Page 66 of Without Regret

“You can go back to sleep,” I offered as I climbed into the driver’s seat.

She shook her head. “No. Especially not with you having pulled an all-nighter.”

Yeah, I was tired. “You flying back to Dallas tomorrow morning?”

“I am. Just have to get everything shipped out, then I’m off. How about you?”

“I’ll drive in tomorrow afternoon probably. It’s actually my birthday tomorrow.”

“What?”

“Tomorrow is my birthday. I turn twenty-eight.”

“Oh.”

She responded as I thought she might. Not a lot of enthusiasm. It shouldn’t bother me as much as it did, but then again, this had never been just sex for me.

We pulled into her hotel a few minutes later. I drove around back and looked towards her for my cue. “You want me to come up?”

“Definitely.”

I parked my truck, happy she’d offered.

Exhaustion may be creeping into my body, but I wouldn’t miss an opportunity to spend more time with her. Even if it came at the cost of my heart.

I followed her up to her room, and she was on me before the door shut all the way.

Her lips were soft and sweet, making me growl at the fact it had been days since I’d tasted them.

“I missed this.”

Nothing from her except her hands frantically working my belt and then my jeans’ snaps. Her hand snaked inside my boxers and curled around my shaft before she dropped to her knees in front of me. All thoughts of talking or my feelings left my mind as soon as her wet mouth descended around my cock. She wasn’t gentle. But I found I didn’t want her to be. It was her edges which fascinated me the most.

Her hands gripped my ass while mine did the same to her hair, bobbing her up and down until I erupted in her mouth. There was nothing sexier than watching her swallow and also lick me clean as if she couldn’t get enough.

I hauled her up, my hand hiking up her dress and diving for her center, where I found her already aroused. “This from sucking me off?”

“Yes. Oh, God, Trev. I need it fast and dirty tonight.”

I spun her towards the wall, set her hands on the surface, and spread her feet from behind. My body crowded hers from the back while I whispered in her ear. “How about I tell you how I wanted to take you into a closet at my house? Fuck you from behind up against a wall.” My hands went up and rid her of her thong, dragging it down her legs.

I paused to put the condom on before thrusting up and inside of her.

“Yes, just like that.”

Our coupling was raw, primal, and quickly over when I flicked her clit jewel and brought her to climax. But not being the type who simply settled for one, I brought her over the edge one more time. Then, because she desired it dirty, I pulled out and swiped her wetness up her ass crack to her pucker.

“Yes. There. I want you there.”

“I don’t want to hurt you honey.” It wasn’t as though I had any lube. But she was so fucking wet it was dripping down her legs.

“You won’t.”

I rubbed her come over my dick, breaching her slowly. Christ, she was tight.

“More. More. I need it.”

“You want me in your ass?”

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