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  Mike’s dark eyes were not unreadable anymore. No sirree bob. They were filled with a palpable heat. She could feel his chest vibrate from his words as he said, “I’ve always been better at show not tell.”

  Just as Nikki was trying to come up with a witty comeback that would somehow segue into them making their way inside her room he captured her mouth with a hungry urgency. His full lips pressed against hers firmly, claiming her. Engulfing her.

  She was only vaguely aware of the key card slipping from her hand. She heard a click in the lock and the next thing she knew they were inside her room and she was pressed up against the wall as the door shut.

  Her arms flew around Mike’s neck as he rocked his solid body into hers. As her lips parted and she opened to him, his soft velvety tongue met hers. She shivered from his touch as his fingers raked through her hair and their tongues brushed across each other. His hands fisted at the base of her neck and he tugged with just enough pressure to cause an explosion of tingles to course through her entire body. She gasped. Her head fell back giving him better access to her mouth. His large hands cradled her, firmly holding her in place.

  Mike slowed the frenzied pace of their kiss. He methodically tamed what had started as fiercely frantic with slow, languorous kisses. He tongue glided sensuously inside her, exploring her thoroughly. She felt as if he was absorbing her very essence into his cells.

  She’d been kissed plenty of times before but never like this. Never with such a deep insatiable need. The way he kissed her made her feel more than just desired or needed, it made her feel craved.

  Her tongue met his in an erotic dance. Licking. Tasting. Probing.

  She didn’t think she would ever be able to get enough from this kiss. It was fanning a wild fire of desire that was spreading through her rapidly. Her body wanted more. Was screaming for more.

  She heard a desperate whimper escape from her throat and an answering moan vibrated through Mike’s body. She felt it as much as she heard it.

  She rocked her pelvis into his straining erection, she moaned as she felt his hands move down her body. When he reached her hips, his strong fingers pulled her firmly against him. The friction of their bodies rubbing together, fully clothed as their mouths met in unrestrained desperate need, caused a carnal ache deep in her core.

  Breaking their kiss all too soon Mike rested his forehead against hers. Their ragged breathing the only sound in the silent room. “That is what I was thinking about doing to you,” he gritted out.

  “Is that all?” she asked breathlessly. She really hoped not.

  Mike chuckled with amusement as his fingers dug harder into in her hips.

  She really hadn’t meant the question to be funny but she loved the sound of Mike’s laughter, especially when it was combined with the feeling of him gripping her tighter.

  “What am I gonna do with you?” he asked shaking his head slightly with amusement in his eyes.

  “I have some ideas,” she teased as she batted her eyelashes at him. She loved the fact that they could be so consumed by passion in one second and seamlessly ease into a flirtatious banter in the next.

  Unfortunately, Mike did not seem as happy about that fact. His jaw flinched and his entire body stilled. “My life is…complicated.”

  Nikki looked into his eyes, they looked tortured. The pain in his expression broke her heart. She had no idea what could possibly be so complicated that it was tearing him up inside unless… Could her instincts have betrayed her? Could she have been wrong about him?

  Her back stiffened and her blood ran cold as she asked, “You are single. Right?”

  He let out a forced laugh, “Yes. I am single. I’m not even casually dating anyone.”

  Nikki released a breath that she hadn’t even realized that she’d been holding. Relief washed over her and her blood wasted no time heating back up. She wasn’t sure what was haunting him, what could possibly be so serious that he was holding back but in this moment she really didn’t care.

  Just spending time with Mike may have been enough for her a few minutes ago. But that had been before he’d kissed her. Now, she wanted more. And if there was one thing that Nikki prided herself on, it was the fact that she had no problem whatsoever asking for what she wanted.

  “Do you want me?” she asked bluntly.

  His jaw flinched once again and he let out a hiss as he rocked his hard length into her, “Does that answer your question.”

  “So, let me get this straight,” she said as she rolled her hips seductively against his manhood.

