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It’s too much, and I shove my pajama bottoms low and push my underwear out of the way. Our lips connect as I slide into her, sinking into her heat. Her tongue twists around mine, and I respond in kind. I’m into the kiss when her legs wrap around my waist, pinning me close. I’d forgotten what I was doing. She’d caught me by surprise and confused me.
I slide in deeper and feel like I’m about to lose it. I can’t believe I’m inside her. I pride myself in being a smooth operator, but Heather has made me crazy. There was no foreplay, no teasing, just raw, unrepentant sex.
The kiss ends, and I lean back just enough so I can see her face. She’s beautiful. This is the type of woman I’ve always wanted. Scratch that. This is the woman I’ve always wanted. I’ve dreamt of having her in my bed for so long I didn’t even recognize who my fantasy lover was until this moment.
She angles her head, and our lips meet again in a swift peck that I turn into a deep kiss. She’s in control. I may be the one buried inside her, but she is the one with the power and I love it.
Her channel squeezes around me and I know I’m going to come soon. It feels so good being with her like this—perfect really. Being with Heather was better than I’d imagined. Her breath hitches and she squeezes around me again.
The pinch of her nails digging into my arm feels so good I throw my head back as I ram into her. I’m out of control and ready to come. I can’t stop. I gulp in air, but it does nothing to slow the spinning. My head is resting on her shoulder, and she’s breathing in my ear. The grandfather clock in the entryway chimes and we both shudder as we come.
I had sex with Heather, and I feel on top of the world. This was beyond my imagination. We'd connected on a level I'd never felt before. Her fingers ghost over my shoulders and I shiver. I want more, and I certainly don't want her to ever leave.
I pull out and reach for the condom, realizing too late I never put it on. The condoms were in my bag, hidden in a locked zipper compartment. David hadn’t unpacked them because he wouldn’t have had access to them.
Yes, I’d wanted to have sex with Heather. I hadn’t planned this, but it was better than anything I had planned. The angle I would have taken had I not rushed in, was to slowly seduce her, maybe play a game. I’d see if she was up for truth or dare. We’d tease each other and then after she was ready, I’d beg her for sex.
What we’d just experienced had been raw. Emotions had whipped around me like a storm, driving me closer to Heather. Her old nickname came to mind. Hurricane Heather. If she ever heard me call her that, she would take it wrong. She wasn't a disaster. Instead, she created an emotional disaster inside me and this time wasn’t any different.
“Um, I guess we should get dressed for bed.”
“Let’s shower first.” My voice is scratchy and thick like I’m overcome with emotions. The reality is that I am.
Heather nods and disentangles her legs from around me. The shower had been part of my setup, but I hadn't thought it would be a post-coital shower.
I make sure Heather is steady on her feet before I step away and tug off my shirt. Heather gasps. I follow her gaze and smile. There’s a California buttercup tattoo on my ribs. My parents hadn’t seen the tattoo yet and probably never would. They would flip out if they knew I had ink.
“A buttercup?”
I nod and laugh. “Yeah.”
She lifts her eyebrows. “Really?”
“It was important.”
She rolls her eyes and reaches back to unzip her dress. My hand lands on her arm and I gently direct her to turn. My fingers shake as I grasp the small metal key and slide it low, revealing her perfect back. The hitch in my breath turns into a gasp as I realize she isn’t wearing a bra.
Slowly, I trail one finger down her spine to the top of her crack. My heart is beating hard again. This woman keeps surprising me.
“Do you remember that field?”
“Of course. How could I forget?” she asks.
“It made an impact.”
“I’ll never forget it.”
We’d been friends for a year when we went hiking. We stumbled into the field laughing, but soon we were both running for our lives when a crazy druggie started shooting at us. It was a miracle we hadn’t been shot. Before we got to the trees, she’d glanced back and pulled me close, causing me to trip. Her selfless act had saved me. We’d both been changed.
She pushes the shoulder of her dress off, and I watch as it slides lower, revealing her naked body. No underwear, no bra. God help me.
She turns her head, and her gaze meets mine. She lifts a brow. The challenge is thrown out. I push my pants and underwear off and step closer to her, kissing her neck. I peek over her shoulder and I spy her perfect breasts.
“You’re so beautiful.”
Her laugh caresses my senses. She has no clue how she affects me. The sway of her hips as she steps away from me is too tempting, and I can’t take my eyes off her.
“Are you coming?” she asks as she steps into the bathroom.
