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Authors: Sandra Bunino

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Stephanie could kick herself for wasting so much time on Gary. She almost immediately regretted the decision to marry her on-again off-again college boyfriend after graduation from Boston University. There were no all nighters or wild times in her twenties for Stephanie. They barely had time to go on a proper honeymoon because they landed great jobs in Boston immediately, bought a house in the suburbs, and got right to work. With the exception of the frat party in her freshman year, where she got way too drunk and slept with the president of the fraternity, she never had a random hook-up. She didn’t have much experience in the sex department either. Was Gary right and she wasn’t talented in the bedroom? She approached the double doors, placed her hand on the knob, but lost her nerve and retreated back into the bedroom.

 

* * * * *

 

Seated on the couch, Jason’s head whipped toward the bedroom door when he thought he’d heard the doorknob turn. Did he hear small footsteps walking away from the door? Just as well, he thought. He knew he couldn’t show the restraint he forced on himself since they entered the suite. His mind played a tug of war game with him. Every ounce of his being wanted to barge through those doors, take her into his arms and for starters, sip from her delicious lips again. He couldn’t shake the memory of the kiss they shared on the dance floor. Mind-blowing electricity flowed from his mouth straight to his cock. Yet, he couldn’t do it. Stephanie simply was not the “one-nighter” kind of girl.  No, she was definitely the long-term relationship type. Those were the kind of women Jason usually walked, correction, ran away from. Women like that expected a relationship, something he was incapable of at this time of his life. Plus, what was he thinking, she’s married for Christ’s sake.

 

Jason knew he should get up, leave the suite and not look back, but somehow he couldn’t. Stephanie intrigued him like no other -- her eyes, her scent, her soft, delicious lips. Shit! He was wound tight. Leaning forward, he laced his fingers in his hair, his elbows resting on his knees when he heard the click of the turning knob. He turned his head in her direction, his eyes traveled from those beautiful stilettos, up to eyes revealing a fire that almost scared him.

 

 

 

Chapter 3

 

 

 

“This is an interesting predicament we’re in,” she said softly as she strode to the sofa.

 

Jason couldn’t take his eyes off of her.  “How so?”

 

“Well, there’s no power or cell service, no way to contact the outside world, and there’s you and me. The way I see it, the night belongs to us and we can do with it whatever we want.”  She stood directly in front of him now.

 

Jason rose and took her face into his hands; his mouth was so close to hers that she felt his sweet breath on her lips. “What do you want, Stef? You need to tell me.”

 

Stephanie tried to clear the fog in her head. This wasn’t harmless flirting anymore; it was the real thing. Her failed relationship came to mind again. She and Gary never really had a good marriage, and it came to an abrupt end because of a circumstance similar to this. One night not too long ago, Gary admitted to having an affair with one of his coworkers. She regretted wasting so much time with him. God, I’m thirty years old and have never had great, mind-blowing sex.

 

Here she was with a random hottie in her arms, not to mention the fact that she was cut off from the rest of the world.  It was the perfect storm. This was an ideal opportunity to shed her insecurities and move on with her life. She lifted her eyes to meet his, licked her lips seductively and whispered, “I want you.”

 

His mouth was on hers and he kissed her slow and soft. Pulling away, Jason looked into her eyes.

 

“I don’t want to hurt you. I can’t promise you anything, you know, after tonight. But I can tell that you’ve been neglected, and I get the feeling you’ve not been satisfied in a very long time. I can remedy that situation for you.” He pulled her close and whispered in her ear, “You will not be disappointed.”

 

He was so very right, her ex-husband, Gary, was a selfish lover throughout her marriage and their sex was lackluster to say the least. Stephanie’s heart raced as she tilted her head toward his lips. Her fingers stroked the back of his neck and raked through the ends of his hair. Now that all doubt melted away, she felt the heat from the desire that grew between her legs evidenced by the dampness in her panties.

 

Jason slowly unbuttoned her blouse and slipped it off her shoulders. His fingers traveled downward and stopped in the valley between her breasts. Lightly, he brushed the fabric of her bra, the only barrier between his hands and her skin. Heat from his touch invoked a feeling of intense desire that flooded her head. Her mind filled with thoughts of how his tongue would feel circling her breasts. Her remaining clothing felt restrictive, and she reached behind and unzipped her skirt, letting it fall to the ground. Wearing only a lacy white bra and thong panties along with her heels, she watched as Jason consumed her with his eyes.

 

His gaze moved slow and deliberate from her sexy high heels to her face. He lifted her chin with his thumb and forefinger. “You are so beautiful,” he said as her eyes met his.

 

Stephanie leaned in to kiss him, but instead of returning the kiss he lowered himself to the couch leaving her standing in front of him, his sultry stare locked on her. She felt exposed and self-conscious for a split second. But as he lifted her left leg and brought her heeled foot up next to him, she lost her inhibitions. Stephanie’s flesh burned from his stare. She ached to be touched, to be pleased.

