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Cruise
He rolled to the side, the scent of her filling his nostrils. But when Cruise opened his eyes, Jenna wasn’t there. He noted she’d pulled the covers up on her side. She’d also picked up her clothes from the floor and put his on the dresser, folded nicely.
Cruise smirked. Of course. Jenna Stanton had her shit together. But things had gotten pretty dirty last night, and that was the side of Jenna he was falling for. Or maybe he’d already fallen. He hadn’t stopped thinking about her since she moved in.
When he heard the sound of the shower from her bathroom, he got up and walked in. She saw him before he could surprise her. At the sight of her naked body through the glass door, his cock grew hard immediately, his balls tightening.
“Did I wake you?” she asked.
“No.” He stepped inside the shower with her, the steam rising to meet him. “But I wish you would have.”
She ran her hands over her shoulders and down her arms. Suds dripped over her breasts, down her smooth abdomen, and to the small patch of hair between her legs.
Her lips curved. “Just cleaning up for round two.”
God, who was this woman? This tight-laced, buttoned-up professional turned sex goddess? He’d sworn her off, almost for good, and now he was standing in the shower with her, so hard he thought he might explode with her simple touch.
Before he could reach for her, she slid her hands down his stomach and gripped him like a vice.
“Let me say good morning properly,” she murmured.
In an instant, she was kneeling before him, her mouth covering his dick. Water rained over her shoulders, hitting him on the thighs and heightening the sensation as she used her hands and her tongue to pleasure him.
“God, Jenna—”
His words choked off when her cheeks hollowed and she pulled her lips smoothly over the head of his cock. He jerked in her mouth, then dove his hands into her hair—as much for something to hang onto as it was to guide her where he wanted her.
His hips thrust back and forth, fucking her mouth, getting off on her moans and noises. Once he felt that building inside of him, he yanked her to her feet.
“I want to be buried so far inside you, you won’t forget me all day. You’ll feel me every time you move.”
He whipped her around, hearing the sharp hiss of her breath when her breasts pressed against the cold shower tiles. Then he entered her from behind, sinking into silky heat that nearly brought another explosion.
“I won’t forget,” she gasped, hands coming up to brace herself on the surface.
She bent slightly, her ass curving into him. He reached around to find that tight bud before he began thrusting.
Jenna’s head dropped back. “That feels so good.”
He fingered her clit as he slid in and out, feeling her body tremble with every pump of his cock. And just as her body shook with an orgasm, he hit his peak and poured himself into her. He squeezed his arms tightly around her, filling his hands with her breasts until the world settled down around them.
“It’s like you came out of nowhere,” he said, lips brushing her ear.
She tried to turn, but he shook his head. “Not yet.”
He held her in the steam another long moment as his heartbeat slowed.
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“Breakfast,” she said. “To get your morning started off right.”
He watched as she moved from stove to refrigerator and back again, her thin robe billowing behind her. She was naked underneath, thoroughly clean and used. But he still wanted her. Again and again.
When he didn’t answer, she turned, her light blue eyes blinking at him. “Or…not? You have to get home, right?”
He walked to her and put his arms around her. “No, not yet. Practice later, breakfast now.”
“Good. You can whisk the eggs.”
Before she could pull away, he brushed his lips over hers. Then slid his tongue inside her mouth to hear her groan.
“If we’re going for round three,” she murmured, “I need fuel.”
His dick jerked in response and her lips curved against his. Her breasts swelled between them.
“I’m not sure how well I’m going to play today if I’ve got you on my mind,” he said.
She grabbed one of his hands and brought it to her breast. He felt her nipple harden beneath the silky fabric of her robe.
“Think about what’s waiting for you afterward and that should help get you through it.”
He growled in response, but released her even though he wanted to lay her back on the table and fuck her until she went limp. Until he’d emptied out the need that just kept coming and coming.
Tonight. He’d wait until then. But he wasn’t waiting for anything else. He’d been wrong about Jenna, about who she was underneath and about how badly he needed her in his life. He’d remedy that right away. He wasn’t going to let Jenna go.