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“It depends. I mean, I do have an extra-large jacuzzi tub in my room. I don’t know about you, but I really could use a nice long soak, the hot water pounding against me.”
Damn it. You can make even a tub sound erotic.
“I don’t have that at my place.”
“So, you want to come to my room?” she asked, her fingers giving me a little squeeze.
Hell yes.
I was breaking my own rules. There was time to fix it. But if I did, she might change her mind, and this night would end with each of us alone in our own beds. So be it. I had to take that chance. She deserved to know who I am.
“Although I am very tempted, I think I should tell you something first.”
“Well, it can’t be that bad. I know you’re not married,” she said.
“Not even close. But I have never been in a serious relationship.” There. It was said. Kind of.
“Not once?” she asked. I shook my head. “Funny. I’ve dated and had a boyfriend for a year, but even that didn’t feel like a serious relationship. I never even took him to any family events.”
You have already been to one of mine.
“Sounds like we have that in common.”At least we did.“I’m a bachelor. I don’t see that ever changing.” It was the first time I ever said that I don’t see iteverchanging. I’d always said, I’m not changing. Why did I use different words with Crystal?
“Mayson, I had a wonderful time today. Probably the best first date I’ve ever had. But I will be going back home once my vacation is over. I’m not moving here.” She paused and asked, “So, what about the jacuzzi?”
“I think it’s a great idea.”
We pulled into the parking lot and headed inside. Never in my life have I been nervous about being with a woman. It wasn’t as though I had no experience. I had plenty. But Crystal was right. Even with all the wedding stuff, this was the best first date I’d ever been on. Then again, with Crystal, everything was easy. Why would spending the night with her be any different?
She punched in the code for her room and opened the door. It took me a second to enter and she looked at me, puzzled.
“Having second thoughts?” she asked.
“More like wondering if you are,” I said, closing the door behind me.
She stepped closer to me and said, “Mayson, for one night, I don’t want to think. I want you to just hold me, kiss me, make love to me.”
“And tomorrow? I don’t want you to have any regrets,” I said, giving her one more chance to back out.
“I’d regret not doing this,” she said, getting up on tippy toes and kissing me.
I didn’t need to ask any more questions.
Pulling her into my arms, I kissed her hard. I felt her leg move, and her shoes drop to the floor. I was way overdressed in the tux. Letting her slip from my arms, I undid my bowtie and tossed it to one side. She pushed my jacket off my shoulders, and I let it drop.
It was a good thing that I owned my tux because she wasn’t as gentle when it came to my shirt. The buttons were flying everywhere as she practically ripped it off my chest. She wanted me as badly asI needed her.
I finished stripping off my clothes, and then I fumbled trying to figure out how to get this gorgeous red dress off her. To do so, I had to break our embrace so she could spin around. It wasn’t a zipper but had at least fifteen to twenty buttons up the back. Although itwas tempting to repay her with the same force she used on my shirt, I couldn’t do that to her. Slowly I unbuttoned each one. When I was on the last, I watched it slip off her revealing pure perfection. All she had on was a red thong. Reaching around her, I cupped her breast and pulled her back against me.
My hot aching cock was pressed against the curve of her back. I could barely control my body, fighting back my own release.Damn it. Has it been that long that I can’t hold back? It’d been a while, but I knew it wouldn’t matter if it had only been hours. Everything with Crystal was different. Why would our sexual chemistry be otherwise?
Leaning over, I kissed her neck, and she moaned. “Mayson.”
I knew she wanted more, and I was gladly going to give it. Just not the way she might think. With one hand still on her breast, I lowered the other, slipping it beneath her thong. I could feel the heat, and when my finger found her clit and started to stroke her, she instantly became wet.
I slipped one finger inside her, then up to circle her clit. Over and over again, faster and faster. Her breathing now gasps, and her legs were trembling. She put all her weight against me for support. She was so close, and I wanted to take her over the edge.
Whispering against her ear, I said, “Yes, baby. Let go.” I nipped her earlobe, and she moaned again.