 

Stephanie sucked in a breath as his fingers traveled from her foot up to her knee and finally caressed the inside of her thigh. She exhaled and felt all the tension leaving her body. Jason pulled aside her lace panties and his fingers gently teased her by moving closer then further away from her slick folds. Stephanie moaned softly and bent her knee to get closer. Her skin tingled and her body yearned for him to continue.

 

“Stephanie, look at me, sweetheart. What do you want?”

 

She looked down at his dangerous smile and eyes that sparkled in the candlelight. “I want to feel you inside me, Jay.” Her hands were at his lap caressing the bulge in his pants, but he grabbed her wrists and brought them back up to his shoulders.

 

“Not yet. Patience, sweet Stephanie. This is all for you. I want you to tell me what you want.”

 

His fingers did nothing more than lightly skim across her slickness and down her inner thighs. She understood what it would take to get what she wanted, what she needed.

 

“I want you to slide your fingers deep inside me.”

 

He did as she asked, slowly and deliberately, which made her moan with pleasure. “And then?” he asked.

 

Stephanie voiced exactly what she wanted. Through moans and hitched breath she explained what he needed to do. When she stopped talking, Jason stopped moving. This act of articulating and receiving what she wanted made her wild with desire. Demanding passion built inside her, climbing higher with every stroke of his hand. The sensation of his fingers deep inside her at the same time his other hand was attending gently to her clit brought her closer to the craving she had been denied for so long. “Faster,” she demanded.

 

“No,” he said. “Slower.”

 

Her breath was shallow and her moans louder.  She couldn’t hold back any longer. Her release came strong and fast. She breathlessly called out his name as her inner walls contracted around his fingers. She arched her back as waves of climax wracked her body.

 

 

 

Chapter 4

 

 

 

Stephanie felt the past year of pain and heartache release from her body with Jason’s touch. It had been a long time since she felt like this. Hell, who was she kidding? She’d never felt anything like this before. The hours and thousands of dollars she spent at therapy, coming to terms with her failed relationship, paled in effectiveness to what his fingers accomplished. She grinned, thinking she should have found a Mr. Tall, Dark and Handsome long ago.

 

Jason stood and took her into his arms. “You’re smiling. Should I take that as a good sign?”

 

Stephanie nodded. “Definitely a good sign.”

 

“Stef, I know that you don’t do things like this. I’ll leave right now, just say the word. But I assure you that if you want to continue down this path tonight, you will not regret it. Never for a moment will you regret it.”

 

This was the point where she could turn back. Sure, she could ask him to leave now, but the floodgates of a long-stifled passion were just opened, and she needed more, so much more. She felt as if he had a spell on her.

 

A piercing crack of thunder shook the windows and suddenly Stephanie’s senses came alive. At that moment everything was magnified; the sound of driving rain and the palms hitting the glass windowpane, the smell of flowers, candles and his sexy musk. She whispered, “I want this, Jason.” Taking his hand, Stephanie led him to the candlelit bedroom.

 

They kissed softly as Stephanie slid her hands under his shirt and placed her hands on his washboard abs, inching up to his chest. His warmth gave her strength and courage. Every kiss and touch built up her confidence and brought her closer to the realization she was indeed beautiful and desirable.

 

His body was warm and wonderful and she needed it against her skin. Traveling downward, her hand sought to find the source of the growing hardness that teased at her hips. Tentatively, she pressed her palm against the bulge in his pants. Both the heat coursing through her hand and the low groan escaping from his lips, as he hungrily searched out her tongue, surprised her. He grabbed her wrists and brought them to her sides.

 

“Not so fast,” he whispered. His breath was warm and raspy.

 

He turned her around so that she was facing a mirror opposite the bed. With her back against his chest, she watched their reflection as he skimmed his fingers over her bra and ran lightly up and down her taut belly. Her knees went weak when he slipped his fingers inside her panties.

 

Stephanie admired the way her white lace panties and bra glowed against her skin. He was a hulking presence behind her narrow frame, and she sighed as his hand moved further between her legs. Jason bathed her with light kisses as his mouth moved up her neck to her ear.

 

“You are amazing,” he whispered. “If you were mine, I would spend every night worshipping your body and every day making you the happiest woman on Earth.”

 

Stephanie knew it was a line, but at that moment it was the sexiest thing he could ever say to her. Moaning softly, she turned her head to meet his lips. She reached her hand up and ran her fingers through his hair as she leaned back into his stiff erection. Stephanie’s heart pounded in her chest when Jason groaned and kissed her with a hunger she never experienced. She couldn’t wait to take him.  She needed him inside her. Stephanie turned around, stripped off his shirt and pressed her body against his heated flesh. Her hands traced the muscles in his shoulders and traveled down the smooth planes of his back. Jason’s body shuddered from her touch. His breath hitched as he whispered her name in her ear. She burned with passion. Her body yearned for him to possess her.

 

Unhooking her bra, his tongue caressed her neck and skimmed downward to encircle her breasts as he slipped off her panties. She pulled him down with her onto the bed and felt the crisp, cool sheets under her burning body. Hastily, she unbuttoned his pants as he removed a condom from his wallet. Taking his erection into her hands, the anticipation of knowing she would soon have him made her pussy wet with desire. He lifted her chin so that she was eye to eye with him. “Last chance. I won’t be able to stop -- not sure that I can even stop now.”

