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She cried out, right in my ear as I circled my thumb over her clit. It made her clench even tighter. I pulled her bodice down, exposing her rosy pink nipples. I lapped my tongue over it, until she was mewling against me, her cries unintelligible as her moans took over. She tugged my hair up to her so she could kiss me, and I happily obliged.

She was literally trembling. Her hands shaky as they rested against my abs, close to where I was pummeling inside of her. The dress covered everything, but I heard how wet she was and how deep I was going inside of her.

“Yes…, yes!” Fuck. A woman screaming never sounded better.

I kept going, harder and faster until my own thighs were clenching and I felt the sweltering wave of desire build in my spine and explode inside of her as we came together.

I held her against the wall, coming down as my cock twitched inside of her. I kissed her again, soft and slow just to fell those lips again. I set her dress back in place, and she slid her panties back on as I tucked myself away.

“Is that what you don’t usually do?” I smirked. She looked up at me, fighting a smile. Even her hands still shook as she tucked her hair behind her ear.

“Yeah. Pretty much.”

Chapter Nine: Emilia

Holy all that is holy.

My breath was still in my throat, my insides still clenching and my heart still racing. I was frazzled, and confused. I never did stuff like that, never.

The last time I had sex I was flat on the bed and was left with no release. But that…! And twice!

He was so beautiful. I mean, I’ve never seen a man that looks like that at all. His hair was a mess, sandy blonde that only he could pull of, and his eyes a smoldering green that I could see when I shut my eyes. I didn’t get to see much of his body, but he felt hard and chiseled. Something even more beautiful was underneath that suit. He also looked so familiar, but it was escaping me. Everything was at this point, because I was still in cahoots.

And the way he looked at me. It was unnerving and arousing all at the same time. Even as he put his jacket back on, and adjusted the cuff of his shirt. His hair very obviously looked like he had just been fucked, but he didn’t seem to care. That was hot as hell.

His eyes met mine again and I nearly froze in place. I should stop being so damned nervous around him too. He is just a man—in theory.

“You want a drink?” He asked. I loved how deep and even his voice was, not changing in the slightest at all.

“Yes, please.” My voice came out like a whisper, not at all how I wanted it to sound. I wanted to be the confident, fearless, vixen that he just fucked up against a wall, but I wasn’t that way at all.

I was more than surprised at what I had just done. I only had one glass of champagne so I knew I wasn’t even drunk at all.

“Be right back. Wait for me?”

He stepped closer, so his scent surrounded me. I would never forget it, I know scents very well and my nose could pick up pretty much anything. It was like the fresh gel from a shower, detergent, and a strong cologne that all mixed with his pheromones to produce something incredibly intoxicating. I simply nodded at his request, and he walked off towards the building.

I stared after him, prepared to wait for him to come back. Maybe I could actually get his name…whoa, did I really have sex with someone whose name I didn’t even know?

I did.

I smiled at the memory, it sure did feel good. I was still pulsing from how good it felt, in fact. I went to my wallet and phone on the bench, and gasped at how many missed calls I had, all from Ivy. I rang her back immediately, and she picked up on the first ring.

“Hey! Oh, my gosh, I hate to do this but is the event over yet?” She asked, she sounded so flustered and freaked out that I was immediately worried.

“Um, not really. But what’s wrong?”

I heard shuffling on her end, and her heavy sigh. Something was clearly wrong.

“The dress! My boss told me he needs it first thing and I’ll have to clean it before tomorrow. Since the cleaners won’t be open I have to do it myself.” I gasped.

I didn’t want her to get fired or anything for this.

“Oh no, I’m on my way back right now! Are you still at my place?”

“Yeah, I’m here.”

“Okay, see you.”


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