Page 50 of One Pucking Chance

“Really?”

“Yeah, I don’t know why, but I hate the way they look.” I scan my arms, which are pretty much covered in a sleeve of tattoos. “I have some more room on my front.” I motion toward my abdomen, which is free of tattoos. “And I have lots of space on my back. But I kinda like the look I have going on.”

Anna flings a leg over my torso and sits up to straddle me.

“Anna.” My voice lowers. “What are you doing?”

Her tongue peeks out to lick her lips. “Just looking,” she says with an innocent charm. She places her hands on each of my wrists and trails her palms over my arms and across my shoulders and chest where my tattoos reside. “I like the look you have going on, too.”

“Oh, yeah?”

Anna’s naked body atop me and the way she’s ogling me with want has my dick standing erect immediately.

She moves her ass back and grinds it into me. I grab her thighs, digging my fingers into her skin. “You ready to go again?”

Her eyes dart to the clock. “I think we have time for a quickie. I have to leave soon to pack for my flight.”

Not needing to be asked twice, I sit up and snatch a condom from the bedside table. I put it on before getting behind her. With both hands on her waist, I spin her around so she’s on her hands and knees facing the headboard. We’ve experienced each other in every position and tempo, but now, I want to take her hard and rough for the last time. When she’s back home, across the country, I want her to still be able to feel me and be reminded I was here.

One hand palms her ass while I slide my other hand between her legs. With one finger, I enter her and am consumed with need when I find her wet and ready for me.

“You are a fucking goddess, Anna,” I say on an exhale, aching with want. I remove my finger.

In one quick motion, I thrust deep inside her. She moans and presses a hand against the headboard to hold her body in place. I brand her with my touch as my fingers dig into her soft skin. Rocking her back and forth against me, I move inside her. She feels just as amazing as she did the very first time. Every nerve cell in my body is lit on fire with desire for this woman.

I pound into her hard, unable to get deep enough. I’m feral to come together again.

The sounds coming from her lips, the feel of her skin beneath my touch, the sight of her body glistening with sweat, and the silky tightness that consumes me with pleasure with each thrust cause me to ache so deeply with an intense need for her that it unnerves me. I agreed to one night, but I don’t know how one night could ever be enough. Hell, I don’t know how one lifetime could either.

The pace of her breath increases, and I can tell she’s close. Knowing this is our last time, I’m overcome with the need to get lost in her striking blue depths.

I pull out, and Anna moans in protest. She turns around. “What?” She starts to question, but when she sees me, she knows what to do.

Sitting, I prop myself up from behind with my hands, and Anna climbs onto my lap and lowers herself down until I’m back inside her again. We release a collective sigh of pleasure. She takes hold of my shoulders and uses them to steady herself as she rocks up and down.

I swallow the emotion in my throat and hold her stare. The ecstasy on her face as we move together owns me. Sitting up, I trail my hands up her back and lace my fingers through the hair at the nape of her neck, pulling her face to mine. Our lips collide, and our tongues clash in a soul-devouring kiss, a goodbye kiss.

The hypnotic spell of a kiss intensifies as our bodies move faster, chasing our next release. My entire body hums as my emotions spin out of control. I want to commit this entire evening with Anna to memory, but I’m out of my mind with sensations I can’t control.

Sliding one of my hands between us, it only takes one stroke of her clit, and we’re both convulsed with ripping orgasms.

Anna is still atop me, and our foreheads are together. We breathe in the same air as we come down from our highs.

Our naked bodies are still wrapped in one another, and Anna whispers. “I arranged to have a car pick me up. It should be here.”

Her lips find mine, and she kisses me so softly that my lips quiver against hers.

I sit motionless as she climbs off me and throws on her clothes.

There’s so much I want to say, but I’m frozen in a space and time that I never want to end. Only it does.

“It’s been fun. You’re the best fake boyfriend I ever had.” She blows me a kiss, and then she’s gone.

I remain. Speechless.

I’m torn by indecision. Emotions are flying at me at a record pace, and my mind is a convoluted haze of regret. After the night we had, my exhaustion is soul deep. My mind and body spent. At the same time, I’ve never felt more alive. Anna is the answer to everything I never knew I was missing.

Now that I know what it’s like to have her, there’s no going back to when I didn’t.

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