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by Lilliana Rose


  Once the sensation lessened she reached up, slinking her arms around his neck and pulling him towards her. She kissed him, her mouth enjoying his taste, even more intense as her senses were heightened from the orgasm.

  He picked her up. She wrapped her legs around his waist, and he shuffled them deeper into the room towards the bed. Their lips joined in slow kisses, tongues flicking out exploring the other.

  He put her gently down, her feet on the floor. She could feel his hands exploring the back of her dress, searching for a zip.

  “Here, it’s a wrap.” She took her hands away from his neck and went to undo the bow at the side. His hands moved hers away, and he pulled at the tied belt. She could feel it coming undone, the material falling away to the floor, leaving her standing in front of him in her bra and panties. She shivered, looking up to see him gazing over her body, drinking her in. She wanted to do the same to him but didn’t want to move, it was as if there was a spell between them. Something had changed between them, this felt more like the first time they were going to have sex, not the third. She felt as if he’d not really seen her before. He reached out, his fingers grazed the top of her arm and ran downwards, setting her skin on fire and bumping with desire. Her knees weakened, but she somehow managed to keep standing there. Letting him look at her, feeling vulnerable but also full of power knowing that just the sight of her turned him on.

  He stepped closer, his hands briefly on her shoulders before slipping backward and down, tugging at the hooks of her bra. He unclipped the hooks easily, releasing the pressure from around her chest causing her to feel freer. The lacy material slipped over her nipples, then away, the cool air in the room and his look all turned her on, even though only minutes ago she’d come. He pushed the straps of her bra over her arms moving downwards, his breath hot on her nipples, which they responded, turning harder and she moaned. The bra slipped to the floor, ignored and no longer wanted. He continued downwards, kneeling in front of her, his hands on her hips, then running along the edge of the top of her panties, before pushing them down to her ankles.

  She rested her hands on his head, gripping hard, knowing what he was going to do next and that she was already in a heightened state, so any small touch from him sent bursts of pleasure through her.

  He pressed his mouth into her mound. His moisture mixed with hers, his breath hot and delightful tongue swept over her pussy. She responded naturally, grinding her hips. His lips moved deeper into her, separating the fleshy folds, sucking at her, tongue slipping the length of her sex. She tangled her fingers into his dark hair to keep her balance and the tension was once more building within her. He moved slowly, the urgency still there between them, sparking silently in the air, ignored as he once more built the sexual tension. She could feel he was taking delight in what he was doing. He promised to go slow this time, and he was. She resisted the final burst as long as he could, but she’d relaxed, completely giving herself over to him, and she shuddered as a gentle but long orgasm rippled through her.

  “Hmmm.” She wobbled on her legs a little as he moved to stand, she let her hands run down his toned body, over this shirt, and enjoyed the feel of the skin on his thighs. She was suddenly acutely aware he was still wearing too many clothes and she wanted to feel his skin against hers.

  She found the ends of his shirt and pulled them apart. Buttons went pinging out into the room. His chest, toned with soft hair, begged for her hands to investigate. First, she was going to get him naked and pushed the shirt off his shoulders, he wriggled helping the material to fall away. She could see his strong biceps, the tan line that ended just above his elbow and the V-tan line at the top of his chest. It showed his mark, one of a farmer, one who worked long hours in the sun. She loved it.

  She moved her hands over his chest, along the lines of his muscles, downwards, following the thinning hair towards his groin. She let one hand brush lower, over his cock, it was still just as hard, just as ready. She held it in her hand, moving back and forth for a few strokes, before lowering her head, and slipping her mouth over the tip. His cock pulsed and he groaned heavily, the sound encouraged her to keep going, to push more of the pleasure to the surface, his, hers, and them both.

  The testosterone saltiness tingled on her tongue, as she played with him. He rocked his hips in time with her movements, pushing the tip of his cock further into her mouth, to the back of her throat. She liked it, knowing she had control over him right now as to whether or not he came. A little pre-cum liquid spilled into her mouth, and she let him slip from her mouth.

