“I knew you wouldn’t be able to stay away for long.”

The truth was I thought Talia might be the one woman capable of staying away altogether. Other than a few brief emails and text messages to confirm tasks, she hadn’t reached out, or showed up, or made any real overtures that would let a guy know she was interested. I’d just about given up when she called.

She growled into the phone and my dick heard it and wanted a piece of the action. “What are you doing tonight?”

“Want a repeat of last week?” No matter how many times I tried to forget the image of Talia stroking my cock while her sweet mouth uttered dirty things to me, I couldn’t. I couldn’t forget the sounds she made as she exploded around me either, or the way she felt clenching my cock in a vise grip.

“I just spoke to the people at NAC, and while both companies are sponsors, they are required to meet with the three-person panel to discuss all the rules and regulations pertaining to signage during the event.” She was all business, and though I was disappointed, I was still turned on. “Apparently Blake forgot one big glaring detail.”

I smiled, knowing I would give him shit about this as soon as I was off the phone. “That’s unlike him.”

“Doesn’t matter. The deadline is the end of the week and one of the panel members is judging a competition in Austria later this week. It happens tonight or not at all.” That sounded like a different kind of proposition, but I didn’t think she’d appreciate me saying so.

“Where is it?”

“Corvallis. Pack a bag and meet me at the airport, I’ll look up flights as soon as we hang up.”

“Don’t worry. We can use the small jet for this trip.” And that would give us some alone time together. Corvallis wasn’t long enough to do everything, but it was long enough for at least a couple orgasms. Each.

“Good.” She sighed in relief, and it felt good to relieve some of her burden. “One less thing for me to worry about. So, I guess I’ll meet you in the lobby of your building in an hour?”

I couldn’t stop the stupid grin on my face as I nodded, even though she couldn’t see me. This would be the perfect time to go another round with Talia between the sheets. Last time was incredible, but it was too fast. Too short. I need a full night so I could take my time, taste every inch of her body and make her come until she had no more in her to give me. “I look forward to it. And Talia?”

“Yeah?”

“You didn’t have to create a work emergency if you wanted to see me, you could have just called.”

She laughed. “So, could you,” she said and hung up before I could respond.

I smiled. Talia was nobody’s pushover. I doubt she’d make it easy for me to bed her again, but I would.

It was only a matter of time.

“I’m glad it was so easy, but it wasn’t worth the trip out here,” Talia said with a huff of annoyance. The trip to Corvallis had been short and simple, even though it had taken some time to track down the panel members who’d broken for lunch at eleven thirty.

“One of the things I’ve learnt in business is that people often feel better about face time.” Long, last-minute trips halfway around the world happened often, but that didn’t mean they weren’t a pain in my ass. “They explained everything to us, so now we know. And once the jet is refueled and ready, we’ll head back to Portland.”

“You’re just a ray of logic today aren’t you?”

I laughed at her grumpy attitude. Who would have thought that Talia didn’t travel well? “Yep. Once you relax, you’ll feel better about everything. How about we stop for some food and give the crew time to get everything in order?”

“Fine. I spotted a fifties style diner, and I’ll bet they have meatloaf.”

“A fan of meatloaf, good to know.”

She arched a brow at me. “It’s not foie gras or fried duckling eyelashes, but meatloaf gets the job done.”

We stopped at Myrtle’s Sit & Eat, complete with burgundy and white leather benches. The waitress was as old as time, but she had a friendly smile and she popped her gum loud and unabashedly.

“Hey kids, take a seat anywhere and I’ll be with you in a sec!” She rushed by with a tray of eggs, bacon and steaming coffee.

We grabbed a booth by the window and settled comfortably. “It’s pretty quiet in town today, isn’t it?”

The woman stopped, wearing a nametag that said, I shit you not, ‘Myrtle’. “A storm’s coming in. Weather man says heavy rains, and maybe flash floods. So it looks like you folks chose the wrong time for a vacation.”

“Too bad this isn’t a vacation, Myrtle. Our companies are sponsoring this year’s NAC, and we just had some administrative matters to clear up. Did the weatherman say when this storm was supposed to hit?”

She tapped the pencil on the side of her head, she had swishing high ponytail and not a bee-hive. “Any minute now, I suspect. Now, what can I get ya?”

