Clothes came off as if we were in a race. I touched my lips against the skin on his chest, moving lower. Suddenly, he bent and lifted my naked body into the air. My eyes widened in surprise. He grinned, kissing my lips as he carried me to his bed.

He lied me down on the comforter and kissed my neck. I moaned, loving his lips against my skin.

His kisses began to lower. He suckled one nipple and then the other while his hands roamed the rest of my body. When his mouth reached my stomach, I sat up on my elbows and slid back. He crawled onto the mattress between my legs, kneeling and looking down at me. He then pressed his body against mine, kissing my lips once again. His tongue slid against mine, making my whole body sing.

I pushed his shoulders down and a wicked grin slipped onto his face as he held himself up with his arms and stared into my eyes. Ever so sensually, he kissed my skin, moving lower down my body as I pushed him, trying to speed him along.

Nestled between my spread legs, his tongue barely touched me. I ran my fingers through his hair, loving the soft, fullness of it. He started licking me more insistently, running his tongue from bottom to top, and then back again. Heat rushed between my legs, sensitizing my clitoris as he nibbled and teased at the tiny nub, sending me waves of pleasure.

He thrust a finger inside me, wiggling it and almost pushing me over the edge. I groaned, arching my back and lifting my hips into the air.

“You taste so good,” he murmured, breathing heavily.

My own breaths were fast and furious, and my heart pounded

. The rest of the world faded away as he slid another finger in to join the first, making them danced together inside of me.

“Warren,” I squealed.

“Yes, baby. Come for me.”

The sound of his voice took me to that special place. My mind exploded as my body convulsed, ecstasy running through me. I looked down to find him staring up at me.

“Fuck me like it’s our last,” I said.

I would never forget the look that came over his face—a combination of lust, love, hunger, and trust.

He entered me quickly, his condom-covered cock sliding in easily. All the feelings of pleasure built up once again as he pushed in and out, faster and harder with each stroke.

I ran my hands over his strong arms as they held him up. The look of determination on his face almost did me in, and for a moment, I saw myself spending the rest of my life with him.

Our bodies moved together as one. He lifted my legs into the air, pounding with more ferocity.

My second orgasm hit quickly and unexpectedly. I felt him throbbing deeply inside of me as I came, my muscles clenching around him as he kept going.

“Yes, baby,” I cried, delirious with pleasure.

His face contorted and his eyes narrowed. “Fuck!” he cried out as he came.

I had never seen him lose his composure before. The physical side of our relationship had somehow merged with the emotional, making the sex that much better.

His stroke slowed before finally stopping. He pulled out of me and I kissed him before he moved to lie beside me. We both stared up at the ceiling, enjoying the afterglow.

“Now that was a good afternoon,” I said.

He laughed, his chest rising and falling as he caught his breath. “Yes. That was unreal.”

“It keeps getting better,” I said, my hand on his thigh.

“You can say that again.” He placed his hand on top of mine.

“I’m not ready to go back to work tomorrow,” I said with a sigh.

“Thanks for calling off today and going with me.”

“I want to help with this. I mean, if I can get the story…I want to make sure you’re safe.”

He rolled over on his side and stared into my eyes. “You mean a lot to me, Rose. More than any woman before.”

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