  He moaned as his eyes became heavy lidded, “Nikki.” She loved the sound of her name on his lips, even if it was meant to be a warning. She was going to love hearing it even more when he was buried inside of her.

  She lifted up on her tippy toes and lightly grazed her lips against his. “I want you,” she whispered as she ran her tongue along the seam of his mouth. “You want me.” She pressed her lips against his with a feathery light kiss before continuing, “We are both single, consenting adults alone in a hotel room.” She lightly nipped at his bottom lip. “All that matters is us, right here right now. It’s that simple. Nothing about this is complicated.”

  A flash of something that Nikki couldn’t quite identify crossed his face. For a moment she thought that he might push her away and walk out. She didn’t even want to think about what that would feel like. If he walked out the door and left. She had no idea how she could possibly need someone—who she had met just a few hours ago!—more than she needed her next breath, but she did.

  Her pulse raced in excitement and fear. Never before had she been in this kind of a situation. Men generally wanted her and if she wanted them it was pretty much on-like-Donkey-Kong. This waiting for the jury to deliberate and the verdict to come in was giving her way to much time to think. Questions began running through her mind like the ticker tape of the NYSE.

  If Mike left would she survive?

  Yes.

  Would it hurt more than just her pride if he walked out that door?

  Yes.

  Was she emotionally invested?

  Yes.

  Would she ever forget him?

  No.

  If he stayed would this be just another one night stand?

  No.

  Would one night with him be enough?

  Hell no!

  What was happening between them?

  Not a clue.

  “Mike?” she didn’t even recognize her voice as she said his name.

  “You’re right,” he nodded decisively.

  “What?” His response caused confusion to swim in her head. It jumped right into the pool of questions.

  Was he saying that she was right about his name being Mike?

  His lips turned up and the panty-melting-tingle-inducing smile was back in full effect. “It’s not complicated at all.”

  With that declaration Mike scooped Nikki up in his strong arms. Her legs instinctively wrapped around his waist, her arms gripped his shoulders, her head nuzzled into his neck as she giggled while he carried her across the room. She couldn’t remember the last time that she had giggled. But she also couldn’t remember the last time she’s been giddy either and she was definitely giddy.

  She felt herself being lowered down to the bed and as soon as she felt the mattress beneath, Mike stood up and her legs and arms fell beside her. Looking up, Mike’s large frame was illuminated by the sliver of moonlight slipping into the room where the curtains parted.

  His stance silently communicated power and control. Nikki could easily be the aggressor in these situations. In fact, normally she preferred it that way. If she was the initiator, the one calling the shots, then she could practically guarantee that she would get what she wanted out of the experience. It was like the old saying goes; if you want something done right, do it yourself.

  Nikki never understood women that didn’t take the lead in the bedroom and then complained that their sexual encounters were unfulfilling. Contr
ary to popular belief men were not mind readers with a built in map to your erogenous zones. They needed direction, guidance. At least the men that she had been with did. Until now.

  Something about Mike told her that he would be plenty capable of giving her pleasure. Maybe it was the capable look in his eye. Maybe it was the way he’d kissed her. Maybe it was some kind of pheromone phenomenon. Whatever it was Nikki knew one thing for certain, she trusted him implicitly with her body.

  She watched, mesmerized by his movements, as he loosened his tie and unbuttoned the top button of his shirt. Nikki felt her mouth go dry as her heart pounded in her chest. He laid his tie down after folding it in half and reached into his back pocket pulling out his wallet and removing a condom before setting them both down on the nightstand.

  His movements were measured and unrushed. Calculated. Methodical. And it was a potent aphrodisiac. Nikki had no idea how Mike was managing to push every one of her erotically charged buttons without even touching her. But he was. Her body shivered in delicious anticipation.

  Moving at the same unhurried speed, Mike removed both of Nikki’s high heeled boots. As much as she was enjoying this slow seduction, she was pulsing with need and desperately wanted to feel his naked body against hers. She began unbuttoning her jeans to speed the process along when she felt his large hands cover hers.

