Page 48 of Unexpected Adventures

I bring my hands to his glorious chest as he keeps his hands on me. “Thank you for being as gentle as you could be. For giving me one earth-shattering experience I’ll never forget.”

“You’re welcome.” He kisses me, slowly, thoroughly. As the water falls over us, around us, the kiss grows more intense, and the steam being made is just as much from us as it is the hot water.

He pulls his mouth away, moving to my ear. “I’d love a repeat in the shower, but I think that should wait for another time.”

I begin to protest, only to have him lay a quick one on my lips and a light smack on my rear.

“Hey!” I laugh.

“Let’s get washed and dried. I have some sheets to change.”

I blush deeply and try to hide my embarrassment, but Shaun intercepts me, holding my face so that I have no choice but to look at him. “Hey, don’t be embarrassed. Fact of nature.”His lips move to mine and my eyelids droop. He lingers for a moment before he speaks again. “I hope it was all you could hope for, Abby.”

I lick my lips as I watch him. “It was more.” His smile nearly makes me come undone. I rise up to kiss him this time, wrapping my arms around his waist. I break the contact of our lips and press mine into his chest, above his heart. We hold each other for a second before each of us steps back.

Shaun reaches around me for the soap and squirts it across my breasts. I grin as he sets the bottle down and begins to work it across my chest and shoulders.

“You’re really working up a lather there,” I tease.

“You have no idea,” he groans.

“Shaun…” My hands try to reach his groin.

He halts his movements, his gaze intense. “Are you sure?”

“Yes.” I lick my lips. I gently squeeze his already thickening rod, coaxing a long sigh from him. “If we’re going to change the sheets, might as well really make it worth it.”

His wicked grin sends a thrill through me. He quickly turns me around to rinse the soap before turning off the water. He ushers me out of the shower and we don’t even bother to grab towels.

I race ahead of him to the bed, jumping on it, grinning wildly. Shaun stops at the night stand to retrieve another condom, his penis erect. Ready and eager. I watch as he covers himself again, anticipating him over me… penetrating me, bringing me to pleasurable heights.

What he does next shocks me, thrills me. He stalks to the bed and flips me onto my stomach. His right hand reaches under my belly, lifting me. As I go to my knees, his left hand slides across my back and bottom, teasing the folds of my rear. I gasp, and before I can protest, he continues his slide down the back of my thighs, all while his right hand finds my slick heat.He teases, flicks, pinches, sending my body into a rhythmic dance he keeps pace with.

He’s charging my body, bringing it up to full power. He guides himself between my cheeks, lifting me higher with is hand on my abdomen. I rear up, literally, giving him easier access to my center. He pushes inside me, eliciting groans from both of us. I clutch the sheets, dipping my head. He strokes in and out while he lovingly tortures my clit.

Again the pressure builds, the feeling of euphoria already threatening deliciously. We move in sync, our slick skin nearly fusing together. One more flick of his finger and my world is exploding, my insides clenching. One more strong thrust from him and we shatter.

We vibrate together, mini-thrusts keeping our bodies locked with one another. As the tidal wave subsides, Shaun leans down, pressing a kiss to my back before pulling out. I collapse on the bed, turning my face to the side. Once again, he goes into the bathroom to rid himself of the condom. Only this time he returns and manages to usher me under the covers. We don’t bother with anything else other than holding one another close as he places an arm over my head and the other around me. I snuggle into him, and I can’t help but think of Denise’s words before sleep claims me with a smile on my face.

Lightning has struck.

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Good Lord, did someone get the license plate number to the truck that ran me over?There had to have been plenty of time, seeing as they backed up and did it again.

Consciousness is coming around. Slowly. I hear breathing behind me. My mouth feels drier than Palm Springs. And my mind is beginning to register the ache and fatigue as a result of my first sexual encounter—make that,encounters—mere hours ago.

But am I going to complain? Well, maybe just a little bit. As glorious as it was, who knew it’d feel as if I just went three rounds with former MMA Champion Ronda Rousey, who almost always finished her opponents in the first round.

And what, you ask, do I know about MMA? Well, turns out another client’s grandson had trained at Gym 445 in San Fran, and made an appearance on that reality show,The Ultimate Fighter. So yeah, I found all this out after a rather enlightening and excited conversation with my very proud client. Hence the interest and subsequent viewing of UFC.

But, back to my night with Shaun. As I begin to awaken I want to focus on the pleasure, on all the wondrous feelings that he gave me, rather than the soreness. I inadvertently let out a contented sigh, causing the man behind me to stir.

“You can’t possibly be ready to move out of this bed,” Shaun mumbles.

“No, but yes.”

To that he gives a chuckle and kisses the back of my neck.

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