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She glared into eyes—so dark now, his cheeks flushed from his arousal and need to take her.

“Alright, one last time, but after we have to talk.”

He just nodded his head as if to say, ‘Sure, whatever you say.’

This caused a quick burst of laughter to erupt from her before she moaned, because even though she had a strong grip on his hair, he still managed to get her nipple back into his mouth, his hand squeezing the plump flesh and raising it up to his lips. He suckled it in deep to the point where the nipple and some of her areola disappeared into his mouth.

His teeth and tongue raked across the nib until she was thrashing and mewling, arching hard into his cock.

“Jezus, I need you now. I can feel your wetness on my cock,” he whispered against her skin. He then moved his upper body away from her to reach the nightstand, where he had put several condoms the night before. He grabbed one and tore it open with his teeth while saying, “At this rate, we will run out before tonight. We will have to go to a drugstore soon.”

“Michael we—oh fuck.” He was inside of her before she could even get started on... Wait, what was I about to say? Oh my God, never mind. Her brain stopped working as her toes curled. Michael was moving his hips so that his cock could hit her in the right spot. She opened her eyes to watch his face; she loved seeing his expression of concentration and satisfaction as he lost himself in the hard clasp of her pussy. She was a little surprised to also see a look of triumph on his face.

Cheeky cocksucker. With that thought, when he pulled all the way out, she made her move and used her hands and legs to flip him over and under her.

His look of surprise now had her grinning in triumph for a second, but that was all the time he would allow her to gloat until he wrestled himself back on top, this time with her front pinned to the mattress. He chortled with glee before she did a fireman’s plank lift and threw him off her and down to the floor, but he took her with him, and they ended up on the hard floor, making ‘oof’ sounds and groaning. When they both had caught their breath, the wrestling for control began again, all around the massive room. The struggle lasted until Ambra got the upper hand and had him completely pinned and unable to move. He had to tap out on the floor with the only free hand he had available.

They collapsed next to each other, laughing their asses off.

“Still undefeated,” Ambra bragged as she took extra air into her lungs. She was very sweaty and a bit out of breath.

Michael harrumphed. “I am out of practice; we haven’t wrestled like this since we were kids,” he said with a grin on his face as he moved his arm under his head to support it. He then pulled her over to his chest, pressing her cheek into his sweaty pecs.

She gave him a slap, to which he just laughed before releasing her to rest her head there willingly.

“Yeah, we had so much fun as kids together, and poor Ben didn’t have a chance when we teamed up to wrestle with him.” They both broke out in laughter at the memory, then wound down. Ambra smiled at the cherished memory and then began to panic again because everything had changed between them overnight.

“Michael, I should go before—”

She quieted when she felt him press his finger against her lip.

“Let’s worry about everything after this getaway is over. We can talk it out on the Tuesday, when you are due back and the package ends.”

“But—”

“No buts, Ambra. Can you deny that you are enjoying this and that the sex is amazing and off the charts? Let’s just have this wonderful weekend together. No bringing up the past and us being best friends; just a man and a woman enjoying each other for a little while.”

He tipped her chin up so he could read the answers in her eyes. If she was being honest with herself, she didn’t want this weekend to end. But it wasn’t just the weekend. She wanted more than just that. But she nodded in agreement. She wanted every memory of this weekend to take with her when this all ended.

He bent over, his mouth capturing hers in a deep kiss before whispering against them, “Aren’t you curious what else I have in store for us?”

Heating up again, she moved her head back to see if he was serious. “What, it’s not all about sex, sex, and more sex?”

He grinned. “Yes, of course, but I need to give my pussy a break here and there.” She raised her fingers in a pinching motion, and he laughed. She loved hearing the sound. It was deep and rich and infectious.

“I have something planned for us this afternoon.”

“What are we going to do?”

“I booked us train tickets for a trip over the valleys and mountains that make up some of Switzerland. There’s also a late afternoon meal on the train, followed by a couple’s massage in the last spot we get off at.”

She squealed in excitement and attempted to get off the ground. Another of her guilty pleasures was spending time at spas. She loved to be pampered and to take care of her sore muscles, especially after a good workout.

“Where do you think you are going?” he growled as he pulled her back down towards him.

“To get dressed. It must be late morning, and I am sure we should eat and shower, and...mmhmm.” He silenced her with a deep kiss.

“Later, we’ll have plenty of time. First we need to finish something that we started earlier.” He looked down his body, and her eyes followed, taking in his defined chest, his six-pack abs, the chiseled V of his hips, and finally, his fully erect member. It looked tight and huge and in need of release.

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