Page 20 of A Night with Strangers

Amelia’s back bowed off the chaise, his name fell from her lips, and that’s all it took. His release hit him hard and fast. He poured everything into her welcoming body. His heart stopped and started again as he watched her fall apart.

They both came down in a mixture of light laughter and heaving breathing. Monica tried to leave to give them space, but Amelia grabbed her, kissing the side of her head. “Thank you,” she whispered. Jordan found his voice a half second later and thanked her too.

“It has been my pleasure. You two were fun. You don’t have to rush to leave. But I’m going to go clean myself up. If you need anything, the room coordinators will be in here until you guys leave.” They waved their goodbyes.

Amelia clenched around him, and he gripped her hips to keep her still. “Behave,” he grumbled, looking down at her. She was smiling and looked like she was glowing. “Still green?” he asked.

“Still green. Were you serious about spending?—”

“Yes.” He didn’t hesitate. “If you’re okay with it, then yes.”

Amelia reached for him, pulling his face toward hers. “Then yes, Mr. Monroe. I have a lot of energy, I do hope you can keep up.”

Jordan chuckled, feeling himself getting harder inside of her. “Don’t complain when you’re sore and exhausted come Monday morning, Ms. Wayne.”

Amelia wrapped her legs around his waist, shifting her hips back and forth, causing his eyes to roll. “I think you’re going to be the tired one.”

We’ll see.