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“Well, well, seems you’re sharing more than one secret tonight.” She giggles, staring at my crotch.
I look down and holy fuck, how did I forget?
“I mean, I get the Captain America thing, but did you steal Bodhi’s underwear by accident?”
My Captain America boxer briefs dampen the sexy vibe of our back-and-forth stripping game, but I’m not going to tell her how embarrassed I feel. Instead, I hook my fingers into either side and yank them down my legs, leaving me completely naked.
“Oh, I kind of liked it. We could make it a whole role plaything.” She jumps off the table, shedding her pants. She’s just about to do the same with her sheer baby blue underwear, but I raise my hand.
“Keep them on.”
Her gaze floats up and down my body, landing on my dick that’s pointing north and growing harder by the minute. “A bossy Captain America. I like it.”
“Get up on the table.”
She does as I say, and I walk toward her, fisting my cock. She watches me running my hand up and down my length. “You trying to make me forget about the whole Captain America thing?”
“Is it working?”
“Kind of.”
I use my free hand and push her legs apart, my palm sliding up her inner thigh. She opens her legs wider, and I step in between them, releasing my cock to grab her ass and tug her to the edge. Then I take my dick in hand again, slide the thin fabric over, and run my tip up and down her slick center.
“Shit,” she says, watching me.
Keeping one hand on her lower back and one hand on my dick, I purposely run it along her clit and back to her entrance, all while watching where I’m going to disappear in minutes.
She picks up the condom from next to her, opens it, and holds it out. I hold my dick at the base, and she rolls it over my length. Then she kills me as she slouches slightly, her ass hanging off the table, and guides my dick into her opening.
I slide inside, inch by inch, staring at her taking me in, at us connecting as one.
“Rowan,” she moans.
I look up to see something in her eyes. Something I don’t want to see. As playful as I tried to make this moment, it’s still something more than our usual encounters.
I’m not sure if it’s the fact that I told her something about myself no one knows, or if the feelings I’ve felt rushing over me these past few weeks are refusing to stay quiet any longer. My hand cradles the nape of her neck, and I inch forward, kissing her as I get as deep as I can. From there, things ramp up.
Our mouths are ravenous, unable to get enough of one another. Her legs wrap around me, squeezing my hips, and I continue to kiss her like the starved man I am for her. I want everything she’s willing to give me.
The only sound in the empty bar is the wet slapping sound of me pounding into her and the strangled moans escaping our mouths.
She clings to me, her fingertips digging into my biceps. I really need her to come soon before I embarrass myself. I bring my hand to her clit and massage it in the rhythm I know she loves.
Her lips strip off mine, and her head rocks back, her back arching. “I’m coming.”
Thank God because once her pussy walls clench around my dick, it strips me of the last of my willpower. I spill into the condom on a curse, holding myself inside her while her back falls to the table, catching her breath.
I’ll never get used to how stunning she looks after she comes.
I take a moment while her eyes are closed and she doesn’t know I’m looking at her to admire her beauty and the fact that she’s kind of mine. I mean, I don’t think she’s seeing anyone else. Or fucking anyone else. I hope not. We never talked specifically about being exclusive. Shit, do I even ask?
I withdraw from her body, jealousy thick in my veins at the idea of her with anyone but me. I go to the bathroom and dispose of the condom, returning to find her still lying on the table, her hands on her stomach.
“You good?” I ask.
She nods and sits up. “Great.”
But her words don’t match the euphoric bliss I assumed she’d be in after the amazing sex we just had.
