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teasing no longer, Jack entered her roughly from
behind, pounding his cock into with a force that took her breath
away. Pleasure coursed through her, each wave hitting her with
greater intensity until she exploded into a breathtaking orgasm. As
he felt her pussy contract around him, Jack finally let himself go,
coming in spasms that made his whole body shudder. They collapsed
together in a heap on the bed, sweaty but satisfied.

    ***

    Jack's
eyes fluttered open. He felt disoriented and his mouth was dry. Sara
was asleep in his arms, and he took a moment to relish her soft
warmth pressed against him. Gently, he eased himself up off the bed,
trying not to wake her, and padded to the bathroom. In the harsh
overhead light, the bags under his eyes were more pronounced. It was
five am. The car for the airport would be picking them up at six.
Jack wasn't sure what he would say to Michael after yesterday's
events, but he was not looking forward to the confrontation. With a
sigh, he turned the shower on to the hottest setting and tried to
wash his worries away.
    Jack
gave the room a final once over, checking for anything he might have
left behind. He hadn't actually unpacked in the first place, which
made things a little easier. He made sure he had his wallet, his
medication and his passport. Ready to rock. Then he tiptoed back in
to the bedroom. Sara was still fast asleep, curled up in the middle
of the bed with the covers pulled right up to her chin. He couldn't
help but smile. She looked so pretty and innocent. Part of him wanted
to wake her, but he wasn't sure what he would say...Jack loathed
goodbyes. And what did he have to offer a girl like that? Months on
end following a miserable shell of a man around on tour, a different
hotel every night, constant harassment by the press...no, that was no
life for anyone. Even if she would agree to it. Yet the thought of
never seeing her again made him feel hollow inside. Jack grabbed a
piece of hotel notepaper, and scribbled down a hasty message. Bending
down, he placed it carefully on the night stand ,
then planted a feather light kiss on the top of Sara's head. She
didn't even stir. With one last look at her sleeping face, Jack
turned and hurried out of the suite, dragging his baggage behind him.

    ***
    “Sara!
Sara, what the hell, wake up?”
    Sara
reluctantly opened her eyes to find Erica perched at the end of the
bed, wrapped in a hotel robe.
    “Hi...you
ok? How do you feel?”
    “What?
Yeah I'm fine, except I woke up in a strange hotel room with no idea
how I got here. What the hell happened last night?”
    Sara
gave Erica a run down of the evening's events, all the time trying to
stifle the sadness welling up inside her. Jack was gone. He had run
out without even saying goodbye. She should have known it was just a
meaningless one night stand, but somehow it had felt different. Like
something more intimate had passed between them. As she finished her
story, she realised Erica was staring at her with wide eyes.
    “No
fucking way! This is Jack Carter's hotel suite? Oh my god, that is so
cool! Wait....did you...you didn't!”
    Sara's
blushes were all the response her best friend needed. Her mouth
dropped open.
    “Sara!
You and Jack Carter....Oh my god!” Erica squealed, unable to
string together a coherent sentence. Suddenly her eyes fell on
something on the night stand , and she
leaned over Sara to snatch it up.
    “Oh
wow, look, he's left you a note!”
    Sara's
heart leapt. Maybe...just maybe she hadn't been fooling herself. She
grabbed the piece of paper from Erica's hand, racing to read the
message.
    “Sara.
Flight is early, had to go, didn't want to wake you. Room is good
until 1pm, feel free to order breakfast, charge it to my tab. It was
lovely to meet you. If you'd like to go for dinner some time, this is
my number. Jack.”
    A
telephone number was scrawled beneath the message. Feeling like a
smitten schoolgirl, Sara clutched the paper to her chest. She was
grinning from