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like he’d been sculpted out of
concrete. I let my hands roam across his chest, and my fingers happily traced
the taut contours all the way down to the hard ripples of his abdomen.
    “You’re beautiful,” I breathed out before
I even realized I was speaking. He smiled, proving my point. He reached up and
ran his hands through my long, blonde hair.
    Then he put his mouth close to my ear and
whispered, “No, you’re the one who is beautiful.” The feel of his warm breath
and the vibrations of his voice sent goosebumps racing down my arms and my
spine.
    I stood on my tip toes and kissed him again.
This kiss was even harder and more urgent. His teeth scraped along the outside
of my bottom lip, and I whimpered.
    He slid his hands down my sides then and around
behind me, placing one on each cheek of my round butt, squeezing and massaging
lightly through my skirt.
    I was on auto-pilot. I reached up and
unhooked the button on the side of it. It slid down and he moved his warm
hands, letting it fall to the floor around my ankles. I gasped when I felt the
heat of his hands on my waist underneath my blouse. He pushed it up and I
pulled back slightly and raised my arms so that he could get it over my head.
    His eyes roamed my body then, like a man
who had been stranded alone on an island…or imprisoned only with other men. It
was like I was the first woman he’d laid eyes on in quite some time.

 
    CHAPTER
FIVE
    DAPHNE
    He took a deep breath and once again he
said, “Beautiful.” If he kept saying it like that, with that look in his eyes,
I might just believe it.
    His hands went to the waistband of his
jeans and it was my turn to watch as he unbuttoned them and let them slide to
the floor. When neither of us had anything left on but underwear, he lay back
on the bed, pulling me down with him. I landed on top, and running on pure
instinct once again, I swung one leg over his torso so that I was straddling
him.
    That was when I felt his hard cock
pressing through his boxers and into my upper thigh. I felt a tickle of anxiety,
or maybe anticipation, in my core. The dampness between my legs that had soaked
through my panties caused me to slide against his hard thigh. His hands were on
my waist and he moved them up and down until he finally let them land on my
back.
    I leaned down to kiss him. My hair fell
forward and created a soft canopy for us as we kissed. I felt his fingers
unhooked the clasp on the back of my bra. I sat up on top of him as it fell
forward and my breasts shook free.
    He reached up and took my breasts in his
hands again, with a look of awe. He squeezed and massaged them, letting his
thumbs trace a path around my nipples. “Gosh…” he whispered before raising the
top part of his body up off the bed and taking one of them into his mouth.
    “Oh my…” Things inside my head were
exploding and the moisture between my legs was getting out of hand.
    He sucked and licked one breast for what
seemed like an eternity before moving his mouth over and taking the other in
between his lips. I was grinding myself down against his hard cock shamelessly.
    I’d never wanted anything as much in my
life as I wanted that man. Maybe it was the alcohol, or maybe just the idea of
taking a risk for a change, doing something different. Whatever it was, there
was no turning back now.
    When he moved from my breast, I bent and
caught his lips with mine. I sucked his bottom lip into my mouth and licked and
nipped at it. I felt him shudder underneath me, and that got me more turned on.
His hands were back on my breasts, manipulating my nipples and making me want
to scream out in ecstasy.
    I drew my lips down the side of his face
and to his neck. I lapped at his defined collarbone with my tongue. His hands
were on the backs of my thighs, rubbing them up and down, letting his hands run
up and over the curve of my ass each time.
    The feel of him touching my naked body
spurred me on. I slowly raked my tongue down his chest, lapping along