  He reached down and pulled her up to him. There was a glint in his eyes.

  Suddenly, she was falling back on the bed. She screamed in delight as she bounced up and down on the mattress and she glimpsed him smiling. Once she settled on the bed, he took one foot, removed her boot, then did the same for the other. He crawled on the bed, moving over her. He was finally naked, and she was going to feel his skin fully on hers. She shivered knowing the delight to come.

  She opened her legs, wrapping them around his body as he nestled between hers, resting on his elbows which were either side of her body. His eyes were dark, intense, and full of intention that she wanted to fulfil.

  He kissed her, softly at first, then gradually with more passion. She could feel her body respond, moulding effortlessly with the rhythm that grew between them. His cock slipped the length of her pussy, up and down, moving in the thick juices before easing once more into her entrance fully, in one swift motion. Her hips arched forward with pleasure, and she held on to him, her hands tight around his chest as he leaned on top of her as he moved.

  It was different from the other times. She wasn’t sure why or what made it like this. She kissed him as his hip motion intensified. Her body wound up again, moving towards the bliss that couldn’t get enough from him. This time he was coming with her, which added to the sensations which rippled through her body. Her breath tightened in time with his, their bodies rocked together, faster and harder and with a deeper delight than compared to the last two times. She could feel the change not just in herself, but in him, between them, he’d given himself over to her just as much as she had to him. And it was that feeling which wrapped around them both, pushing them over into a long orgasm.

  He moved to the side, wrapping his arms around her body as they both rested in the afterglow. She rested her head on his chest listening to his heavy heartbeat. Even this was different from the last times. She didn’t want to move and could tell by the contentedness in his body, the way he embraced her now, that he didn’t either.

  What had just happened between them was meant to have been just fucking, but with the shiver that slid down her back, she knew it was more. It felt more like lovemaking and she enjoyed it. More than that she wanted it to happen again and again. Forever.

  “So, do I get to see you tomorrow night?” He nuzzled into her neck, resting on his side, moulding his body against hers.

  Yes. Yes. Yes. That was the real answer she wanted to give. But she knew she needed to see her friends, and that after this session with him she was going to be sore, pleasantly, and perhaps it wouldn’t be a bad thing if she made him wait. Just for one day. “No.”

  “What do you mean, no?” He moved his hand to her breast and pinched her nipple playfully.

  “Ow.” She jumped then laughed. It made it harder to say no, considering how comfortable she was with him.

  “Thursday?”

  “I have one meeting, so it will have to be after six.” He rested his hand on her belly, his thumb casually moving over her skin.

  “In the morning.”

  “No.” His smile told her he knew she was teasing.

  “Oh, good, I’m not a morning person.”

  “Though, if you came over the night before you’d still be here at six in the morning.”

  “Hmmm… you are getting hopeful.” She reached up, pulled him towards her and kissed him on the lips.

  “No more than you.”
/>   It was a truth that Zoe didn’t quite want to hear, though part of her did. That part of her buzzed with excitement. “So where do I meet you?”

  “Here.”

  “In your hotel room?”

  “Of course.” He kissed her. “I want you to stay here all day.”

  “I’ve got to go to work.”

  “No.” He sighed. “Surely not.”

  She laughed. “Just like you need to go to that meeting about cattle.”

  “Okay then, what about we meet in the pub downstairs.”

  “Thursday night.”

  “Wednesday will be better.”

  “No.”

  “Fine, but you’re missing out.”

  “So will you be.”

  “Oi, come here.” He pulled her towards him and slapped her on the arse.

  “Ow.” She laughed, the stinging sensation on her skin radiated out with a promise she wasn’t sure she was ready to meet, with a man she barely knew but was clearly beginning to have feelings for.

