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This was so erotic and sexy that the orgasm hit her without warning.

She started to screech out his name. He was moving faster into her. Her back might be bruised when this was done, but she didn’t think she was going to care.

He grunted out a few times and then just stopped moving, his head landing on her shoulder.

“Tell me I didn’t hurt you,” he said after a few seconds.

“I’m not sure. I’ll let you know after I come off of this high. Right now, if you said you wanted to do it again, I’d say, please do.”

He started to laugh but moved away from the door and put her on the bed while he walked into the bathroom.

She lay there looking about the room and just realized she had sex with a man that she still only knew by his first name.

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Talk about an unexpected sweet surprise.

It was not how Foster thought his first meeting with Charlotte again would go.

He wanted to apologize again, but the noises she was making not that long ago told him she was on board with it all.

Hell, sheaskedhim to do it.

Maybe just not that hard.

But he’d lost a little of himself even while he kept it in check as much as he could.

No one was going to say he was this soft tender guy when it came to women.

No one who turned him on like Charlotte had.

He took care of the condom, washed up, then walked back into his room. He expected to find Charlotte dressed, but she was still naked and laid out where he left her.

“Come sit and talk to me,” she said.

Oh boy. Here they went. “Should we get dressed first?”

“Nope,” she said. “Because I think we need to do this again.”

“What about Marco?”

“He’s outside the door and not making a noise. I think he is lying down. He’ll be fine.”

He’d have to take her word for it and climbed on the bed with her.

She snuggled up against his side. “What’s on your mind?”

“Lots of things,” she said. “I just want to talk and you can listen. Or add to it. I hope you add to it.”

“I will,” he said.

“I talked to my sister about you,” she said.

“You did?”

“Yes. She asked how life was going and I told her. It was hard to say one thing without the other. You know, the fact that I can’t carry a ladder or mow my lawn without sending puffs of black smoke into the air.”

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