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“What about a condom?” I asked hoarsely as I felt his cock probe my wet folds.

“Fuck,” he moaned into my neck. He lifted his head and looked into my eyes. “Are you on the pill?” he asked almost desperately.

I nodded. “Yes, and I’m clean,” I said. The thought of him inside me, skin on skin, made my nipples tighten with desire even more than they already were.

“I just had a physical. I’m clean too,” he said, tightening his grip on my ass.

I touched his face with my hands. “Then take me Marcus,” I murmured, running my hands through his hair.

A low grumble escaped his throat and he thrust up inside me, ramming me against the door. I gasped at his sudden invasion, my nails digging into his arms. His teeth scraped my shoulder and I cried out as his thrusts got faster. His movements were almost desperate, like he’d lost all control. He pounded into me, like he couldn’t get deep enough.

I felt him swell inside me and I could tell from his harsh breathing he was close. He pressed into me and cried out my name as he came deep inside me. I held him tight for a minute and I swore I heard him whisper, “You’re mine,” as his face was buried in my neck.

I wasn’t sure what was going on between us, but I had a feeling I was really going to miss Marcus after these few days together were over. It almost sounded like maybe he felt the same.

He carried me over to the couch, my legs still around his waist. He sat down on the cushions, with him still inside me. “I’m sorry, I got carried away,” he said with a grin. “I’ve been going crazy for you all afternoon and then having to share you tonight when all I wanted to do was get you naked. I guess I kinda lost it.”

I laughed and leaned down to kiss his lips. “It’s ok. It’s nice to know I have that effect on you,” I said. I meant it. Marcus made me feel incredibly sexy. I loved how much he seemed to desire me.

“Ah, it’s not ok,” he said, a twinkle in his eye. “You didn’t get to come.”

I shrugged. “Wouldn’t be the first time I didn’t come during sex.” Sex with Kyle had been mediocre at best. And he never seemed to care too much if I came or not.

He snorted and moved me off his lap, slipping out of me. He lay down on the couch on his side, pulling me down onto my back next to him. “Well,
I
can’t allow that to happen,” he said with a small smile as his fingers traveled up my thigh. “Or not happen,” he laughed as his finger found my still swollen clit, brushing over it.

I gasped and my hips lifted off the couch slightly. As he played with my clit, he used his other hand to pull my breast free from my bra. I couldn’t help but giggle. “You now owe me panties
and
a new shirt, you know.”

He looked down at me sheepishly. “I do, don’t I? Sorry,” he said before lowering his head to run his tongue across my tight nipple, sending a jolt of electricity directly to my clit.

“It’s ok,” I managed to mutter before he sucked my nipple into his mouth. I closed my eyes with a sigh. His finger moved from my clit, sliding further between my legs before slipping inside me. He added a second finger while his thumb rubbed my sensitive nub.

I was so close to coming, right on the edge. He must have sensed it as he lifted his head from my breast and looked at me. “Come for me, Lauren. I want to watch you as you come on my hand,” he said, his voice deep as his fingers worked me.

“Sweet baby Jesus,” I mumbled as he wiggled his fingers inside me, finding my sensitive spot on the inside wall of my sex.

His encircled my nipple with his lips again; sucking firmly and I grabbed his wrist as I came hard, my back bowing off of the couch. “Fuck,” I cried out as I my orgasm flooded me, feeling it down to my toes.

He kept his fingers inside me, letting my walls spasm around him as my orgasm finally subsided. “That’s better,” he said as he pulled them out of me slowly, bringing them up to his lips. I watched as he put them into his mouth, sucking my juices off of them. I thought I was going to come again right there. I’d never seen anything hotter.

“I can never get enough of you, Lauren. I love how you taste,” he said after he removed his fingers from his mouth. He pulled me into him, his arm around my waist.

He kissed my forehead gently and I couldn’t help but wonder, “what if?” What if he lived by me and we dated? Could we have more than hot sex? We’ve had a great relationship for the past two years, even though it was just a professional one. I had a feeling we could, but we’d probably never know. I wasn’t going to think about it right now. I was going to enjoy my time with him.

