him