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Sliding out of the booth, he said, “Be right back.”

Excusing herself the moment Chris returned, she cleaned up in the restroom, then made her way back out to the table, wearing panties again. She slid back into the booth and around to sit next to him.

“Wow.”

Leaning over he placed light kisses on her lips and jawline. Barely lifting his mouth, he said, “I need to be inside you as soon as possible. Can we get this to go?”

“Yes, please,” she said, not even close to sated. She turned her face to kiss him, and sucked his bottom lip into her mouth.

When the waiter appeared at their table a moment later, plates in hand, neither of them noticed until he cleared his throat.

They broke apart and Chris said, “Hey, man. Sorry about this. Can we get those to go? Plans changed. And a check?”

The waiter grinned at them, very aware of how the plans had changed, and said, “No problem. Be right back with it.”

They went back to kissing, no longer concerned with who might be watching, as they waited for their food. When the waiter arrived at the table, he set the to-go containers on the table along with a bag and set the check on top of the boxes.

He smirked again, then said, “Take your time, folks.”

Breaking the kiss, Chris grabbed the check, and glanced at it. Digging two twenties out of his wallet, he stuck them in the folder along with the bill. They immediately scooted out of the booth. Chloe tucked the boxes into the bag.

Taking her free hand, Chris navigated them out the door and onto the street. As soon as they were outside, he immediately pressed her up against the nearest wall and devoured her mouth. Pulling back slightly, he mumbled, “I can’t get enough of you.”

Chapter 18

He followed closely behind her when she entered the hotel room. Giving her a brief second to set down the food and her purse, he immediately pressed against her back. Lowering his mouth, he let his lips roam restlessly over her neck. Running his hands up her sides, he cupped her breasts in his hands.

Leaning her head back against his chest, Chloe said, “I really need you to fuck me senseless right now, Chris. The restaurant? That was really hot, but it just made me want you inside me.”

Reaching behind her, she ran her palm along his rigid length for a moment.

Without warning, he spun her around to face him. Nipping at her lips, he quickly stripped her out of her clothes. Once she stood bare before him, he felt her hands at his waist pulling up the edges of his T-shirt. Stepping back, he helped her by sliding out of this shirt, then the rest of his clothes.

Taking her hand, he led her into the bathroom.

Seeing her curious look, he said, “Earlier tonight, when you came, it was the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen. I want you to see how fucking sexy you look when you’re coming on my cock.”

Intrigued now, she said, “I guess it’s easier than making a sex tape.”

He smirked.

Moving her to stand in front of him, they faced the mirror. He said, “Eyes open,” as he ran his mouth down the side of her throat again. Swirling his tongue against her, taking small nips as he went, he let his hands over her torso.

Sliding one up to cup her breast, he pinched her nipple between his thumb and forefinger. The other hand roamed down to cup her mound. Sliding two fingers between her folds, he moaned against her neck when he found her soaked.

Stroking her lightly now, he mumbled, “Fuck. You’re so responsive, Chloe.”

She thrust her pelvis forward, and let out a low whimper. Rubbing herself against his hand, she said, “It’s something about you. Something about us.”

“I know it is. I can’t help it either,” he whispered against her neck as he continued to rub his hand against her.

Moments later, he stopped moving his hands. Gripping her shoulders lightly, he leaned her forward, watching as she braced her arms against the edge of the counter top. Adjusting his cock, he slid the tip of it inside her. Placing his hands on her hips, he slid into her with one deliberately gentle stroke.

He watched her watching them in the mirror, her eyes heavy lidded, her cheeks flushed. He could see the beginnings of pleasure on her face already, as he thrust into her steadily.

When he saw her mouth go slack, and her breathing pick up, he leaned down to wrap an arm around her waist. Sliding his fingers between her folds, he lightly stroked her clit now and felt her immediately flutter around him. She let out a moan as her eyes flickered closed.

On a groan, Chris said, “Eyes open.”


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