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Gina laughed and arched one eyebrow. “That’s all that you got out of the conversation?”

I sighed and stepped back, needing some space from her intoxicating smile to think clearly. “I know that this isn’t an ideal situation. But I don’t want to keep being that guy that sneaks over to your apartment in the middle of the night.”

Gina bit her bottom lip. “I don’t know. It is risky enough. You think that sneaking around and trying to date without Amalia finding out, especially in a town this small?”

“I think that it’s worth a shot.” I shrug and look at her, wishing that everything was more accessible than it has to be. “I’m tired of sacrificing my happiness for what I’m supposed to do.”

“It will cause a massive scandal once people find out. You’re a lot older than me. My boss. My best friend’s father.”

“I’m a man interested in an intelligent, ambitious, and stunning woman. That’s all that Mateoers.”

Her frown softened slightly. “I think we need to get to know each other better before we tell Amalia. But, if we’re going to risk making her hate both of us, I want to ensure it’s worth it.”

“I’m pretty sure I can agree to those terms,” I said with a small smile.

Gina rolled her eyes, but there was excitement in her eyes. “You have to agree to those terms. They’re the only way this will work for right now.”

I wrapped my arms around her waist and pulled her closer to me. Gina weaved her fingers through my hair, pulling me closer.

“If you keep distracting me like this, I’m never going to finish getting dinner ready,” she said as she pulled away and turned around.

She returned to chopping carrots while I grabbed the marinating chicken from the fridge and went outside to the grill.

I would die a happy man if every day could look like today.

“What do you think about this?” Gina asked, strutting into the room wearing nothing but a sheer bodysuit.

I groaned, my cock hardening as my gaze traveled up and down her body. “You look fucking amazing. Get over here.”

She grinned and walked toward the bed, taking her time as she crawled up to me. Her knees bracketed my hips as she leaned down to kiss me. Her hands worked their way down my torso, her nails scraping lightly against the skin and sending all my blood straight to my cock.

Gina moaned as I nipped her bottom lips and raised my hips, thrusting my cock against her core. She rolled her hips, rubbing against me through the thin fabric layers separating us.

I reached up to massage her breasts. Her back arched as I rolled her nipples between my fingers while she rocked her hips, building friction between us.

Gina smirked down at me as she pulled away long enough to grip the hem of my shirt. She worked it up my body, her heated gaze traveling down my torso. As soon as she tossed the shirt to the floor, she leaned forward, kissing my neck.

My hands worked down her curves, grabbing her hips and holding her against me. She moaned, her nails digging into my chest as her mouth moved back to mine.

Our tongues tangled as I worked the bodysuit down over her waist. She kicked the bodysuit the rest of the way off as I lifted my hips and dragged down my shorts.

Gina kissed her way down my body, tracing her tongue over the muscles of my stomach before she worked her way down to my cock.

I was throbbing as she flattened her tongue over my head before taking me in her mouth, her hand gripping the base. She moaned around me as she hollowed her cheeks and started sucking.

Groaning, I wrapped her hair around my hand, guiding her head up and down my cock. She looked up at me as she sucked, her teeth grazing along my length as she leaned back on her heels.

I grabbed her and flipped us over. She writhed beneath me as I nestled between her legs, her thighs pressing against my shoulders as I ran my tongue up the length of her wet slit before circling her clit.

Her inner walls clenched around my fingers as I pushed inside of her. I continued flicking my tongue against her clit, sucking it hard before flattening my tongue against it to soothe away the sting.

She moaned, her back arching as I thrust my fingers faster into her, feeling her pulsate around me.

“Not yet,” I said as her legs shook slightly. “I want to feel you come all over my cock, not my hand. I want to feel those tight little walls milking me when you finish.”

Gina looked at me with a fire burning in her eyes as I knelt between her legs and lined my cock up with her entrance. I captured her mouth in a searing kiss, thrusting long and slow strokes until Gina was writhing beneath me.

Her nails raked down my back, and her thighs squeezed my hips as she met me thrust for thrust. Her inner walls squeezed me hard as she dug her nails deeper into my back.

“Come for me,” I said, nipping at her bottom lip. “Fucking soak my cock.”

Gina’s inner walls squeezed around me harder as her body tensed. “Oh fuck, I want to come all over your cock.”

“Do it,” I said, my cock throbbing as my release neared.

I rocked my hips harder, thrusting deeper into her as she came. Gina’s moans filled the room, and her inner walls pulsated. As she rode out the waves of her orgasm, I came, stiffening above her before we slumped together, exhausted and satisfied.

“You know, it’s going to be a damn shame when this weekend ends,” Gina said as she got on top of me again.

“And why is that?” I asked, folding my arms and looking up at her.

Gina shrugged. “I could think of a couple of reasons.”

I watched as she rolled her hips, my cock starting to harden again. Gina gave me a coy smile as she rolled her nipples between her fingers, playing with herself as her hips rocked.

“It doesn’t have to end yet,” I said, flipping us over and grinning at her. “I will drag this out for as long as possible.”