  “Give me your phone.” Max reached out his hand. They were showered, sexed up and now finally dress. It was six in the morning. She had to rush home to change her clothes then get to work. Zoe wasn’t looking forward to today. Though, one good thing was she was on a massive afterglow high which she hoped would get her through the mountain of work which would be waiting for her. And the fact she’d turned down seeing Max tonight. She so wanted to see him, but there were feelings she knew she couldn’t ignore. The shower sex had been like they were more of a couple, they were getting to know each other’s bodies quickly and easily, and were feeling more like one together. She could feel the difference, and it churned in her stomach.

  “I’m not into having photos taken of me.”

  Max rolled his eyes. “I want to put my number in it.”

  “Oh.” She pulled out her phone from her clutch. There were two missed calls from Jen and a text message or two from Ellie and Billie. She unlocked her phone and then pulled up the contacts. “What’s your number?”

  “Don’t trust me.”

  Zoe glared at him, pretending to be unhappy. “I would’ve thought I’d shown that I do.”

  “You did just that.” He grabbed her phone.

  “Oi.” Zoe tried to get it back, but he turned away, quickly punching at the screen.

  “You better—”

  The familiar sound of a photo being taking cut Zoe off. She put her hands on her hips.

  Max stood back taking another photo or two. “So are you going to get naked again, then I can take some more.”

  “No way.” Zoe stopped short of saying anything else as she realised he was taking the piss out of her. The glint in his eye, the bloody cheeky grin, and the fact he wasn’t coming any closer to pull off her dress, she knew.

  “Had you there.” He handed back her phone.

  She quickly took it, feeling much better with her phone in her own hands.

  “So, if you change your mind about tonight you can text me.”

  “I won’t, sorry. Though, surely you’re worn out from the extra session we had this morning.”

  “Never.”

  Zoe laughed. It was so easy to be comfortable around Max now. She knew she was going to miss him.

  Don’t think about it.

  “Well, you’ll just want me more Thursday night, and that will be a good thing to wait for.” She put her phone back in her clutch and zipped it up.

  “You got that damn right.”

  Zoe knew that she had to see her friends, Billie and Ellie, which took up her Wednesday after work. Her friends had sneakily arranged to meet at a bar in the city, which meant even once she’d finished seeing them it was unlikely she’d then go to the show. If they had gone to the Goody or the Jumbuck, then perhaps she’d have bumped into Max. Then she’d have the perfect excuse to go off and spend some more time with him. But this was less likely to happen now. It had taken all her self-control not to text him today and ditch her friends. But she couldn’t do that. Besides he hadn’t messaged her either. The lack of contact with him didn’t do anything to cool her feelings towards him. And it was becoming more and more obvious that she was falling for Max. Having a night not with him, the first in four days, well sort of five but then did today really count when they started it together.

  “It’s good you’re having tonight off from seeing Max,” said Ellie. “He’s going soon and you’re not a country girl, so might be best not to see him again.”

  Ellie’s words hurt. Zoe took a deep breath. “I know.” But she also knew she was going to see him again, she couldn’t not. Besides they had arranged to meet at Goody tomorrow night at eight. A little bit of absence would be good, Zoe was sure it would cool things down. So far it wasn’t working for her. Zoe’s main issue right now was also to keep these feelings, ones that were surfacing way too soon and defying logic, from her friends. Based on that comment she didn’t think she was doing a very good job.

  “I could see him next year,” Zoe added, trying to stir up her friends.

  “He’s a complicated man, a bit of a reputation being abrupt, I don’t think he’s really the right man for you,” added Billie.

  He might not be the right man, but then again he is. She’d not seen this abrupt side of him anyway, he’d been strong in some of his comments, but so had she. He’d treated her just fine so far. And there was no indication that he’d do anything different to make her think otherwise.

  “Hey stop ruining my fun,” said Zoe. “I’m being careful.” She swallowed hard. Except for one thing. She made a mental note to book in with her doctor next week.

  “Good. We’re just making sure.” Billie reached over and squeezed Zoe’s arm.

