Serendipity (Inevitable)

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enough, or that somehow I was doing something wrong. But it’s so different with you. You’ve already made me come three times tonight, almost without any effort at all, and each one was stronger than the last.” She leaned down and kissed him. “Thank you.”
    Nathan groaned and enfolded her in his arms. “Oh, God, Julia. It was my pleasure as much as yours. And you are the sexiest, most responsive woman I’ve ever known. If you haven’t been able to have orgasms easily in the past, it certainly wasn’t because of you.” He buried his face in her hair and murmured, “And this night is far from over. I plan on giving you more orgasms, sweet Julia. As many as you can stand.”
    She wound her arms and legs around his, trying to get as close as possible. “Mmm, that sounds delightful. But I think you’re going to have to feed me before you try. I feel like a wet noodle right now. I’m not sure I can move, much less stand up.”
    He grinned. “And you’ve worn me out, you insatiable little minx. So let’s get ourselves fed so we can play some more.”

    Julia shook her head as Nathan offered to refill her glass yet again with the deliciously chilled Prosecco he’d ordered from room service to accompany their meal.
    “No more for me, thanks. I’ll be too sleepy in a few minutes if I have any more to drink.”
    He raised a brow, and filled his glass with the sparkling wine instead. “Well, we can’t have that, can we? I still have plans for you while the night is young.”
    Her nipples instantly hardened beneath his white dress shirt that she’d pulled on when their food had arrived. A quick glance at the bedside clock showed that it was barely ten o’clock, and she wondered briefly how many more times he could reasonably be expected to perform tonight, given that he’d already come hard twice this evening. With her limited past experiences, she’d never had a lover who was good for more than two orgasms in one night. By the way Nathan’s blue eyes had begun to glitter, however, she had a feeling – a very, very good one – that he was more than ready for the next round.
    The food he’d ordered – an interesting potpourri of a Portobello mushroom flatbread pizza, lobster mac and cheese, and white and milk chocolate covered strawberries – had done wonders to revive her after their very physical and exhausting lovemaking. She’d had just enough Prosecco to feel a slight, pleasant buzz, while still being extremely aware of the gorgeous, half-naked man seated just across from her.
    And as she gazed at Nathan across the small corner table where they sat, she felt herself growing wet again, her nipples hardening merely from looking at him. He looked ridiculously sexy wearing just a low-slung pair of sweat pants, his beautifully defined chest and shoulders bare. His thick brown hair was mussed, and the dark stubble on his face lent him a rather roguish look. He was, as she’d told him earlier, a beautiful man in both face and body, and she couldn’t tear her eyes from him. She resisted the urge to lick her lips as her gaze continued to rove over his muscular arms and torso, before dropping to his crotch where his erection was already beginning to tent his pants. Evidently just looking at her was enough to arouse him, too.
    He watched her in an almost predatory manner as he sipped his wine slowly and deliberately, neither of them saying a word. His gaze traveled from her tousled hair and flushed cheeks to her trembling mouth before dipping to her chest. He smiled knowingly at the sight of her nipples poking unmistakably against his shirt, but only refilled his glass yet again, emptying the bottle this time. Julia was nearly quivering in arousal as he continued to sip his wine leisurely, seemingly in no hurry whatsoever to satisfy his rather obvious need for her body. When he finally finished the last of the wine, he set the glass down and pushed his chair back from the table.
    “Come here.”
    The softly

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