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me to the edge of another meltdown.
    He finds the last condom and replaces the used one in lightning speed. His hands find my hip now, and pull me in. His cock breaches my folds but stays close to the entrance. He’s extending this feeling. I want to scream and beg him to come inside me. I beg and he finally concedes.
    He lowers onto me, wraps his arms around me and under my ass, and slide into me. Slowly. And inch at a time. His restraint is admirable, but it’s torture for my pussy. I want him deep inside. Now. So I tell him. I show him by reaching my hands to his ass, digging my nails into his flesh. He growls and winks at me, continuing his slow, deliberate moves. He’s taken the reigns and he’s not giving them back to me.
    I give in and let him tease me. Every cell in my body is vibrating in pleasure under his will. The man owns my body now. He must sense I’ve accepted what he’s giving. He looks into my eyes and plunges deep into me, right to the hilt. My eyes bulge out my head in tormented ecstasy. Oh God, this feels so good I think I’m already addicted. He impales me over and over, and my pussy has never felt this fucking good. I hold my hand over my mouth and I scream as the mother of all orgasms pelts me so far out my body, I don’t think I’ll ever come back.
    He speeds up. He’s about to come, I can tell. I find my way back and rock my hips to help him along. I hear a gravelly groan from deep in his throat. He penetrates me and comes, holding in position deep inside me as his hot release escapes him.
    He lowers onto me. I wrap my arms around his broad chest. I close my eyes. I don’t think we’re going anywhere.

Chapter Eight
    Jonathan
    It’s after eleven at night when Rebecca and I finally leave her bed, get dressed, and go out for dinner. We drive in my car to the Upper East Side. Several decent restaurants are open late there. Even at this time of night, there’s a slight rush of traffic, and it’s no surprise. The taxis outnumber private vehicles in this area, and I remember I’m better off parking at the hotel valet a block away. There’s never any street parking around here.
    I glide to the curb in front of the restaurant and let her off. I don’t want Rebecca to have to walk all that way. She says she’s fine getting us a table while I park. I help her out of the front seat and walk with her to the doors. I get back to my car and wait until I see she’s being guided inside, presumably to be seated.
    I’m not sure how come I didn’t notice before, but she’s stunning. She’s in a black knee length cocktail dress and black stilettos that I would never expect in a lawyer’s wardrobe. This is Kara’s employee, so I really should not be surprised. Rebecca’s hair is up in that sexy bun again. My cock twitches, she looks so good. I smile. I make a mental note to find my supply of condoms in my duffel bag in the trunk.
    I drive to the hotel, leave my keys with the valet, and walk back. I’ve been to this restaurant so many times, and for good reason. It’s one of my favorites. The food is superb, the ambiance is elegant but toned down, and from the windowless façade outside, it’s private. Just the way I like it.
    I walk in as two tipsy young ladies are leaving. One seems to recognize me and smiles at me flirtatiously. I have no idea where she thinks she knows me from, but I don’t know her. She leans into me and tells me my dad is so hot. Mystery solved. Juan the maître d’ notices me and steps up to help get this woman off me. He slides an arm to the woman’s back, gives me a discreet nod, and guides her and her friend out the exit to a waiting taxi.
    I wait for him to return.
    “Good night, Mr. Sloan,” he greets me when he returns. “Will you be joining us alone for dinner tonight?”
    “Good night, Juan. Dinner, yes. Alone, no. You seated a young lady a few minutes ago. I’ll be dining with her.”
    “Ahhhh yes. Follow me, sir.”
    He leads me to a corner where