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“Brit. Were you talking to that makeup executive?” Riley, a friend she’d made during the three-day convention, asked, as they entered the elevator.

Brit nodded. “I talked to him and gave him my card,” she said, totally downplaying the fact she’d been able to give out a few samples of eye shadows she’d been working on. She’d been doing them herself in her home, and would love be able to open her own store and have more resources available one day—not to mention, a distributor.

Riley whistled. “Exciting. Go you.”

“Thanks.” Brit played with the lanyard around her neck. When the elevator reached her level, she said goodbye and strolled through the nicely appointed hallway until she reached the suite her boyfriend had booked for her a month ago.

And what a month it’d been…

With the greenlight from investors, they had contacted a team of engineers and architects willing to work with them. Damian had found a good site for the hospital, and now needed to bring his dream to fruition.

She slid the key in the slot, then walked into her room on her last night in New York City. There was a party at the hotel’s main ballroom, sponsored by different brands, but she didn’t want to join. She took a hot bath, enjoying every moment, then wrapped herself in the hotel’s monogrammed robe.

She was playing with the in-room service menu when someone knocked on her door. The housekeeper had checked if she wanted turndown service the night prior, so maybe she’d check on her again.

She opened the door, but instead of the small lady from the previous evening, she found a very large man gazing at her.

Damian. A frisson traveled down her body, quickly nestling in between her legs. She stepped back, disoriented, trying to find her voice. “Damian?”

“Surprise,” he said, wrapping her in his arms and lifting her from the floor. With his foot, he kicked the door closed behind him and carried her to the bed. “My plan was to come yesterday, but I couldn’t make it because of my schedule.”

“You… came,” she said, still in disbelief.

“And soon, so will you,” he said, and the double entendre didn’t go unnoticed by her. “I’ve missed you.”

“Me too,” she breathed.

He flung her on the bed, and she squealed, excited. Arousal stirred behind her breasts, squeezing her nipples into diamond tips. Without waiting, he untied her robe and opened it to find her naked. “I arrived at the perfect time,” he said, looking down at her pussy.

He lowered himself on the mattress until he positioned his face between her legs. Damn. She clenched her thighs, making it hard for him to lick her. “What am I missing?”

“If you’re having some fun, I want some too. Get naked, Dr. Forrester,” she said, her voice commanding. “Now.”

He pulled his shirt over his head, and made quick work of peeling off his slacks and boxers. Completely bare, he laid next to her. She rolled onto the top of him, so that she faced his cock while he kissed her sex. “Nice.”

She licked him from base to root, revering the dick she hadn’t seen for days. They’d attempted to have FaceTime sex on her first night, but a phone call from the hospital had taken him away and they’d never finished it.

He pulled her back to present by rolling his fingers over her clit, the hot move he knew turned her on. She undulated her hips, every fiber of her drumming his name, burning for him. But it only made him squeeze her cheeks and bring her pussy even more in contact with his face. “Hmmmm…,” he groaned, lapping at her sex shamelessly.

She moaned, then cupped his full balls, feeling the rush of blood, the warmth sifting through his flesh. Then, she outlined his balls with the tip of her tongue, one at a time, lazily. In retaliation, he inserted two fingers inside her, doing quick, shallow thrusts.

He knew exactly how to drive her crazy.

She returned her attention to his cock, grazing her teeth over his velvety skin. She felt him trembling, and a wave of empowerment washed over her from top to bottom. Ruthlessly, she worked her tongue around him, then slid some of him inside her mouth while stroking his cock in the same direction.

He upped his own torturing of her, adding one more finger to the tease while lapping his tongue at her, shamelessly licking her most intimate essence. Her body contracted, and for a moment, the only pulse reigned in her sex. Then, she let go, and speckles of pleasure ignited a much bigger reaction, starting in her core and fast tracking to the rest of her. Soon, he followed her cue, and she swallowed him, every drop.

She’d never done such thing with a man before, but with him, it felt right. Like the way she felt about him, she wanted every lasting bit. The warm liquid rolled smoothly down her throat.

With stars still dotting her vision, she relaxed her shoulders when he rolled off of her and took her with him. Seconds later, she enjoyed the warm cocoon of his embrace, the entangled legs, the messy sheets beneath them. Even the smell of sweat and sex swirling around her.

“This was the best surprise I’ve ever gotten,” she said.

He caressed her hair, and she made invisible circular patterns on his chest. Never had she shared true intimacy with a man before like she did with Damian. He made every moment with her more meaningful and honest.

“I’m not usually the spontaneous type. Violet would attest to that.”

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