Page 12 of Just A Kiss

“Play with your clit; I need you there,” he says, and I slide a hand between our bodies as instructed, finding my clit and pressing down on it. It doesn’t take long before I can feel my body start to crest over the orgasm ledge. I take Lee with me, his body slamming into mine one last time. I can feel how shaky his legs are as they hold both of us up after such a strong release.

He lifts his head, his lips finding mine in a languid kiss. It is over before I wanted it to be, but I realize he’s still holding me up; his cock is still buried deep inside me, still pulsing with his orgasm.

“I’m going to need some time to rebound from that,” he says as he pulls out, stepping back slightly so he can set me back down on my feet.

“After a performance like that, I don’t blame you.”

“Don’t worry, I still have plans for you tonight,” he says, slapping my wet ass.

We both rinse off quickly before turning the water off and stepping out of the shower. He wraps me up in one of the fluffy towels he set out, then slings the other one around his own waist.

“Need anything from the kitchen?” he asks as we make our way out to the bedroom.

“Um, maybe,” I state.

“I definitely need some nourishment,” he says and walks down the hall. I find his T-shirt and pull it on, then go to find him.

He’s pulling out some summer sausage, cheese, and crackers by the time I make it to him. I hop up on his counter and watch as he slices the sausage, laying it out on a plate along with cut up cheese. It might not be fancy, but it is perfect.

He sets down the knife, then comes to stand in front of me. “This looks better on you than it does on me,” he says, tugging at his shirt before he slips his hand under the bottom of it that rests high on my thighs. I make sure to keep my legs together so I don’t flash him, but it is pointless as he quickly realizes I’m naked underneath.

“Woman, you’re going to kill me before the night is over.”

“What?” I question, trying my hardest to feign my innocence.

“Like I said earlier. You’re a vixen.” He kisses me chastely before stepping back over to the cutting board and finishing up what he was working on.

“Want a beer?” he asks as he steps back to the fridge, putting away the food he didn’t cut up and pulling out a beer for himself.

“Sure,” I say, taking the bottle from him.

He grabs the plate and his beer and heads back for the bedroom.

“Come join me,” he says, patting the bed. I sit on it, sliding toward the center where he’s already sitting up. The towel he had wrapped around his hips is gaping open, hardly covering his cock. The one that is already rebounding, if the tent that’s starting to pitch indicates what’s to come.

I take a slice of sausage, cheese, and a cracker, making a little sandwich of the three. I didn’t realize I was so hungry until the first bite hits my tongue.

We quickly eat our midnight snack, then Lee moves the plate to the end table once the last of it is gone. We both slide down the bed until we’re lying next to each other, my head back on his chest, and his arm is around my body. His fingertips draw random things on my back and side.

“Can I tell you something?” he asks out of the blue.

“Of course, you can tell me anything,” I tell him.

“Watching you out on the dance floor tonight drove me fucking wild. Every time you dipped down, I envisioned you doing that on my cock. Every time you swayed your hips back and forth, I envisioned you grinding against me,” he says.

“Then why didn’t you come dance with me? I would have gladly had you behind me, your hands on my body.”

“Because then people would get the wrong idea.”

“What do you mean by that?” I question.

“I’m a one-night kind of guy, Allison. You know that. If I was dancing all up on you, it would get people talking and thinking about something else.”

“God forbid people think you could settle down.” I scoff.

“You know that isn’t me,” he says.

“If you say so,” I tell him, and I can feel a small crack in my heart form. I know the worst thing a girl can do is think she’ll be the one to change the proclaimed bachelor, but that is precisely what my traitorous heart and mind have gone and done. I shake it off, not wanting to ruin this night. If I’ve only got one night with him, I’m damn sure going to make the most of it.

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