stocking clad legs, caressing the bare skin beneath her garters. He rocked his erection against her pussy, and what had been resistance just moments ago, now turned into moans. Her bodice was low, the swells of her breasts spilling over the top. He ached to rip it down, to reveal the soft mounds, but remembered himself. This was only a game of subterfuge, which reminded him. He needed to make it look real.
He didn’t think any of the men had caught his face, but just in case, he needed them to be so shamed that they wouldn’t question why he didn’t lift his head.
He undid his trousers, pushing them past his hips, his bare ass on display. Despite the fact that it was a ruse, his cock hardened, a blatant response to the woman beneath him.
He settled between her spread thighs, careful not to enter her, but it was a struggle. She was just so hot, so wet, so achingly tempting. He groaned. If she gave him just the slightest hint, he would be inside her in seconds.
He lifted his head, her eyes were glazed with lust, her lips full and puffy as if a bee had stung them.
“When they come in, do not break the kiss to look at them, you understand?”
She nodded and he captured her lips again, chanting to himself that this was not real—not real.
Everything after that happened so fast, most of it was a blur.
She wound her arms around him, her thighs holding him close. A ragged moan escaped him when she lifted her hips, the tip of his cock parting her wet folds.
He wanted to call her name, bite out a warning, but merde , he hadn’t asked the lady her name. He started to lift his head, but the door burst open.
He plundered her mouth.
Her hips jerked higher.
Unable to stop himself, he pushed inside her, and her cry ripped through the air.
There were a series of muffled apologies and the door slammed shut.
“ Merde ,” he cursed as he held himself still above her, his breaths coming in choppy pants as he fought to quiet the urgency that raged within him.
“Don’t stop. Please don’t stop.”
He touched her face. “At least remove your mask so I can—”
“No,” she said softly, her hips moving beneath him, sending him tunnelling deeper.
He let out a hoarse curse, his control slipping as he drove into her, burying himself deep inside her until he could not go any further.
Their bodies moved in unison, as they twisted together against the sheets, their muffled cries and groans of pleasure echoing off the walls of the room.
Her body was tight around him, but it opened to him, yielded beneath him and he moved within her at a frenzied pace, his thrusts now deeper and harder as he neared completion. She surged up to meet him, her hips lifting off the bed to pull him deeper within her body and he rode her with rough strokes, his hips bucking furiously.
She clasped her ankles around him, her body tensing beneath him. She’d barely climaxed, crying out in pleasure, before he erupted. With a strangled groan, he thrust into her one final time and released his seed deep within her womb.
They collapsed against the bed, their breathing laboured as sweat trickled across their entwined bodies.
He cursed under his breath and rolled off of her. It had been her first time—she deserved so much better than to be tumbled in the sheets with a man who was nothing but a stranger to her. But he had to go. A transaction was taking place tonight. If he missed it, he wouldn’t get another chance like this again.
“I have to go. The man I’m after will escape if I don’t leave now.”
She nodded, her eyes wide. She looked both innocent and seductive, with the bed sheet clutched to her ample chest. “I understand.”
He could tell she didn’t. “What’s your name at least? I could find you when this is over and I could see you again.” That was a bit of a lie. He didn’t really want to see her again. She wasn’t part of his plan. All he wanted to do was wrap up this case and start anew in Philadelphia.
Her eyes
He didn’t think any of the men had caught his face, but just in case, he needed them to be so shamed that they wouldn’t question why he didn’t lift his head.
He undid his trousers, pushing them past his hips, his bare ass on display. Despite the fact that it was a ruse, his cock hardened, a blatant response to the woman beneath him.
He settled between her spread thighs, careful not to enter her, but it was a struggle. She was just so hot, so wet, so achingly tempting. He groaned. If she gave him just the slightest hint, he would be inside her in seconds.
He lifted his head, her eyes were glazed with lust, her lips full and puffy as if a bee had stung them.
“When they come in, do not break the kiss to look at them, you understand?”
She nodded and he captured her lips again, chanting to himself that this was not real—not real.
Everything after that happened so fast, most of it was a blur.
She wound her arms around him, her thighs holding him close. A ragged moan escaped him when she lifted her hips, the tip of his cock parting her wet folds.
He wanted to call her name, bite out a warning, but merde , he hadn’t asked the lady her name. He started to lift his head, but the door burst open.
He plundered her mouth.
Her hips jerked higher.
Unable to stop himself, he pushed inside her, and her cry ripped through the air.
There were a series of muffled apologies and the door slammed shut.
“ Merde ,” he cursed as he held himself still above her, his breaths coming in choppy pants as he fought to quiet the urgency that raged within him.
“Don’t stop. Please don’t stop.”
He touched her face. “At least remove your mask so I can—”
“No,” she said softly, her hips moving beneath him, sending him tunnelling deeper.
He let out a hoarse curse, his control slipping as he drove into her, burying himself deep inside her until he could not go any further.
Their bodies moved in unison, as they twisted together against the sheets, their muffled cries and groans of pleasure echoing off the walls of the room.
Her body was tight around him, but it opened to him, yielded beneath him and he moved within her at a frenzied pace, his thrusts now deeper and harder as he neared completion. She surged up to meet him, her hips lifting off the bed to pull him deeper within her body and he rode her with rough strokes, his hips bucking furiously.
She clasped her ankles around him, her body tensing beneath him. She’d barely climaxed, crying out in pleasure, before he erupted. With a strangled groan, he thrust into her one final time and released his seed deep within her womb.
They collapsed against the bed, their breathing laboured as sweat trickled across their entwined bodies.
He cursed under his breath and rolled off of her. It had been her first time—she deserved so much better than to be tumbled in the sheets with a man who was nothing but a stranger to her. But he had to go. A transaction was taking place tonight. If he missed it, he wouldn’t get another chance like this again.
“I have to go. The man I’m after will escape if I don’t leave now.”
She nodded, her eyes wide. She looked both innocent and seductive, with the bed sheet clutched to her ample chest. “I understand.”
He could tell she didn’t. “What’s your name at least? I could find you when this is over and I could see you again.” That was a bit of a lie. He didn’t really want to see her again. She wasn’t part of his plan. All he wanted to do was wrap up this case and start anew in Philadelphia.
Her eyes
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