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bar. Harlow clambered up on a stool, and Lily slid on one beside him.
    “What do you want to drink?” he asked.
    “Cosmopolitan,” Lily responded.
    Harlow waved down the bartender. “A whiskey and a cosmopolitan, please.”
    They were quiet as they waited for their drinks. Finally, Lily broke the silence. “Do you live here in town?”
    “No, I’m here on business. I live in New York.” Harlow took his whiskey from the bartender and sipped it.
    Lily smiled at the bartender and accepted her drink. “Thanks. So, why did you pick me?”
    “I liked your smile and your boobs,” he admitted honestly, a boyish grin touching his lips. “So why did you pick me?”
    Harlow wasn’t bad looking, by any means. His pictures must’ve been from his twenties, because he was easily nearing thirty-five. A touch of silver brushed his temples. “Is it bad if I said it was because of your ahem…asset? It’s been a while for me.”
    “I see,” he murmured. “Well, why don’t we take this party upstairs?”
    “You’re not going to kill me, are you?” Lily choked out around a mouthful of her drink.
    “No. Just make the bed wet,” he murmured.
    She flushed hot and chugged down the rest of her cosmopolitan. “Well, then let’s go.”
    Harlow paid for their drinks and they left the bar. His hand caught hers as they walked, and Lily tried hard to keep herself calm while they entered the elevator. It was empty and naughty thoughts coursed through her mind. It had been a solid six months since she’d had sex, and having some meaningless fun was just what she wanted.
    The elevator doors opened, and they walked down the hall, still hand in hand to his hotel room door. At room five forty-one, he paused. “You sure?”
    Lily took a slow breath and grinned as his eyes zeroed in on her breasts. “Yeah, sure.”
    People hook up all the time. It’s just a little fun.
    He unlocked the door and opened it. His room was one of the nicer suites, ivory and gold décor with a huge bed in the middle of the room. Lily took in everything as he closed the door behind them. A gasp escaped her lips as she was pushed suddenly against the wall and his mouth touched hers. Harlow’s hands touched her here and there and everywhere, and she was breathless. Sex monster is right! A throb had settled firmly between her legs, and she needed sex, now.
    His large hands cupped her breasts, and he clamped her hardening nipples between his fingers, skillful in his touches even through her sweater. Her sex wept and dampened her lacy panties. Panting out around her desire, she murmured, “I think we’re wearing too many clothes.”
    Harlow stepped back then, pulling off his pale blue sweater, and she tried not to be disappointed at his body. We both lied about what we looked like. As long as his package is accurate, I can deal. His hand lingered at the button of his fly, and she nodded him on with a smile. I’m not even getting naked until I see what he’s working with.
    “You first.” He suggested, pointing at her chest. “I want your shirt off.”
    “No, you first. You show me yours, I’ll show you mine.” Lily insisted, needing to see if his velvet wrapped steel really measured up to the picture she’d seen online.
    As he unbuttoned his pants and slowly slid down the zipper, she waited with bated breath to see if she was going to ride him into the glory land or not. His hardened steel mast popped free from the zippered confines of his jeans, and she gasped at the specimen still encased in his black boxer briefs. Her mouth went dry. Mother of God.
    “Now,” he growled softly, his voice rough and low, “your turn.”
    Her hands shook as she peeled off her top. He stepped closer and his hands cupped her breasts again, and she bit her lip against the sensations coursing through her. His mouth soon followed his hands and as his lips enclosed her nipple, she had to fight to stay standing. “Oh my.”
    His hand came behind her back and unhooked her