Page 160 of A Match Made in Vegas


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I rub myself as I take him again and again.

Then he's there, groaning against my chest as he pulses inside me. The intensity of it pulls me over the edge.

Pleasure floods my body as I come. I pull him closer, deeper like my body is going to swallow his whole, then I release everything. It's so intense I'm afraid I'm going to push him out of my body.

But I don't.

We stay together for that perfect moment.

Our bodies and our bliss as one.

When I'm finished, I push myself to my feet. He takes care of the condom. And I do the other thing I came here to do and dive into the pool naked.

He follows me.

And we swim around the space until we're too in need of each other to do anything else.

We go to his room, and we have slow, perfect sex in his bed.

I fall asleep next to him.

And for the first time in a long time, I wake up where I'm supposed to be.

We have a perfect day together.A lazy breakfast. A long walk on the beach. A teasing swim session where we strip out of our nylon suits.

Sex on the couch.

Lunch.

Sex in the pool.

A movie.

Dinner.

Sex in his bed. And a long night talking about everything and nothing.

The next morning, he goes into work, and I spend my day preparing for the next phase of my life.

When he gets home, we make dinner together, take a long walk, fuck in his bed.

We fall into the flow of the week. I fall into this life I could have. If things were different. If everything was different.

Day after day, I fall into him, and he falls into me.

Every night, we try something new.

He locks me to the bed with those furry pink handcuffs.

We play another game ofwho can last longerin the living room, stripping out of clothes, slowing, until we're both at the edge of bliss. He wins, of course, but I can't say I feel like I lose when I ask him to fuck me.

We take a video of ourselves in his bed and replay it. And right there, as I watch him fuck me on screen, I'm overcome with the desire to fuck him right there on the couch.

The perfect mix of sex and affection.

Until we wake up the day of our meeting with his boss.

A party where we prove we're the perfect married couple. Because that's who Jackson is supposed to be. The stable lawyer with a wife and kids. The man who makes partner.

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