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Once in the bathroom, I realize how grimy I feel. Between the sprint to the terminal and the romp in the hay, I need a shower, desperately."Hey, Tyler," I call through the door."Yeah? Everything okay?""It's been a long day. Do you mind if I jump in the shower and rinse off?"I hear his footsteps coming toward the door. "Not at all. Do you need some help?" His voice changes from concerned to eager.I giggle as I turn the knob, opening the door for him. He stops long enough to kiss my lips, then reaches past me to turn on the water. Another of the things I love about this hotel is the bathroom. There's no bathtub, just a huge, tiled shower, and instead of a curtain, there's a glass wall. There's no door to the shower, just an opening in the glass, allowing entrance. The tile is a deep, rich brown, which suddenly seems warm and inviting. There's a lot of room to enjoy each other in this space.Tyler leaves his hand under the water, waiting for the temperature to rise to a c
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I swallow hard. There's no doubt he can see the fear in my eyes. I've never been taken anally. I admit the thought appeals to me, but simultaneously terrifies me. My mind begins to race, wondering if I can do this, if I really want to do this. I do, but I'm afraid it will hurt. I don't do well with pain. My face admits defeat as I look down, refusing to make further eye contact.He turns and sits on the bed with me still in his lap. Now able to use his hands, he tilts my chin, forcing the issue. "We stop when you say stop. If you aren't comfortable, if it hurts, or you just don't like it...you say the word, and I stop."There's something in his eyes telling me he means what he says. I see lust, but beyond that-or maybe on the forefront, I can't be sure-he looks as though he wants to take care of me. The way his hand strokes my spine tells me it's more than a physical desire to please me tonight. In some odd way, he genuinely seems to care about me.I nod my confirmation. The tens
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Waking to the alarm on my phone, I search for it, realizing it's somewhere on the floor in my jeans. When I find the cell and silence the alarm, it hits me like a ton of bricks.I'm alone.He didn't stay with me.I didn't wake to his beautiful face.I sit on the bed and let out a sigh of sadness. I knew it would happen, but I thought he would at least say goodbye.A tear escapes, rolling down my cheek. I wipe it off with vigor, angry with myself for getting attached in what was clearly a one-night stand. There's no note, no business card to contact him the next time I'm in town, nothing. Needing to wash away my emptiness and fix my disheveled hair, I take to the shower.The next day and half are brutal. Back to back meetings, little time to eat, and by the end of the first night, I am so exhausted from the mental overload of the day and lack of sleep from the night before, I crash in the room after dinner and drinks with people I wasn't really interested in spending any tim
Strangers Chapter 15: Caged
"Sasha! Wait. You have a showing of the mill at four," my admin Tonya calls out to me as I'm about to leave for the day.I stop with my hand on the door. "It's a quarter till. When were you going to tell me?" I'm sure she can hear the irritation in my voice. That property has been the bane of my existence. Every time I show it, something happens. It's as if the place is cursed. I've tried repeatedly to get the owner to list it with another agent, but she refuses. The last time I tried, she told me it was a very special place and the right buyer would come along. Then she winked at me. Crazy old bat."I just hung up the phone. I didn't know you were leaving early or I would have scheduled it for tomorrow." She races up to me with the address written down, as if I don't know where the place is, and a woman's name and phone number: Claire Weston. "She was adamant about seeing the place today."I watch Tonya's face. There's something she isn't telling me about this showing. She's wor
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The first thing I see is her high heel-clad foot hit the pavement. The second one joins it as she stands from the seat. She's tall and thin with legs that go on for a mile.Sliding my gaze up her stems, I note the smart black skirt perfectly tailored to fit her body, the billowy white blouse that seems to hover over her skin instead of actually touching it, then her long, lean neck. She has on huge sunglasses-popular with the ladies these days-hiding most of her features, but her nose is slim and straight. Her dark-black hair tied back at the base of her neck. She is the picture of perfection, but looks brutal as hell.Pushing off the car, I walk to her, extending my hand. "Sasha Maxwell." I introduce myself.She lifts the glasses from her face with her left hand, extending her right with a snide grin. "Sasha, huh?" She doesn't wait for a response to the arrogant way she snarled my name. "Claire Weston."Times like these I hate my parents for giving me a name like Sasha. As a k
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I let out the breath I held as the heavy steel doors close. I press the button to take us to the ground floor counting every second that ticks by before I can be free from this wench. Everything about her irritates the shit out of me: the way she walks, the way she holds her head, her voice, the things she says, the noise her fucking shoes make on the concrete.Every.Damn.Thing.The car comes lurching to a halt tossing me against the wall. I brace myself on the handrail to keep from falling then realize my client hadn't been so fortunate. Spread out on her ass, her skirt has ridden up her legs in the fall and she is holding her ankle. That's what she gets for wearing those stupid ass shoes to look at a damn mill. Extending my hand to help her up, she backhands my arm."I'm fine. I don't need your help." Ahh, the wounded pride of a woman shining through."Suit yourself." I lean back against the wall, wondering how long we'll be held captive.I fucking hate this goddamn b
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I play games on my phone for a couple of hours to ward off the crazy that is starting to fill my mind until my phone finally dies. Claire's died about twenty minutes before mine.I've watched her from the corner of my eye as she's picked at her skirt and blouse. She reminds me of a monkey pulling mites off another monkey, and I have to suppress a laugh.The anger has dissipated and I can acknowledge when her mouth is shut just what a striking woman she is. Her green eyes are such a stark contrast to her dark hair. Her milky complexion doesn't have a flaw in it. Her cheekbones are high, perfect nose, and lovely neck. Somewhere along the way, she took the tie out of her hair, letting it fall around her shoulders in loose waves. She tucks the shiny locks behind her ear, unaware she's being watched.Her head slowly turns in my direction and I notice her eyes are brimmed with tears."What's wrong, Princess?""I'm terribly claustrophobic. I was doing okay with my phone to distract
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Turning, I put my back to the steel doors and slide down, still firmly planted inside her. I'm gearing up for round two, but need her to keep me aroused while I regain a little strength.The problem is she looks thoroughly fucked and in need of a nap. Her hair is mussed, her face flushed with a beautiful glow, and her eyes heavy. She lifts her gaze to mine. I notice the normally mint green of her eyes now has a yellow hue, as if they have softened. She must see the desire building again because she gives me this quirky grin as she slowly rocks her hips.The movements are so subtle I wouldn't notice them if my dick weren't in her tight pussy. She accentuates the roll of her hips just enough to keep me hard but not enough for me to be desperate to fuck her. She tucks her head into my shoulder, allowing the rest of her body to relax and rest while she waits for me. This isn't her first rodeo.With her breasts pressed against my chest, her arms around my neck and mine loosely draped
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