One Sizzling Touch
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“Fuck, Rochelle!”
He couldn’t utter any other words, because his cock had already taken control over his body and now fucked her in a relentless rhythm. Wild and unbridled he took her so hard that he was surprised that she didn’t complain. Instead, she pushed her ass back at him, whenever he thrust his cock forward. It only increased his pleasure and drove his desire and passion ever higher.
“Damn, you’re hot!” he told her, when he managed to find his voice again.
Even though he tried to delay his climax, he didn’t succeed. To plunge into Rochelle’s body and to be welcomed there was too much. Next time he would have to try to last longer, but this time he had to give into the demands of his body and succumb to his orgasm.
“I’m coming!” he cried out and felt his semen shoot through his shaft and explode from the tip.
A few more hard thrusts and he collapsed, breathing heavily.
~ ~ ~
Rochelle stirred in the warm sheets and sighed. Never before had she spent such an amazing night with a stranger. Zach had turned out to be an extraordinarily sensitive lover. Tender and wild at the same time, as well as passionate and caring. He’d always taken care of her, always made sure she found her pleasure first, before he allowed himself to take his. They’d emptied the box of condoms. After Zach had taken her hard the first time, he’d made love to her gently and tenderly the second time and looked into her eyes the entire time. As if it really meant something to him. She’d appreciated it greatly. She’d felt loved like a woman who had everything she could ever wish for in life.
She sighed and turned to snuggle up to him, but the bed was empty. Her eyes flew open.
She found Zach standing next to the bed, wearing his business suit again. Instinctively she pulled the duvet over her naked torso, because now that he was dressed again, she felt bare in comparison.
Zach sat on the edge of the bed and took the blanket from her hand. Slowly he pushed it down to her waist and raked a long look over her. “You’re beautiful. You should never have to cover yourself.”
He bent over her and pressed a kiss to her mouth. “I had a wonderful time.” He hesitated. “May I have your phone number?”
Surprised, she leaned on her elbows. Did he mean that? Did he really want to see her again? No, he probably only asked so she wouldn’t feel bad.
With a sigh, she shook her head. “We both know that you won’t call me. Let’s not destroy the memories of this night. I don’t want to have to wait for a call that will never come. You understand that, don’t you?” After all, Zach had been sensitive about everything else, too.
She noticed how Zach’s lids lowered a fraction, hiding his blue eyes, while he dropped his head.
“Well then. You’re probably right. My life is complicated right now. I can’t drag a woman into my problems.” He paused. “If you want to, you can stay till tomorrow morning and order breakfast. Everything is already paid with my credit card. The front desk is aware.” He took her hand and pressed it against his cheek. “You were exactly what I needed tonight. Thank you.”
Rochelle forced a smile onto her lips. She would have loved to believe that tonight wouldn’t remain the only night between them, but she wasn’t a naive country bumpkin. She knew the rules. No real relationship had ever come out of a one-night stand. And Zach had already admitted that at the moment she didn’t fit into his life, and he didn’t fit into hers. She had enough problems with her boss and her brother. Those wouldn’t disappear into thin air just because she started something with Zach. She’d already gotten more tonight than she’d expected: a passionate interlude from which she could draw until her life was more normal again and she could set out to find a man who was right for her.
She gently stroked her fingertips over his cheek and sat up. “I’ll remember this night for a long time. I needed you. Thank you for being here for me.”
A twinge of melancholy rose in her, but she pushed the feeling back. She didn’t want to be sad. She had to be realistic.
“A last kiss between strangers?” Zach asked with a smile.
“But we’re not strangers anymore.” She moved her face close to his. “I know you now.” She brushed her lips to his and felt him inhale.
“And I know you.” His mouth captured hers and one last time they melted into the dance of two lovers who didn’t want to part, but knew that it was inevitable.
6
Zach gazed through the floor-to-ceiling windows of his office down to the street below where people were on their way to work and cars sat in morning rush hour traffic. He’d slept only a few hours. Nevertheless, he wasn’t exhausted. The time he’d spent with Rochelle had invigorated him. This morning he felt as if he could take on the world—or in any case the SEC agent.