 

She moved further up the bed and leaned back onto her elbows so that her dark hair fanned across her breasts, and raised her eyebrows. “Come and get me, Jay.”

 

Stephanie watched through a veil of eyelashes as he rolled the condom on, his eyes never wavered from hers. She saw that look before, always between other couples. It was the look of unbridled lust. The look that told the other they would be ravished as soon as they were alone. Jason had that look and it pierced through her body. She sensed he could hold back no longer. Lowering himself over her, he plunged into her suddenly and deeply. Stephanie’s body accepted him willingly, and she fisted the sheets at her side as he thrust his thickness into her soft, heated core. Electricity flowed through her and their bodies connected as if they were one. He teased her by rocking slow. Stephanie lifted her hips as she hungered for more.

 

“Wrap your legs around me,” he said. She did and in one fluid movement he flipped around so that she was on top straddling his body.

 

She loved this position because she was able to see his strong arms and chest in action. Touching his hands that were wrapped around her waist, her fingertips traced the muscles up his arms to his solid shoulders. She held onto his shoulders and circled her hips so that she felt his cock in just the right spot inside her. He huskily growled her name and his eyes locked on hers.

 

Jason’s hands went from her waist up the sides of her stomach to cup her breasts. She smiled with anticipation at the sensation of his fingertips moving slowly down her flat stomach. Stopping low on her belly, his thumb continued to trail down to find her most sweet spot. Jason teased her with gentle touches and finally circled her clit with his thumb, instantly, eliciting a soft moan.

 

She reached her peak and bent her head down so she could taste him as she came. Shuddering as he sucked her tongue into his mouth, Stephanie’s pussy swelled with her release. Her climax pounded through her body as waves of hot liquid poured down his shaft. Jason held her tight, fisting her hair as she felt his climax pulsing into her channel.

 

Afterward, they lay side by side trying to catch their breath, their bodies glistening with sweat.

 

“Wow,” was all he could say.

 

“Thank you,” she said softly.

 

Jason laughed. “I should be the one thanking you.”

 

“No, you were right. Earlier you said you could tell I hadn’t been satisfied in a long time. My husband works a lot and there was never, um, is never much time for me. That is completely evident when we’re in bed.” She turned to look at him. “What about you? Ever been married?”

 

“No. My work has me traveling most of the time. It’s hard to maintain a long term relationship under those circumstances.”

 

“So you must have a girl in every port, so to speak.”

 

“Why do you assume I have all of these women at my disposal?”

 

“Well, for one thing, this suite.” The bedroom was beautifully decorated with candles and flowers. Stephanie scanned the room. “You expect me to believe that this is the first time you’ve done this? The candles, flowers, wine -- you planned all of this within minutes.”

 

“I’m a planner. It’s what I do for a living. My company designs and builds upscale residential communities. I’m involved with the design aspect and I develop floor plans based on the wants and needs of my clients. I read people and know what they want.”

 

“This is what you think I want?”

 

“This is what you deserve. As I said in the elevator, I don’t understand how your husband lets you out of his sight.”

 

Stephanie looked away, remembering her lie.

 

Jason cupped her cheek. “Hey, hey, look at me. Damn, I shouldn’t have said that. Forget I mentioned him. It’s just you and me, Stef, for the rest of the night.” He kissed the tip of her nose.

 

“It was great, wasn’t it?”  She asked.

 

“Was? Oh, sweet Stephanie, we’re not done. We have the whole night ahead of us. I’m not going to let you go that fast.”

 

Stephanie laughed. “I don’t think I can.”

 

“Now, you and I both know that’s not true.”

 

She nestled her back into his warm chest and loved the feeling of his arms around her waist. “Right again.”

 

Jason’s body surrounded her and she felt him getting hard again. The tip of his cock sought her slick folds. Stephanie closed her eyes, exhausted, but a renewed sense of arousal stimulated her as he took possession over her body from behind.

 

Jason gently guided Stephanie to her knees. He cupped her breasts in both hands and his warm, wet lips traveled up her neck to linger at her ear. “I want you from behind, Stef,” he whispered.

 

Stefanie closed her eyes. She was surprised that she was not satiated after two mind blowing orgasms. In fact, they had the opposite effect because she was hungry for more.

 

Jason nudged her further up the bed and placed her hands on the top of the headboard. His hand was on her ass, and she felt the tip of his cock penetrate her pussy once more. She moaned as Jason slowly ran his fingertips from her breast, down her belly to find her clit. She reached her hand around to his neck and pulled him close. “How do you know just what I want?” she whispered. Jason bucked and thrust deeper. Raw emotion poured from her mouth, as a result of the combination of his cock and fingers that even surprised her until she couldn’t hold on any longer. She yelled out his name as her release came hard and sudden. Jason’s climax followed immediately. They remained still for a moment and she heard nothing but the beating of her heart and the sound of their breathing.

 

“Where have you been all my life, Stef,” he whispered breathlessly in her ear.

 
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