  His fingers wrapped around her wrists and he moved her arms back beside her body. His eyes and touch silently communicating for her to leave them there. Not move a muscle. Her stomach dropped. For a brief second Nikki wasn’t actually sure if she could surrender that much control. A realization hit her that as much as she believed that the only reason she normally grabbed the reigns in the bedroom was for her own satisfaction, it might also be because she wasn’t capable of giving someone else that kind of power over her.

  That train of thought lasted about as long as it took Mike to unbutton her pants and slide them down her legs, dissipating any worry that she would be able to relinquish control to his capable hands. The second he had them off of her he gently spread her legs apart and a thrill ran through her from the tip of her head to the very bottom of her toes.

  She still wore her sweater, bra, and panties. Her breath was shallow and fast as she lay flat on her back with her legs spread out before Mike’s hungry gaze. This was beyond turning her on. Oh yeah, she could let him take the lead. At least for now.

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  As Mike looked down at Nikki he could barely contain the urge to rip off his clothes and drive himself into her warmth. But the second he’d made the decision that this was in fact going to happen he’d also decided that he was going to savor it. Prolong the experience as much as he could.

  Nights like these didn’t come along that often. In fact, in his thirty-four years he’d never experienced a night like this. He may have just met Nikki but he knew she was special. What they shared, even if it was just chemistry, was special. He wanted to treat it as such.

  He was painfully aware of the fact that they might only have this one night. He wanted it to be perfect. His only shot at doing this right was to keep his clothes on. For now.

  Reaching down he wrapped his fingers around her toned calves and pulled her closer to him. She was still lying down flat on her back but now her legs were bent at the knees, hanging off the side of the bed. Her hair was also spread out around her, perfectly framing her beautiful face. She looked like an angel.

  Her eyes were filled with desire and she bit her bottom lip letting out a sigh that shot straight to his groin. Mike lowered himself; kneeling down on the floor he ran his hands up the soft skin of her inner thighs. They quivered beneath his touch. He loved the stark contrast between his tanned hands and her creamy skin.

  His mouth watered as his gaze landed on her mound covered only by see-through white lace. He could see her small dark patch of hair just above her swollen sex and the sensual outline of her feminine lips.

  As his palms smoothly slid up her soft flesh he ran his thumbs over her panties, rubbing lightly over her lace covered core. At the light contact her hips bucked into his touch. He pressed harder and felt her wetness seep through the delicate material causing his dick to jump in his pants, begging for attention. He ignored his body’s response.

  He rubbed up and down her center, alternating light and firm pressure. She began writhing beneath his caress, growing more and more damp with each pass of his fingers. Mike loved how responsive her body was to his touch.

  He hadn’t been with anyone since Lizzie and they had been together for six years. Which in hindsight he realized was about five and a half years too many. Their sex life had been fine but nothing like this. Even in the beginning it hadn’t held this kind of sizzling electricity.

  Nikki’s hips began moving with greater urgency and he heard her say his name in a quiet plea for release. Knowing exactly what she needed, he hooked his fingers beneath the strings at the side of her hips and slowly pulled down the thin material. She lifted her knees and he slipped them down her calves and off her feet.

  He leaned forward and pressed a soft kiss to each one of her knees before guiding her legs back down and spreading them so that they set on either side of his body. His eyes fell on her feminine flesh glistening with desire.

  He heard a groan rip from his chest as he lowered his mouth and covered her soft dewy flesh with a hot wet open mouth kiss. He relished her sweet taste as he licked her seam intimately. She cried out in pleasure with each hot pass of his tongue.

  He felt her fingers dig into his hair as her hips moved beneath his mouth. He licked up her center and focused his attention up to her sensitized nub. Her breathing was coming in short pants as she whimpered and moaned as he sensually suckled the neediest part of her.

