Page 31 of Sizzling Nights

"That's a fact."

He moved faster and she moved with him. He pumped into her harder and she met him move for move. Their movements grew in intensity as they sought their release. His skin heated from the exertion, their aromas mingled in the air as their bodies did.

His hands fisted in her hair, and she smiled. Her hips began moving faster and he kept up with her, but he could feel his balls tighten painfully as his orgasm threatened to explode. He moaned and whispered, "Come for me, baby."

Her hips moved faster, and he kept up with her, adding pressure where their bodies met until she cried out his name and his vision dimmed as he felt the hot pulsing stream shoot from his body.

He jerked a few times as his seed spilled into the condom. Her arms tightened around his waist, her legs tightened around his ass.

Her breathing was rapid, as was his. He dropped his head next to hers, still holding himself slightly aloft. He whispered. "You'll never know how many times I dreamed of this."

She sighed. "Likely not as many times as I did."

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Theresa stepped from the bathroom after having showered to see Marco standing at the stove making them something to eat. Her stomach growled and she glanced at the clock on the stove and saw it was now two fifteen. They should have been at the Sandbar by now and she said, "Shit. I'm late."

He turned his head and grinned at her. She'll never forget that grin, it was the sexiest grin ever. "I texted Jace before we napped and told him we couldn't come in. Mitch had already been there and informed him of what was going on. They've also met with Blossom Springs PD and gotten their take and made a plan for your safety."

Relief swept through her. "Thank goodness. But that does put a burden on them."

Marco laughed. "Jace said he missed being in the kitchen so he's happy to be back in there for a bit. It'll be like old times for them."

"I suppose."

She stepped around the counter and wrapped her arms around him from behind. He turned in her arms and moved them across the kitchen against the counter. "No need for either of us to get burned."

"Right."

His head dipped down and kissed her lips. How was it possible his kiss felt better than it had before? His body felt more comfortable against hers now. They knew each other in a different way and she liked this so much better.

He pulled away from her slightly and grinned again. "I hope you're hungry."

She smiled. "I am."

"Good. I made Chorizo steak, fried potatoes, and asparagus."

"Oh my gawd, that sounds delicious."

Her stomach growled again as if it needed to make the point clearer. She chuckled and he kissed her forehead.

"Go sit at the table. I'll get this plated up."

"You don't have to wait on me. I can help."

He nodded. "Okay. I'd love a beer."

"Perfect. I'll set that up."

She reached around and squeezed his mighty fine ass. "Tight ass Mr. Karason."

He chuckled and shook his head. Turning to the stove, he plated up their food, which smelled amazing. She pulled two beers from the refrigerator.

Theresa sat on the opposite side of the table from where their laptops still sat open. Marco set a plate in front of her and one next to her. He sat beside her, picked up his beer, and held it out to her. She tapped her beer to his, and they each took a drink from their bottles.

"This smells amazing."

He grinned. "Thank you. It'll taste better."

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