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him. Air hissed from his lips and I couldn’t help but smile.
      “Oh, you think this is funny do you?” His accent was thick now.
      I imitated his British accent and replied, “I do.”
      “Two can play at this game.”
      Moving over me, he used his knee to nudge my legs apart. He caught my lips and kissed me at the same time he followed an imaginary trail from my breasts, to my stomach, and then lower. True to his word, he began to tease me.
      I gasped as pressure began to build in my lower stomach. I didn’t want to go to that special place alone so I began stroking him again. He pulled back and sweat glistened from his chest. Something about this man made me primal and I wanted to lick the sweat off.
      “I don’t want to finish like this. I want to finish inside you.”
      “Yes.” The word left my lips sounding like a prayer and a command at the same time.
      His lips lifted into a smile, but his eyes held fire behind them. He got up and a moment later he came back with a condom.
      “Hurry,” I panted.
      He was eager to oblige. Thank god he’d come prepared. Then he moved over me again.
      “I’ll try to be gentle. I’ve been told I’m a lot to handle.”
      “I like a challenge,” I teased back.
      I could feel his length pressed against my stomach and I arched into him. God, he could hurry up any time. He chuckled and used his fingers to spread my juices around. I bucked again, wanting to find my release.
      “Ready?”
      I met his gaze and nodded. He slowly entered me.
      “Okay?”
      “More than okay.”
      At first, his movements were slow but we both began to get caught up in the moment. His thrusts became quicker and I met each one. God, he felt so perfect inside of me.
      “You feel so good,” he said into my ear. “So fucking hot and wet.”
      My inner muscles clenched around him. I loved how his dirty words made my heart race.
      “I bet I’m the only one you get this wet for.”
      “Yes,” I breathed out.
      I dug my heels into the mattress so I could feel more of him. He was so big!
      “And any time you come after this you’ll always think of me.”
      I closed my eyes and nodded. Yes! Oh, yes!
      “Jamie, look at me. I want to see your eyes when you come.”
      I blinked and forced my eyes to stay open. Flecks of white kept creeping in the edge of my vision and I knew I was close. So close…
      Denver suddenly slowed his pace, but each thrust seemed to reach my core. Oh. My. God. Our eyes locked and then my entire world exploded as I came. Denver began thrusting at a frantic pace, riding on the waves of my orgasm. When he came, I cried out as more waves of pleasure overtook me.
      When we’d both came down to earth he pulled out. I swore my body wept at the loss. He held me close to his body and kissed the top of my head.
      “Damn.”
      “Agreed.”
      “Can’t wait to see what round two will be like.”
      I laughed and punched him playfully in the chest.
      Then I said, “Hopefully round two involves me on top.”
      And I meant it.
     
     
    December 23
      We boarded the plane bright and early in the morning. I couldn’t help but notice how different things felt between Denver and I. He wasn’t being cold exactly, but reserved. We’d crossed several lines over the past three days and that would have to be addressed at some point. Not today, though.
      My body still hummed from the last orgasm he’d given me at the hotel. He was right about one thing. I’d forever compare future lovers to him. He was so fucking good. Shaking my head, I pushed the thought aside.
      When we were seated on the plane he put on sunglasses and stared out the window.
      “I hope the weather’s not bad in Kansas City.”
      “Huh?”
      I held back a sigh and repeated what I’d said.
      “Oh. Yeah.”
      The plane took off and I read a book I’d packed. At least with a book I didn’t have to force a conversation, plus it was