Page 11 of Billionaire Boss's One Night Stand

We’d met not even an hour ago, but this lust wouldn’t shake off. We were both under this spell, desperate for each other.

“I can’t,” she whined, gripping my dick and cinching her legs higher around my waist. Again, with my hand holding her up under her ass, she had leverage to reach me for a kiss by leaning back on the wall. “I need you.”

She moved my cock toward her entrance, so slick and warm. The second she dropped her weight against me, sucking me in inch by inch, I knew I wouldn’t last either.

“Fuck. I can’t wait either.”

“Then fuck me. Now.Please.”

She was out of control, rabid for me. And I was just as feral for her.

Holding her hips, I pushed until I was in all the way, gloved by her tight heat. Her walls squeezed me, and with a few thrusts, she was coming.

“Oh, yeah. Please. Please!”

She gasped against my lips as I pounded into her, and within a few more strokes, we came, bursting apart, groaning loudly. I shot my cum deep inside her and relished every clench of her pussy milking me dry.

It was over. Embarrassingly, too soon. We’d come too fast, pushed too quickly to fuck like animals against the wall.

Perhaps the thrill of fucking a stranger aroused her as much as it did for me. Maybe hooking up with someone like me was all part of the changes she was enjoying in her life.

I wasn’t sure how to analyze any of this.

All I knew, as I kissed her softly and gazed at her self-satisfied smile of awe as she came down from her orgasm, was that I couldn’t wait to do it again.

One night.

That was it.

But I was determined to make it alongnight.

It wasn’t like I’d ever see her again, with no names shared and no details given.

Somehow, that made it all the more exciting, this temporary wildness we both gave in to.

“Were you thinking of something like that?” I asked as I carried her to the bathroom.

She nodded, holding on to me. “Yeah, but another round. Or three.”

I grinned, looking forward to getting no sleep at all.

5

LOREN

Iwoke up unsurprised that I was disoriented. I just moved. My apartment was a new place, and it would take a while to adjust to getting up in a bed that wasn’t the same as what I had at my parents’ house in Hamming.

But this morning, thebigmorning that heralded my first day on the job, I was thrown off even further.

This wasn’t my new bed in the studio apartment with the shockingly high rent. That warm presence pushing against my naked body wasn’t a pillow.

I was at the hotel. And that was the sexy stranger I’d met at the bar.

Then fucked.

Twice.

No.I opened my eyes wider, shaken awake with the hot memory of when he took me from behind, his fingers digging into my ass as I pushed back against him. My cheeks heated from the mental image of the third and final time I enjoyed the exhilarating rush of sleeping with a stranger at…

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