Chapter 5
NOAH
Igroaned as I woke up. Without thinking, I reached across the bed, my hand falling onto the empty mattress next to me.
I sat up slowly, stretching my arms and cracking my back. A quick glance at the other side of the bed confirmed that the sexy, masked woman with whom I’d spent the evening was gone.
The sheets weren’t even warm, which meant she’d had to have taken off hours ago.
To my surprise, the sun was almost fully up. I checked the clock on the bedside table and saw that it was a little after seven.
I stepped out of bed naked as the day I was born, my cock swinging between my thighs as I walked over to my overnight bag and pulled out some clothes, setting aside a black Polo shirt, along with some dark jeans.
I headed into the kitchen to start some coffee. Something small and black on the ground caught my eye. I bent down to pick it up and when my fingers touched the soft, silky material, I knew right away what it was.
They were my mystery woman’s panties, the black, lacy pair I’d ripped off her body.
I chuckled, giving them another look over before tossing them onto the bar. Last night had been amazing. The connection I’d felt between myself and the young woman with whom I’d shared my bed was more than I’d been prepared for.
However, I didn’t even know her name and would likely never see her again.
I started the coffee pot, and as the water gurgled in the machine, I found myself thinking about her, the way she’d looked on her knees in the elevator, her mouth full of my cock. The memory was enough to make me twitch to life.
Shower, I thought.Take a shower and start your damn day. You’ve wasted enough of it sleeping.
It was difficult to focus, though. Every time I tried to think of what I needed to get done, my mind drifted back to that amazing hour I’d spent with her.
I laughed as I made my way to the bathroom, thinking about that silly mask she’d worn. Why had she been so dead set on keeping her identity a secret?
What if she was someone I knew?
The thought was enough to stop me in my tracks.
Was that what had happened? Had someone from my past come to seduce me? Something about her had seemed strangely familiar. Was it possible that she was some woman I’d hooked up with years ago?
No way. I’d only slept with a handful of women since I’d been widowed, and not one of them had that strange tattoo that I’d spotted on her body of the tree planted in a pile of books, its roots crawling over the spines and covers.
I’d remember a tattoo like that, to say nothing of the woman it’d been etched onto.
Not to mention, I hadn’t been with anyone as young as she’d been.
I stepped into the huge bathroom and turned on the lights. Part of me wanted to stay at the hotel for a couple more nights while the movers finished putting my furniture in place.
As tempting as the idea might’ve been, however, I knew it’d be better for me to be at the house to oversee everything in person. I was a bit of a perfectionist.
The water in the shower was hot right away, and I couldn’t help but let out a longahhhof total pleasure as it splashed onto me. I was still a bit sleepy from my hibernation, but the water on my face blasted the rest of that away.
Soap in hand, I lathered up my body, though part of me didn’t want to wash off her scent.
I closed my eyes and once more my mind was filled with X-rated images. I thought of her on the barstool, her legs spread as I shoved my cock into her again and again, her gorgeous face twisted in an expression of total ecstasy. Next was her on the bed on all fours, her perfect, heart-shaped ass shaking with each crash of our bodies.
To my surprise, pleasure began to move through me. A quick glance downward revealed my hand wrapped around my erect cock.
Without even thinking about it, I’d begun seeking another release. Part of me didn’t want to indulge the fantasy. The more I thought about her, however, the more I knew I needed it.
I began, stroking my cock slowly as I imagined her in the elevator, her tongue tracing the outline of my cock, her hand cupping my balls. The whole mask thing was strange as hell. However, I’d have been lying if I were to say that there wasn’t something insanely erotic about a gorgeous woman in a long gown on her knees in front of me, her lips wrapped around my shaft and her blue eyes flashing with mischief behind a mysterious mask.
It didn’t take me long to get close to the edge. To finish, I fast-forwarded further into the encounter, when my arm was around her middle while I thrust into her from behind.