  He could feel as tremors began to race through her body. He knew that she was close to the edge, but he also knew that he wanted to feel her come. Moving his hand back up her thigh he ran his index finger up and down her slick opening. He smiled against her as her legs spread even wider for him, opening in invitation.

  Pushing just the tip of his finger inside her tight passage he felt her inner muscles flutter around his finger. She gripped his hair tighter as she gasped and he pushed his finger deeper in her heat. Expressions of pleasure and explicit encouragement slipping out of her mouth between gasps, whimpers and moans.

  He worked his finger in and out of her as he continued the suctioning swirl of his tongue around the hood of her sex. He felt her body spasm as a rush of moisture covered his finger, coating him in her arousal.

  His mouth and fingers were unrelenting, drawing out her release until the last spasms jerked through her. He only stopped when he felt her body go limp with release.

  Standing to his feet he began unbuttoning his shirt as he watched her breathing start to slow. Her eyes opened and he saw that she was trying to focus her gaze as she returned back to reality.

  “Hi.” He smiled down at her laid out before him, still clothed in her sweater but completely bare otherwise.

  “Hi,” she managed to squeak out. Lifting her arms she ran her hands through her hair. “That was…so…amazing.”

  “Yes,” he easily agreed, “it was.”

  But it was about to get better.

  He removed his shirt, pants, and boxers quickly and efficiently laying them over the chair beside the nightstand. When he turned back to Nikki he saw that she was propped up on her elbows with an open mouthed wide eyed expression on her beautiful face. He glanced down to see what could be the cause of it. All he saw was him. Nothing that would cause alarm or be out of the ordinary.

  “Holy shit,” Nikki said in awe, “your body is insane. It’s perfect.”

  A smile tugged at Mike’s mouth. Not because of the compliment, although that was nice hear, no he was grinning from ear to ear because he just couldn’t get over how Nikki said whatever she was feeling. Thinking. She seemed to have zero filter. He loved it.

  “You need to be naked,” Mike said a
s he reached down and roughly pulled the red sweater off of Nikki’s body then he removed her bra. A huge smile spread across her face and her golden eyes danced with excitement as she fell back against the mattress. The movement caused her breasts to jiggle and Mike’s erection pulsed with a throbbing ache of need.

  “Damn,” he said reverently looking down at her perfect mounds, the hourglass shape of her torso, the flair of her hips and her long toned legs, “you are almost too sexy.”

  Her smile grew even bigger and a flush rose on her cheeks. The innocence of her blush spurred him to action. Grabbing the condom he had set on the nightstand he tore it open and sheathed himself. Then moving over Nikki, he aligned their bodies. She felt so perfect lying beneath him. His arms framed her face and he felt her hands roaming up and down his back.

  Looking down into her glistening eyes he was overwhelmed with the desire to remember this moment. To catalog everything. Her hair. Her skin. Her eyes. Her mouth. He threaded his fingers through her silken hair, tilting her head up towards him at the same time he rolled his hips sliding his throbbing shaft against the slick outer folds of her sex.

  She moaned and he leaned down, reclaiming her mouth in a long, drugging kiss. She gasped, parting her lips and his tongue met hers in a sweeping thrust. Her nails dug into his shoulders as he deepened their kiss. His tongue stroking hers with insatiable desire. Hot lust whipped through him as he felt her naked body writhing against his while he fed on the sweetness of her mouth.

  His body was wound tight with need and he knew if he entered her now he wouldn’t be able to control his pace. He would take her hard and rough. Which definitely had its place in the bedroom but he wanted to draw this out. To get every ounce of pleasure and enjoyment possible.

  Breaking their intimate kiss, he moved his mouth across her jaw trailing kisses down her neck. Licking and nipping the soft skin below her ear all the way down to her collarbone. As he continued down, he brushed his lips across her rose-tipped peaks as he cupped her breasts in his hands. Squeezing and massaging the soft swells of her flesh as he teased her nipples with swipes of his tongue.