Chapter Ten – Marcus

We dozed off together on her couch for a bit. Not surprising, since we’d stayed up so late the night before. I woke before her and as I lay there next to her, I watched her sleep. She looked like an angel and it almost seemed like she was smiling in her sleep. I wanted to touch her face but I didn’t want to wake her. I had this sudden urge to pull her even closer, to protect her and keep her safe always.

I wasn’t sure what was happening between us. I always knew that Lauren was an amazing woman, but I had no idea just how much she had to give. I didn’t want to go back to Denver. I wanted to stay here and see where this went. I wondered how open she would be to that idea.

She started to stir, her eyes opening slowly. “Hey there,” I said softly to her, a smile on my face.

“Hi,” she said and reached out to touch my face. “We fell asleep, huh?”

“Yep,” I replied, my fingers tracing small circles on her bare stomach. I looked over to the clock on the TV. “It’s about 10:30.”

She laughed softly. “Guess you wore me out last night.”

I snorted. “More like you wore me out, woman,” I teased her.

She slipped out of my arms and sat up on the edge of the couch. I loved how comfortable she was in her own skin, not nervous at all to be naked in front of me. I swung my legs around and sat next to her.

“What did you want to do tonight?” she asked as she stood up and started gathering her clothes tossed around her living room.

I lost my train of thought as I watched her bend over to pick up her blouse. “Um, wasn’t sure. I knew dinner would run late and stuff, so it doesn’t matter,” I said, still watching her walk around naked. Damn her body was fine!

She grabbed my dress shirt from the floor and slipped into it.
Oh my god, talk about sexy.
I watched her button it up, leaving it open just enough to show the swell of her cleavage. She rolled up the sleeves and my eyes were drawn to her long legs peeking out from the bottom of the shirt. She finally sat back down next to me.

“Are you ok? You got quiet all of a sudden,” she asked, putting her hand on my thigh.

“You look amazing in my shirt,” I said, looking over at her, noticing the way my shirt outlined her hard nipples.

She brushed a piece of hair that had fallen in front of her eye. “Thanks,” she said.

“You’re welcome,” I said. My heart was in my throat. This beautiful, smart, and sexy as hell woman was sitting next to me in my shirt and I never wanted to leave her.

I reached out to touch her hand. “How about we shower and go to bed?” I asked her. Maybe I was being presumptuous in thinking she wanted me to stay at her place, but I didn’t care. I wanted to spend every moment I could while I was here the next few days with her, even if we were just sleeping.

She bit her lip and nodded. “Sounds good to me,” she said and stood up, holding her hand out to me. “Let’s go.”

I took her hand and stood up from the couch. She turned and walked down the hall. I watched her walk in front of me, barefoot and in my shirt.
My woman in my shirt.
How was I going to leave her in a few days?

We walked into the bathroom and she turned on the water, letting it get hot and steamy while she unbuttoned my shirt slowly. She had a grin on her face; she knew she was torturing me. Since I ripped her blouse off earlier, it was probably a good idea to show some restraint this time. She slid it slowly off her shoulders and down her arms. She threw it on the bathroom floor and stepped into the shower.

I couldn’t move, mesmerized by the sight of her naked body. The bathroom was full of steam and I could barely make out her curves through the glass shower door.

“Aren’t you going to join me?” she called out to me.

I shook my head. What was I doing out here while that luscious naked woman was in there? “Yes,” I said as I opened the door and stepped inside, pulling her wet naked body to me.

“Good,” she said with a grin turning around so that my hard cock brushed against her ass. “I need help cleaning my back.”

“Oh baby,” I replied. “I’m going do more than just clean your back.”

She let out a squeal as I leaned down and bit her neck gently. Let’s hope she didn’t run out of hot water before I was done with her.

***

I managed to give her two mind-blowing orgasms before I fucked her up against her shower wall. Now I was waiting on her bed, watching the news while she finished up in the bathroom.

She shut off the bathroom light and walked over the bed, her wet dark hair combed back. She undid her robe and took it off before climbing into bed next to me. I put my arm around her and she settled in next to me, her naked skin warm and soft against mine. It was so natural to hold her, like she’d been made to fit there.