  “And you know it’s just a few days fun.” The words felt more like a lie than the truth.

  “Hmmm, I’m not so sure.” Ellie shook her head. “You look a little smitten.”

  “It’s just a good afterglow.”

  “Yuk, I don’t want to know.” Ellie put up her hand.

  “Then stop asking questions,” Zoe answered. Right now she was beginning to wish she’d stood up her friends and seen Max.

  It will make tomorrow night more fun and it will be worth the wait. Bloody hell, she wasn’t sure how she was going to get through another day’s work let alone sleep tonight without thinking about Max and what they could be doing if they were together. Last night’s session and this mornings had been hot and sweet at the same time. So much more than the last times. The hair on the back of her neck stood up. Perhaps, I do need to be a little more careful.

  “Not until we’re satisfied with your answers.”

  “You want details?”

  “Fuck no.” Ellie sighed. “I dunno, I think you’re in over your head. He’s so much older, more experienced and… damaged. His ex-wife did a number on him and really is a bitter shit now.”

  “Don’t hold back.” Zoe sighed. “I know, he’s told me about his ex. And so far I can handle myself. I don’t think he’s as experienced as you think.”

  Ellie nearly choked on her beer. “Don’t want the details.”

  “You know I like older men. Don’t deny me this fun.” Zoe shivered. Sure there was more probably going on with Max, but things were going great, even if she was developing feelings she couldn’t shake.

  “Fine. But you’ve been warned.”

  “Good, consider me truly warned. Now, have you met a guy?” Zoe noticed Ellie’s cheeks blush a shade of red.

  “Spill Ellie, now. I want details.” Zoe smiled, glad she’d managed to take the heat off herself. But now she had an uneasy feeling in her stomach. She knew damn well she’d match Max, on so many levels. He’d not dominated her, and she could see that would happen with other women. I might be young, but I do know what I want. Plus, she had a little experience of her own. She just wished it evolved more around what to do with these feelings emerging towards him.

  Max sipped at his beer. It was loud and crowded in the Good
y. He hated it. Worse. He hated that he had to wait for Zoe. It was 8:00 p.m. She’d texted to say she was coming but was late. At least she told me. But once again he was left waiting for her, and it grated on his temper. It didn’t help that he had to wait over twenty-four hours before seeing her again. It was driving him crazy. To take the edge off, he’d treated himself to a few beers, it made it easier to deal with the noise in the pub and the number of people. He was used to a much quieter pub with only half a dozen people, not one with loud background top-forty music and standing almost shoulder to shoulder with a stranger. He drained his beer.

  “Another?” he asked Marshall, a pig farmer who he’d caught up yearly with at the show, usually here at the Goody or at the Jumbuck.

  “Yeah, thanks,” answered Marshall.

  Max nodded, then pushed his way to the front bar and ignored anyone who had been waiting and ordered two more beers. He hoped Zoe would arrive soon. The amber liquid was easing the tension within him, to a degree. Not enough. And he knew he’d drunk more than enough, especially before seeing Zoe. He didn’t want to be too affected by alcohol when he was with her. The last time they’d met in his hotel room had been so much better, there was a familiarity building between them, something deeper than just casual sex. Even though he’d closed off his heart to any potential relationships in the future, with a sharp twist in his gut he knew it wasn’t the case with Zoe.

  He wanted her.

  To himself.

  Exclusively.

  He wanted to get to know her more, for her to live on the farm with him. Fuck. How the hell did he let her get under his skin like that? He tried desperately to push such emotions away as he went back to Marshall. There was no room for him to ever have a relationship again. Ever. No matter what. It wasn’t what he did anymore.

  “Here you go.” Max handed a beer to Marshall. He raised his eyebrow seeing that his mate was talking to a rather hot young woman. Well, sort of talking. Marshall was the sort of guy who was utterly awkward around women in an annoying sort of way. Max could tell he was interested in the woman but was struggling to pick up on the cues she was giving him.

 

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