Page 18 of Love Me Forever

I felt his pelvis move against my ass on every thrust. As he slid in faster and faster, his knees pressed into the mattress right next to my thighs. Belatedly, I realized he'd let go of my hands, and I could grab the sheet fully to brace myself. I wanted to touch him, too, but I felt like I might come apart from so much pleasure. Then I felt the mattress cave. He pressed my thighs closer together.

I felt somehow even fuller, and I didn’t think that was possible. I climaxed hard and heard him cry out my name between grunts. He exploded seconds later while I thrashed around the bed.

He slowly pulled out and lay next to me as I rolled over. We were both on our backs, drawing in deep breaths. I took immense enjoyment in the fact that he seemed just as exhausted as I was.

"This evening took an unexpected turn," I said when I finally found my voice again. "I didn't think we'd fall into water."

He turned toward me, cocking a brow. A smile played on his lips. "Falling in water was unexpected but not this?”

“No, I totally expected you to seduce me. I have to say, though, I didn't expect that I'd give in, but you make a compelling case.”

“Compelling." He sounded stunned.

"I'm trying to use business terminology like you do. The knee-weakening moves were on point. The swooning too. The rapid pulse was through the roof. Textbook seduction. I displayed all the symptoms."

He burst out laughing, and I joined him.

"Oh God, this was a fun evening."

And then I remembered. "Oh my God, your clothes. Wait, let me just start the dryer, okay? The washing machine and dryer are in the bathroom."

He came with me into the bathroom, taking off the condom and tossing it in the bin. While I set the dryer, he gathered all his clothes, throwing them in.

"Just one machine?" he asked.

"Yeah, it's a two-in-one thing. Saves space. It's pretty good." I set the program, which took two hours, then looked up at him. "Can you stay for two more hours?"

He grinned wolfishly. "I was planning on staying the whole night unless you want to kick me out."

"Didn't even occur to me."

“Great.”

After we refreshed at the sink, he came up behind me, kissing the back of my neck. I liked seeing him naked in my bungalow. I liked this ease between us, but I wasn't fooling myself. I knew it was simple because we didn't have any expectations, and it was glorious.

"So, what's your plan for convincing the manager?"

"I found my angle," he said confidently. I imagined he was a man who got exactly what he wanted every time. Even if the opposing party wasn't inclined to agree, he'd be patient enough to find his angle, as he called it, and then he was relentless. "But I'm not in a hurry to get back to Chicago."

"You're not?" I said, sounding surprised to my own ears. "But you said the sooner you can wrap it up, the quicker you’ll be able to leave."

He looked me straight in the eyes through the mirror. He was drawing small circles with his fingers on my shoulders. My knees started to feel weak again. How could I be so sensitive to him? Thank heavens I had an unopened box of condoms in the drawer next to the sink. I’d forgotten about it when we were in the shower.

"I thought about a pleasant way to spend the rest of the week with a very fascinating woman I met recently."

"Oh." I felt my cheeks blush, which was ridiculous. I was naked in front of him. "Does that pleasant way include more orgasms?”

"Fuck yes."

"Then I'm in."

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