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We play a few more hands before Jeppie calls it a night for himself. Felicia decides she wants to play a few more rounds, prompting me to take her hint. I let Jeppie know that I'll give her a ride home when the games are over. Even though I know we won’t be playing any more games tonight.
“Let's go to the bar,” she says. “I’ve beat everyone here enough.”
“Oh wow,” I laugh. “She’s got an ego on her too. Alright then Miss, after you.”
Felicia collects her clutch and leads the way to the bar. It’s dim in the area she chooses, perfect for us to be touchy feely if that’s what she decides she wants. I know what I want. I want to cover every inch of her curvy frame with wet kisses and passionate caresses.
I want to stuff my throbbing shaft so far into her she screams my name and begs for more. I want her to release her sticky cream all over me, and then clean it up with a sweep of her tongue. I want to be nasty with her, nastier than I've ever been. And then, I want to lie in bed with her until we both have the energy to do it all over again.
“What can I get you two?” The bartender asks.
“I’ll take a Scotch. And whatever the lady is drinking.”
“I’ll take a Cosmo,” she says, resting her hand on my thigh again. “How was your meeting?”
I love how casual she is. It makes me feel like we’ve been doing this a long time and don't have a single worry in the world about who knows. Everything feels natural with her. Nothing's forced or awkward, things flow so easily and it’s fun.
“The meeting was okay,” I answered. “I’m more concerned with how your first day went. Was everyone nice at the office?”
“Everyone was great,” she says. “I ran into Kyle at lunch. He apologized.”
“Oh, great. He apologized to me too. I thought for sure he would be the one to give you a hard time. I'm glad to know he’s being mature about this.”
Maturity is a big deal to me. Felicia has no problems in that department. Especially not sexually. She's a very mature twenty-six year old, mentally and physically. Even more mature than some women I know that are my age.
We talk through our drink, laughing and flirting along the way. I can’t keep my eyes off her breasts the majority of the time. She feeds my curiosity by perking them up higher and leaning over when she laughs to give me a better view of her cleavage. Remembering the sensation of her nipples on my tongue makes my mouth water like a fountain.
“Should we get out of here?” I ask. “I’d love to show you my penthouse. It's not too far from the casino. We can have another drink there if you’d like.”
She gives me a playful look as if she wants to say she doesn't go home with strange men she just met. “Okay.” She nods. “Sure. I'll come with you for a drink. But I don't want to stay out all night. I've got work in the morning.”
I cleared out our tab and escorted her to my car. The valet already has me up front and ready to take off, so we don't waste too much time waiting around. On the drive to my penthouse, I catch her peering over at me a few times with this daring look in her eyes. I wanted to pull the car over and fuck her right there in the front seat. But I hold out, it’ll be better on the balcony at the night overlooking the city.
“This is beautiful,” she says as we enter my domain. “I’ve never been in a penthouse before. You'd think my dad would’ve had one of his own, but he’s such a modern man.”
“That he is.”
I head to the bar of my penthouse to grab us a couple of drinks while she has a look around. I watch her every move. Not because I think she’ll steal anything, but because she’s so mesmerizing, I can’t look away.
“A glass of champagne,” I say, handing her a glass. “We can go over to the balcony and take in the view.”
“Perfect.”
She accepts my glass of champagne and follows me to the balcony. I must admit, I haven’t used this balcony nearly as much as I thought I would. I'm hoping I'll get to tonight. It's a beautiful night and I'm her with the sexiest woman I've ever laid eyes on, getting my manhood stroked would make things even more amazing.
“I haven’t told you how handsome you are tonight.”
Felicia sets her drink down on the table and slowly glides toward me. Once we’re standing face to face, her hands ease up to my collar and gently brush the nape of my neck. I nearly melt into her arms when she stands on her tiptoes to kiss me; her lips warm and plump against mine.
While we kiss, I reach down and grab a handful of her ass and squeeze lightly. A soft moan escaped her lips when I did, and she pressed herself against me even more.
“You’re so fucking hot,” I say in between kisses. “I’ve been wanting to make love to you all day.”
“I’ve been wanting you to make love to me all day,” she says. “You make me so wet.”
My breathing speeds up, I'm panting like a wolf whose just run a mile for blood. My hands savagely trail all over her body until they find her breasts. I squeeze gently, making her arch her back and moan some more. Just as I reach underneath her shirt to unclip her bra, she stops me.
“We’ll have to save this for another day.” She smiles and gently nibbles my bottom lip. “I have to get home and get some rest, early start at the office Monday.”The elevator chimes and I step onto the floor feeling refreshed. My weekend was wonderful. From playing poker with the guys Friday night, to having brunch with Marc Saturday afternoon, I couldn’t have asked for a better weekend. Although Marc and I didn’t have sex again, I really enjoyed his company.
