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maybe a few days of pure sexual, no-strings,
fun was exactly what the doctor ordered. She shouldn’t assume that every man
that wanted to get into her pants planned to stick around but that didn’t mean
she couldn’t enjoy the ride while it lasted.
    “Are you
hungry?” Evan said kissing the top of Michelle’s head.
    “A little,” she
said. She almost suggested that they go out for dinner but the snow would make
that an unlikely option. Besides, they were both in need of a shower and
getting dressed. She was reluctant to cover up that god-like body of his with
clothes again anytime too soon. She felt a stirring between her legs just at
the thought of the naked man that lay beneath the comforter.
    “I think I have
a couple of frozen pizzas. I could throw one in the oven if that’s okay with
you?”
    “Yeah, sure.”
She suppressed the disappointment that he didn’t at least express a desire to
take her out somewhere.
    She watched as
he got up and stepped into a pair of black silk boxers that had been tossed
onto the floor during their initial romp. He disappeared into the kitchen humming
a tune and she could hear him turning on the oven and rummaging for plates and
things. She looked around the floor trying to locate her own panties and
clothes but couldn’t immediately locate them. She’d been in such a hurry to
lose them that she hadn’t paid much attention to where they’d landed.
    She slipped off
the couch and crawled across the floor until she finally found her pink satin
panties where they barely stuck out from underneath the love seat. Just as she
reached for them she heard a whistle behind her. She turned around to find Evan
with a bottle of wine in one hand and two long stem glasses in the other hand
watching her. Her back end was in full view as she’d rummaged across the floor
on all fours.
    “Well, if that
isn’t a sight,” he said.
    If it had been
anyone else, she’d have quickly covered herself but with Evan, she didn’t feel
self conscious. She maintained her position on all fours with the pair of
panties in her hand and smiled at him over her shoulder. Then, just for good
measure, she wiggled her behind a couple of times. He laughed but the boxers
did little to hide the fact that he liked what he saw.
    He stepped forward
and put the wine and the glasses on the coffee table. She started to sit
upright but he put a hand on her back to stop her.
    “Oh no,” he
said, “I like this view.”
    Michelle could
feel the warmth growing behind her legs with the way that Evan looked at her.
She’d never felt comfortable being the center of attention but when it came to
him, she didn’t want to be anything else. He slipped the boxers off and dropped
to his knees beside her.
    “You won’t be
needing those,” he said taking the panties out of her hands.
    “What about the
pizza?”
    “We have at
least fifteen minutes until it’s done cooking. I think I have a pretty good idea
what we can do with our time.”
    “Whatever do you
mean?” she said bending the upper half of her body lower to the floor so that
her backside was better presented to him.
    He stroked her
behind in appreciation, moving slowly over the curves so that he didn’t miss a
single inch of her skin. Her entire body tingled in response.
    “I don’t think I
could ever get enough of you,” he said as he forced her legs apart a little
more opening her sex to him. She steadied herself as she waited for him to move
into position and claim what she wanted so much to give him. When he didn’t
move right away, she looked back over her shoulder.
    “Something is
missing,” he said as though he read the question in her eyes.
    “What do you
mean?”
    He jumped to his
feet and disappeared to the bedroom while she maintained her position on all
fours in eager anticipation. He returned and warned her not to move a muscle.
She froze at the tone in his voice. There was something primal about it that
made her insides turn to liquid. She