He couldn’t utter any other words, because his cock had already taken control over his body and now fucked her in a relentless rhythm. Wild and unbridled he took her so hard that he was surprised that she didn’t complain. Instead, she pushed her ass back at him, whenever he thrust his cock forward. It only increased his pleasure and drove his desire and passion ever higher.
“Damn, you’re hot!” he told her, when he managed to find his voice again.
Even though he tried to delay his climax, he didn’t succeed. To plunge into Rochelle’s body and to be welcomed there was too much. Next time he would have to try to last longer, but this time he had to give into the demands of his body and succumb to his orgasm.
“I’m coming!” he cried out and felt his semen shoot through his shaft and explode from the tip.
A few more hard thrusts and he collapsed, breathing heavily.
~ ~ ~
Rochelle stirred in the warm sheets and sighed. Never before had she spent such an amazing night with a stranger. Zach had turned out to be an extraordinarily sensitive lover. Tender and wild at the same time, as well as passionate and caring. He’d always taken care of her, always made sure she found her pleasure first, before he allowed himself to take his. They’d emptied the box of condoms. After Zach had taken her hard the first time, he’d made love to her gently and tenderly the second time and looked into her eyes the entire time. As if it really meant something to him. She’d appreciated it greatly. She’d felt loved like a woman who had everything she could ever wish for in life.
She sighed and turned to snuggle up to him, but the bed was empty. Her eyes flew open.
She found Zach standing next to the bed, wearing his business suit again. Instinctively she pulled the duvet over her naked torso, because now that he was dressed again, she felt bare in comparison.
Zach sat on the edge of the bed and took the blanket from her hand. Slowly he pushed it down to her waist and raked a long look over her. “You’re beautiful. You should never have to cover yourself.”
He bent over her and pressed a kiss to her mouth. “I had a wonderful time.” He hesitated. “May I have your phone number?”
Surprised, she leaned on her elbows. Did he mean that? Did he really want to see her again? No, he probably only asked so she wouldn’t feel bad.
With a sigh, she shook her head. “We both know that you won’t call me. Let’s not destroy the memories of this night. I don’t want to have to wait for a call that will never come. You understand that, don’t you?” After all, Zach had been sensitive about everything else, too.
She noticed how Zach’s lids lowered a fraction, hiding his blue eyes, while he dropped his head.
“Well then. You’re probably right. My life is complicated right now. I can’t drag a woman into my problems.” He paused. “If you want to, you can stay till tomorrow morning and order breakfast. Everything is already paid with my credit card. The front desk is aware.” He took her hand and pressed it against his cheek. “You were exactly what I needed tonight. Thank you.”
Rochelle forced a smile onto her lips. She would have loved to believe that tonight wouldn’t remain the only night between them, but she wasn’t a naive country bumpkin. She knew the rules. No real relationship had ever come out of a one-night stand. And Zach had already admitted that at the moment she didn’t fit into his life, and he didn’t fit into hers. She had enough problems with her boss and her brother. Those wouldn’t disappear into thin air just because she started something with Zach. She’d already gotten more tonight than she’d expected: a passionate interlude from which she could draw until her life was more normal again and she could set out to find a man who was right for her.
She gently stroked her fingertips over his cheek and sat up. “I’ll remember this night for a long time. I needed you. Thank you for being here for me.”
A twinge of melancholy rose in her, but she pushed the feeling back. She didn’t want to be sad. She had to be realistic.
“A last kiss between strangers?” Zach asked with a smile.
“But we’re not strangers anymore.” She moved her face close to his. “I know you now.” She brushed her lips to his and felt him inhale.
“And I know you.” His mouth captured hers and one last time they melted into the dance of two lovers who didn’t want to part, but knew that it was inevitable.
6
Zach gazed through the floor-to-ceiling windows of his office down to the street below where people were on their way to work and cars sat in morning rush hour traffic. He’d slept only a few hours. Nevertheless, he wasn’t exhausted. The time he’d spent with Rochelle had invigorated him. This morning he felt as if he could take on the world—or in any case the SEC agent.
