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just a one-night stand and nothing to do with work, I take the money and stuff it deep in my pockets.
    “My husband just left me for his secretary. I’m lonely and need…”
    My lips crash onto hers before she has the chance to finish. I typically avoid kissing unless it’s requested, but her plump and perfectly lined lips are irresistible. I waste no time before I sweep my tongue along the front of her teeth. Her taste is pure and sweet and is driving me fucking crazy.
    The palms of my hands cup both of her perfect ass cheeks and squeeze. Tara is such a breath of fresh air compared to my normal clients. Her hardened nipples press through her thin satin top. She kisses back as hard as I give. I hoist her up until she’s settled around my waist.
    “I need to fuck you now,” I growl into her mouth.
    “House, now,” she pants out between our heated kisses.
    I step in the open door and use my foot to kick it shut and spot a couch once I walk in. Our clothes fly until our skin melts together in a sweaty heated passion. The back of my calves hit the couch and I collapse down onto it, pulling Tara on me until she’s straddling me. Her clit and opening rub up on my cock, causing me to shudder with her touch.
    “Zane, I’ve been with one other man. He was my first and only.”
    “Fuck,” I hiss between clenched teeth.
    Tara’s petite little hand wraps tight around my dick and she begins stroking it from base to tip. I’m definitely regretting not letting that blonde bitch suck me off, so I could last longer right now.
    I lean up and catch one of her nipples and let my teeth sink down into her flesh while kneading the rounded bud with my fingers. Her tits are fucking perfect, not the fake ones I’m used to. I lose all sense of control with her and pull up to massage both of her tits while licking and lapping at them.
    My cock bobs and throbs between us and I know that I have to slow down, but can’t muster a thread of self-control. She begins to move her hips on the top of my thighs and power evaporates.
    “Condom.” I bite down hard on one of her nipples. “In my pocket. Get it now.”
    My teeth remain around her sensitive bud as she leans backwards, snagging my jeans with one of her hands. My cock glides the length of her flushed folds, rolling, and soaking up her juices. It would be so easy to plunge into her with no rubber.
    Before Tara has the chance to sit up, I pull the condom from her, using my teeth to rip it open and then sheathing my hungry cock in one stroke. My fingertips dig into the side of her hips, lift her up, and push her down on me until she settles against the base.
    I’m greedy and begin to pump inside of her as I guide her hips up and down to meet each one of my thrusts. In the hurricane of my want and need for this beauty, I abandoned all thoughts or care for her. But it seems she doesn’t give a shit with her head tilted back and her perfect tits bouncing with each of her movements.
    Her moans and screams aren’t fake or manufactured. Each ripple of her pleasure streams through her voice. I can’t help but dip my thumb down to swirl her clit. The pad of my thumb is soaked in her juices.
    “Zane. Oh God, Zane.”
    Her tight walls clench my cock, milking out her orgasm. Tara collapses a bit on my chest.
    “I want to take you from the back.”
    Tara’s long brown curls swirl on my chest with the nod of her head. I flip her from my lap and she’s belly down on the couch.
    “Scoot that ass up. Fuck, I love a big juicy ass.”
    I slap her ass her hard, leaving a stinging sensation on my palm and a red handprint on her ass. Grabbing the base of my cock, I sink slowly into her until I’m balls deep.
    “Fuck me, Zane.”
    Her final plea ignites a wild desire in me and nothing could stop me from fucking her brains out. I drive hard into her over and over, working towards my release, not concerned if she goes or not.
    Taking her money is completely wrong and if I let myself think about it