“It’s weird being here with you like this at my house,” she said as she slipped her arm around my waist and hooked her leg over mine. “Weird but good. You’re so used to seeing me all made up for work though and not all casual like this.”

“I like you like this,” I said. This confident woman was letting me see her insecurities and it only made me more possessive and protective of her. “I like you any way. You could wear a hazmat suit and still be sexy,” I said, my hand playing with her damp hair.

She laughed. “Thank you.”

I flipped her over onto her back, my body covering hers. “I mean it, Lauren. You’re beautiful,” I said, my eyes searching hers.

She smiled and reached up for me, pulling me down for a kiss. We made love then, slow and deliberate. I explored every inch of her sexy body with my hands and my lips, not leaving any area untouched. There was no sense of urgency this time, like we had all the time in the world.

When we were finally satiated, we feel asleep wrapped in each other’s arms. It was hard to tell where I started and she ended. I could get used to this. As I drifted off with her wrapped tight around, I reminded myself to check for jobs in Chicago again tomorrow.

Chapter Eleven – Lauren

I couldn’t concentrate at work the next day. Our customer left this morning and so had the other engineer that had come. Marcus was waiting back at his hotel for me to finish up. I couldn’t get the whole day off of work, but had managed to take a half-day and I was dying to get out of there. I had no idea what we were going to do with the day but I knew it would be fun and probably also involve a lot of nakedness.

I made Marcus promise not to email or text me so I could get things done and get out the door by noon, but I found myself missing him like crazy. I shook my head. I don’t think I’d felt like this about a guy since high school.

My boss had called a meeting for eleven that morning to discuss how the customer visit had gone. Part of me was scared shitless someone had found out about Marcus and me in the janitor’s closet and he was going to say something. Thankfully, the meeting was short and sweet and he didn’t say a word. He complimented me on how well the whole visit went and even told me to get out of the office and enjoy my weekend a little early. He didn’t have to tell me twice!

I grabbed my purse and left the office, walking the short distance to Marcus’s hotel. I was planning on asking him if he wanted to stay at my place the rest of the weekend. I didn’t want to miss a minute with him and I slept so well with him next to me the night before.

As I was walking, my phone rang. I smiled, thinking it would be Marcus but frowned when I saw it was Kyle again.
Really, again? What the hell did he want?
This time I hit the ignore button. If he had something important to say to me, he could leave me a message. If not, then I wasn’t going to waste my time.

I arrived at Marcus’s hotel and went up to his room, trying not to run. I couldn’t wait to see him and wrap myself around him. It was hard enough leaving him this morning when I went into work.

I knocked softly on his door. He answered the door quickly with a huge grin on his face. “Hey you.” He was dressed in gray t-shirt and faded blue jeans that hugged him in all the right places. His hair was still damp from his shower and the woodsy scent of his soap filled my nostrils.
Yum
.

I jumped into his arms, throwing my arms around his neck. “I missed you all morning,” I murmured against his lips before kissing him. My fingers threaded his hair as I kissed him deeply, my tongue teasing his.

“Wow,” he said when our kiss finally ended. “Now that’s what I call a greeting.”

“Mmhmm,” I said, smiling. I untangled myself from him and sat on the bed. I looked up at him with a smile as he stood in front of me. “I want to ask you something,” I said, reaching up to take his hands.

“Sure, anything,” he said, clasping my hands in his.

“Instead of staying here for the next two nights, what do you think about staying at my place?” I asked him.

His face broke out into a huge grin. “I was kinda hoping you would ask that,” he said.

“Really?”

He nodded and sat next to me. “Yep. I thought about asking you myself, but I didn’t want to seem too forward.” He turned to face me, taking a hand. “I really enjoyed staying at your place last night, Lauren. It just felt right.”

I nodded, relieved he felt the same way. “I agree.” I looked over at his suitcase and gestured towards it. “What do you say you grab that, check out early, and we head to my place? I want to take you out and show you the fabulousness that is Chicago.”

He stood up, pulling me with him. “Sounds good to me,” he lifted my chin with his finger and kissed my lips softly. “Just give me a sec to pack everything up, ok?”