“Oh, so now I’m meeting the parents, huh?” he remarked, sitting up and stretching. He climbed out of bed, still naked.

I found myself chewing my lip as I watched him move around the room. He was so…tasty. That was the only way to describe it. I wanted to take a bite out of him. Then I realized what he’d said, and something clicked into place in my mind. “Actually, they’re having a thing tonight,” I remarked, pulling the covers up to my face and letting my gaze linger on him as he gathered his clothes. “At the country club.”

“Oh yeah?” He turned to me, a slightly incredulous look on his face.

“It’s a party for Julie’s wedding,” I explained. “I was meant to be going with my ex, but now that I’m single I have a spare plus-one…”

He paused for a moment, staring at me, and then cocked an eyebrow. “And you want me to be that plus-one?”

“If you’ll have me,” I replied playfully, but inside my heart was racing and I was wondering if I’d just overstepped the mark. Perhaps this had been nothing but sex to him. But could you share everything we had the night before and have it mean nothing at all?

“Yeah, sure.” He shrugged. “Don’t see why not. It’s really not my scene, but I guess I can help a lady out.”

I smiled with relief. “Oh, don’t go playing at be a gentleman now after everything you did to me last night,” I teased.

He turned to me and walked back toward the bed. In nothing but a pair of jeans, he looked even hotter than before. “Don’t want me to play the gentleman?” he growled, as he lifted me clean out of the bed. Before I could protest, over his shoulder I went.

He slapped me hard on my bare rump and I screamed. Upside down, naked, half-laughing and half-protesting I tried kicking my legs, but arms of steel went around my thighs. When we arrived at the bathroom, he ran the shower with one hand. “You’re going to crack my skull,” I warned as steam quickly filled the small space.

“Not on my watch you won’t,” he said, setting me down in the waterfall of warm water.

“Oh,” I exclaimed as he discarded his jeans and stepped into the large cubicle with me.

He chuckled, and turned me around so that my back was to him. Gently, he proceeded to wash my hair and massage my scalp. It felt so heavenly I moaned. Then he started on my body. He was thorough, very thorough, lingering for a long time on my breasts. Even stopping to suck my nipples. He was even more meticulous about the area between my legs. Not content with using his fingers, he used his tongue. His tongue was warm and velvety.

I closed my eyes and spread my legs further.

“Turn around,” he ordered harshly.

I turned around and I could see his cock, long, thick and rock hard. I curled my arms around his neck, pressed my body into that throbbing shaft, and looked up into his beautiful eyes. God, he was so aroused, his eyes were almost all pupil.

“Damn you, Princess,” he cursed huskily. His eyelashes were full of water.

I smirked. “Fuck you too, Mr. Mechanic.”

He buried his face in the hollow of my neck, then sucked on the skin there. I knew he was leaving a mark, but I didn’t care. I let him suck away. With the water flowing down my body, it felt wonderful.

My hand snaked down between us and closed around his hard cock. Easily, I slipped out of his wet embrace and got down on my knees. I took him into my mouth slowly, the whole time watching his eyes roll back in his head. I let my tongue caress the satin-soft skin lightly, before sucking the whole shebang into my mouth and throat. All nine inches.

He let out a fierce growl. Then holding my head, he began to fuck my mouth urgently.

Water splashed on my nose making it impossible for me to breathe, but it never even crossed my mind to pull away. I had wanted to see him lose control all night, and he had just done that! Desire for him unfurled deep in my chest.

From nowhere came the thought…This is my man.

My name tore from his lips as he shot warm spurts of cum into my throat, his body jerking and twitching throughout his climax. He pulled out of me.

I took great gulps of air.

“Princess…Oh, Christ…” he choked out brokenly, as he squeezed his eyes closed, and leaned forward to rest his forehead on the tiles behind me. He curled his hand around my upper-arms and pulled me up.

Our mouths found each other in steam and water. The kiss had a different quality to any we had shared before. This one was urgent, desperate, needy. It meant something. What, I did not know.

Jesse moved his lips along my jaw, dropping tiny kisses. I thought we would get out then. I would get dressed and go home, but he had other ideas. He dropped to his knees and worked on me until I screamed his name.