Talia shrugged. “We’re probably stuck either way, so I’ll have whatever meatloaf special you have, with extra mashed potatoes and a side salad.”

“Sounds good, and you hon?”

“I’ll have your Myrtle burger with onion rings and a salad. Gotta watch my girlish figure, you know?”

Myrtle’s cackling laugh sounded throughout the restaurant. “I’m sure all the girls watch your figure, honey.”

“Oh, Myrtle you’ll only feed his ego.” Talia smacked her forehead dramatically and Myrtle laughed again. “Now he’ll never settle down.”

“When you’ve got man candy like that, feed the ego like it’s a fat girl. I’ll be back with your drinks and salads,” she said with a laugh.

As soon as Myrtle disappeared into the kitchen. A loud crack of thunder tore through the air, moments before sheets of rain fell from the sky. “Looks like you’re stuck with me, sweetheart.”

She shrugged and leaned back in the booth, letting out a long slow breath. “I’ve been stuck with worse. At least you’re pretty to look at.”

“Oh good, I was beginning to think you were lying to yourself as well as me.”

“Here you are,” Myrtle said as she set down our drinks and salads. “I secured you kids a room over at the Merry Victorian Inn.”

“Thank you!” Talia gushed her thanks, making the older woman blush.

“Don’t worry about a thing. It’s just a couple blocks up the road, my cousin Betty runs the place, and she’s expecting you.”

It was a nice gesture that I’d come to expect in small towns like this the world over. Small towns were the life breath of the country, hell the world. People looked out for one another for no other reason than because they gave a damn. It was nice. And when we arrived at the Inn, I was even more grateful that meddling Myrtle had booked a single room.

“Are you sure there are no other rooms? Perhaps one you don’t like to rent out?” Talia kept glancing at me, like I would strip her naked right there in front of rosy cheeked Betty. I thought about it, but I didn’t want to scandalize the nice woman.

“Sorry, honey. If your sweetheart is acting up, there is a settee up in your suite that is murder on the back.”

They shared a grin and burst out laughing. “Okay Betty, you’ve sold me.”

By the time Betty had left us alone with extra towels and a promise to scrounge up some dry clothes for us, Talia’s lips were blue and her teeth chattered. “I’m going to take a hot shower.”

“Sure Talia, I’d love to join you.” I gave her a chance to tell me to fuck off or throw her wet clothes at me, instead she stepped into the bathroom and left the door open.

I waited until I heard the shower spray start before I undressed and joined her. “I’m glad you didn’t start without me.”

Talia turned in my arms, looking hot as hell with water dripping down her body and drops clinging to her long lashes. She was a wet dream with her water slicked tits, hard pink nipples pressed into my chest while my cock bumped against her belly. “I thought about it, but I knew you’d warm me up properly.”

Fuck, yeah. “Is that right?”

She nodded and her hand went to my cock, stroking slowly and using the water to help. “Yes, Luke.”

“Say it again,” I demanded because I needed to hear her say it.

“Yes, Luke.” I kissed her hard. Our tongues tangling and teeth clashing together in our frenzy to come together.

“More,” she urged, turning her back to me and arching so I could see her swollen lips, slick and winking at me. “Luke.”

How could I resist a command like that? A beautiful, wet woman asking me to slid my cock into her from behind and make her feel good. There was only one thing to do, give her exactly what she wanted. “Ah fuck, Talia. So tight.”

She squeezed me again, pushing off the wall for more pressure. Whenever I was naked around this woman I lost my mind. I couldn’t control myself around her, I lost my shit and pounded into her like an eager teenager with his first taste of pussy.

It was hard and fast, again, so frenzied I couldn’t stop myself if I tried. She began to pulse, her body vibrated as the orgasm shot out of every pore, clenching my dick hard enough to yank my own orgasm from me. “Oh fuck!”

“Luke! More!”

She was wild, her movements frantic and intense as her orgasm worked its way out and I couldn’t get enough. “Talia!” I emptied inside of her with one final thrust that sent us both into another universe, one where the only thing that mattered was our pleasure. Our intense, greedy search for pleasure.

Later in bed, I rolled over with a big goofy smile on my face that only widened when she curled up against my side and fell asleep.

I stayed up for another hour after that, feeling trouble brewing because that was the second time I’d been buried deep inside Talia, and it still didn’t feel like enough.

Not yet.