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He blinds me with his ultimate cheeky grin and turns to face Kate, giving me a rear view of his bare back and baggy jeaned arse. It’s then that I notice a lump of cake mixture at the nape of his neck.
‘You missed a bit.’ I point to the offending smear of mixture.
Kate swivels Sam back around to face me and licks up the centre of his back towards his neck. He smirks at me. I laugh. What a pair of exhibitionists.
Making my way up to the flat, I hiss at the stabbing pains travelling down my legs with every step I take. I go straight to the bathroom to run the bath, pouring in half the bottle of muscle relaxing bath soak. Then I take myself to the kitchen to take care of special requirement number two; I pour myself and Kate a glass of wine. I gasp my appreciation as I take my first sip.
Five minutes later, I’m flinging every garment in my underwear drawer over my shoulder in a panic. ‘KATE!’ I know I put them in here, so where the hell are they? If this is Sam’s idea of a joke, I’ll wring his f**king neck!
Kate breezes into my room. ‘I’ve turned your bath off. What’s up?’
‘My pills,’
‘What about them?’
‘They’re gone,’ I turn an accusing eye on her. ‘I can’t believe you let Sam in here.’
Her eyes widen. ‘I didn’t let him in. And anyway, your pills weren’t in there. I would have seen them.’
I let out a frustrated yell and proceed to turn the rest of my drawers inside out and upside down. I know I put them in here. ‘Shit!’
‘Chill out, you can get some more. Are Tom and Victoria coming?’
I scoop up the contents of my underwear drawer and stuff it back in. ‘I already did that. And no, they both have dates.’
‘Your organisation skills are shocking.’ she moans tiredly. She’s right, they are, but I manage fine at work. It’s the personal side of my life that suffers. ‘Oh, is it Victoria and Drew’s date tonight?’ Kate looks at me with wide, blue eyes.
‘Yes!’ I meet her wide eyes with my own.
‘It’ll never work. Hurry up in that bath, I need a shower.’
I grab my wine and head for the bathroom.
The water is glorious, and I wash my hair with shampoo and conditioner. I shave everywhere, and then reluctantly pull myself out before downing my wine and brushing my teeth.
An hour later, I’ve blow dried and curled my hair, creamed up and got half a face of make-up on. My door opens and Kate’s head pops around. ‘How long?’ she asks. Her fire red hair is in rollers and she looks at about the same stage of readiness as me.
‘Half hour,’ I confirm, opening my underwear drawer.
‘Cool.’ She shuts the door.
It opens again.
‘What?’ I ask, without looking up from finding suitable underwear.
Within two seconds flat, I’m grabbed, my towel is yanked from my body and I’m on my back atop the bed with a hulking male looming over me.
WHOA! I’m completely disorientated and still clinging onto a pair of knickers that I was deliberating over. I don’t even have a chance to focus in on his face. His lips smash against mine, starting to work my mouth greedily. What the hell? There’s no chance to fight him off or ask what he’s doing here. He flips me onto my hands and knees, his fingers slide over my entrance – no doubt to check my readiness – before he undoes his flies and slams into me on a garbled yell.
I cry out, getting a hand clamped over my mouth for my trouble.
‘Quiet.’ he grates, through merciless pounds.
Fucking hell! I’m completely helpless as he thrusts in and out with complete determination and purpose. The depth he’s hitting soon has my vision blurry, my head spinning with desperation and pleasure. His hand leaves my mouth, returning to my hips, pulling me back against each of his hard advances.
‘Jesse!’ I yell desperately. He’s merciless.
‘I said, quiet!’ he barks.
As my pleasure builds and builds, I find myself pushing back against him. He groans on each thrust, powering forward at a mind blasting rate, colliding with my womb and sending me into a haze of shocked euphoria. I try to grab a pillow, but my disorientation has me grappling at nothing but sheets. I can’t find the strength to lift my head and use my eyes. I’m completely helpless.
I feel his grip on me tighten, the tense and swell of him pounding into me is stretching me beyond comprehension. This is a possessive f**k. That’s what this is. Not that I’m bothered. I might be helpless and at his mercy, but I’m still going to have a mind-bending orgasm.
His thrusts speed up and with one last pump and deep slow grind, I splitter straight down the middle, and I’m charged with a mind-blowing orgasm that has me burying my face in the mattress to stifle my scream of release. His horse cry echoes around the room as he joins me in my crazy bliss, collapsing on top of me, panting loud in my ear. He’s jerking and shuddering inside and all around me.
That really was shock and awe. I’m completely depleted and grabbing at valuable air to give my lungs some relief. They’ve really been through the mill today.
‘Please, tell me that it’s you.’ I pant, closing my eyes, soaking up the warmth of his body through his suit. He hasn’t even taken his jacket off.
‘It’s me.’ he breathes, moving my hair from my back and skimming my bare skin with his tongue.
I sigh happily, letting him nibble and lick me all over.
‘Don’t be having another shower.’ he orders between tongue strokes.
‘Why?’ I frown into the sheets. I won’t be, anyway – I haven’t got time.
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