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of the night, one could discreetly order other necessities
like condoms in an upscale hotel.
    “ Are you full and satisfied
now?”
    “ Impatient for your turn?”
she said.
    “ You bet I am.”
    She tsked and fought a smile. “You had me
fooled down in the bar.”
    Confused, he frowned. “How?”
    “ I thought you were full of
charm and humor. You're a pervert.”
    He snorted and stood from the dining room
table. “I haven't done anything yet.”
    “ No, but I can tell from
your little display earlier.” Her hand fluttered toward the bed.
“I'm scared.”
    “ You should be.”
    She pointed at him. “See. Dirty promises and
a pervert.”
    He chuckled and put out his hand. “Come on,
let me give you something to tremble in fear about.”
    “ What is it you want?” She
took his hand, rose and stepped in his path.
    To keep her here with him all night. Touching
her, tasting her and talking to her, but he'd settle for the first
two and let the rest go.
    “ I want to feel just how
soft you really are. Everywhere.” He peeled back her robe, teasing
his fingers with her silken skin, and let the clothe fall to the
floor. Each step he took, she took another back. She was too far
away from him. He wanted them skin to skin, mouth to mouth. He
needed to be inside her again already.
    “ Unfortunately for you, that
means during my turn I'll be taking my time,” he said.
    “ Well it's only fair that
you get your own pleasure. Plus, you came after only a few real
strokes. I'm sort of disappointed.”
    “ You're going to pay for
that.”
    Her eyes lighted with the threat, the
challenge. “Bring it.”
    His cock hardened. He was just as turned on
as she when it came to competition. “Get on the bed and assume the
position.”
    She crawled to the middle of the bed,
stopped, arched her ass up and glanced over her shoulder. “This
one?”
    Sebastian had other things in mind to do to
her, but now she had to pay for teasing him. “Yeah,” he said
softly. “Stay just like that, but spread your legs a little
wider.”
    She blinked, surprised at the request, but he
could see the moment her imagination took flight. Her teeth sank in
her bottom lip and her ass rose up. She ached for him, and
Sebastian could say the same. Disrobing, he tossed the terry-clothe
robe on the foot of the bed. A condom wasn't needed for what he
planned to do to her.
    Settling on his haunches behind her, he
leaned down and placed a kiss in the center of her back. Nicole
didn't taste sweet like strawberries. She tasted like sex. Smelled
like it, too. Their own unique mating scent. His cock lengthened,
seeking the one thing that would ease its ache. Soon. He had things
to make up for from the first time around.
    The sable strands of her hair, damp and
slightly curled from sweat, tickled his fingers as he brushed it
aside. He hadn't gotten his fill of her skin before, but now he
explored her lush curves. She wasn't trembling, yet, beneath his
fingertips but that was fine. He placed a kiss on her bare shoulder
blade and caressed the sides of her breasts.
    She sighed. The heat of her core pressed was
tightly against his cock. He ground against her, a tentative grind.
The sigh deepened into a moan. He kissed her earlobe, and like a
whisper in the dark, let his fingertips rove over her nipples. Her
arms shook, but she lifted her ass higher, quietly begging for him
to thrust into her.
    “ Not yet,” he murmured in
her ear. “We have to make up for lost time. Sit up.”
    He straightened so she could and Nicole
obeyed. She rest her back on his chest, not allowing any room
between his cock and her core. Sebastian closed his eyes, wishing
he could see her from the front. Her nipples would be dark pink,
pebbled into tight buds. Her clit would be swollen and hard,
probably peaking out between the folds of her pussy. One hard
stroke and she could make him come from the image alone. But she
had denied herself this and he would give it to Nicole as her lover
for the