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“You are beautiful,” Greg said softly as he dropped
her clothes to the floor and stood back staring at her sprawled completely
naked on his bed.
 
He reached for a
condom in his nightstand drawer.
 
Ripping
open the foil packet, he sheathed his cock before climbing on the bed.
 
“I don’t know what I did to deserve you
coming into my life, but I will be forever grateful.”
 
His body covered hers.
 
His cock nestled in the warmth between her
legs.
 
It took every ounce of strength he
had not to sink into her immediately.
 
But this wasn’t just about
him,
especially
considering the other men she’d been with didn’t seem to care about her
pleasure.
 
He planned to make sure she
enjoyed every second with him.
 

His mouth lowered to hers and he kissed her
gently.
 
His hands weaved into her long blonde
hair while his forearms kept him from crushing her.
 
Her skin was silky smooth
against
his own
.
 
Her body felt amazing
pushed against him.
 
He pressed little
kisses over her cheeks, her eyes,
her
nose.
 

“Make love to me, Greg,” she moaned softly.
 
“Please.”
 
The sound that escaped him took him by surprise.
 
Hearing her say those words made him
lightheaded with desire.
 
He’d been with
a few women over the years, but none that made him feel so needed… so
wanted.
 

“I’d love nothing more,” he whispered, nibbling on
her earlobe. Pushing the head of his cock against her wet slit, he slowly sunk
into her a couple of inches.
 
Her eyes
clinched shut and her fingernails dug into his biceps, so he froze above her.
 
He wasn’t sure how long he could hold
off.
 
Her pussy was tight… tighter than
he could have imagined.
 
Even with the
condom on, he felt extraordinarily snug inside her and he was not nearly as
deep as he wanted to be.
 

“Tessa,” he said, sounding breathy.
 
“I’m not hurting you, am I?”
 
God,
the last thing he wanted to do was hurt her.
 
He watched as her face
softened,
her muscles relaxing and as they did, so did the rest of her body.
 

“Deeper,” she gasped, raising her hips just slightly
to take a little more of his length.
 
Greg’s body stiffened, as did his cock.
 

“I need to know that I’m not hurting you,” he
grunted as her hips rotated against him again.

“You’re not hurting me,” she said, opening her eyes
to look at him.
 
“You’re big.
Really big.
 
I just
needed a minute.”

“You’re good for my ego,” he said with a small
laugh.
 
“Not only am I about to make love
to an incredibly beautiful woman, but she thinks
my cock is
really big.
 
Can this night get any
better?”
 
Tessa giggled and the sound
made him unimaginably harder.
 

“Perhaps I can help you with that.
 
Can you make love to me later?” she asked with
a sexy smile.
 
“I really need you to fuck
me with that big cock.
 
Right.
Now.”
 
She raised her hips off the bed and took more
of him, making Greg growl like an animal.
 
Her movements and her words were driving him crazy.

“Is that how you want to play this?” he asked,
then
he slammed into her to the hilt.
 
Holy
shit! Jesus Christ!
 
There was no way he
was going to last.
 

“Oh God,” she cried as his body took over.
 
The sensation of her tight pussy clamping
down on his cock was unbelievable.
 
The
sensation of moving in and out of her slick body sent him over the edge and his
hips pistoned into her, pinning her to the bed.
 
She threw her head back, arching her neck and cried out.
 
Her pussy tightened even further and then she
shuddered as the walls of her cunt pulsed around him.
 
She was so snug that his cock felt every
little tremor.

“Fuck, Tessa!
 
Fuck,” he said before his own body shuddered and he emptied himself
inside her,
then
collapsed on top of her, making sure
to hold up enough of his weight.

He would have thought he was a teenager coming so
quickly, so hard.
 
He couldn’t remember
the last time he had been so aroused, so excited to be with a woman.
 
Sure, he could get a woody with just the idea
of sex, but Greg knew he really was a one-woman-type of guy.
 
So, having random sex with someone he saw no
future with didn’t bring him to the same level of arousal.
 
But he saw a future with Tessa, as crazy as
that sounded.
 

“Wow,” she sighed.
 
“That was amazing.
 
You are
amazing.
 
Your cock is amazing.”
 
She giggled and he pulled back just a bit to
watch the flush spread over her at the mention of his cock.
 
He nuzzled into her neck before he started to
laugh.

“I’m a bad influence on you,” he said against the
skin of her neck.
 

“Why’s that?”

“When I first met you yesterday, you were cussing
like kindergartener.
 
Now, all I hear is
fuck and cock,” he said with a laugh.

“True.
 
You
are a bad influence on me,” she said with a thoughtful tone.
 
“Do you think we can get another round of bad
influence in before I pass out?”
 
He
pulled his head up from the spot on her neck that he showered with kisses.

“Seriously?” he asked, looking into her blue
eyes.
 

“Seriously,” she replied, moving her hips against
him.
 
He groaned and felt himself start
to stiffen again.

“I haven’t even pulled out yet and you’re ready to
go again?”
 
He ran his fingers along her
cheek.
 
His thumb brushed gently over her
bottom lip.

“Please,” she said with a giggle.
 
He lowered his lips to her and nuzzled her
bottom lip between his teeth.

“You’re going to be the death of me, Tessa,” he
whispered against her mouth.
 
“But I
can’t think of a better way to go than buried inside you.”
 
He pulled out of her, tossed her over his shoulder
and walked her to the bathroom, where he fucked her in the shower until she was
incapable of standing.
  
Then he carried
her back to his bed and slept like a log wrapped around her beautiful body.

Chapter
Eight

“Start to wiggle your toes,” Tessa said softly,
sitting on her purple yoga mat at the front of the studio classroom at
Advantage.
 
Everyone was in relaxation
pose, lying on their backs.
 
“Wiggle your
fingertips.”
 
She was slowly bringing
them back to the present.
 
 
She was wrapping up her Friday lunchtime class
and then had to hustle to her studio for her Friday afternoon class there.

She could hardly believe it had been almost exactly
one week since she met Greg in the parking lot of this office building.
 
It had been a glorious week.
 
He’d made a great effort, especially
considering his work schedule, to see her every day even if for just for a
short while.
 
She had only spent two
nights without him.
 
He had to work a
couple of nights really late, so he reluctantly agreed to sleep apart.
 
But he had stressed to her that he had not
liked it.
 
And the moment he was within
ten feet of her, he couldn’t keep his hands off of her.
 
He had to be touching her in some fashion.

“Roll over to one side,” she said, continuing on
with her class.
 
“Please push up to a
comfortable seat.”
 
The twelve students
did as they were told.
 
“Breathe in and
raise your hands over your head.
 
Exhale
your hands in prayer position.”
 
She did
as she instructed the class to do.
 
“The
spirit in me honors the spirit in you.
 
Namaste.”
 
She bowed
forward and so did the students.
 
After a
few seconds of silence, the students started to rise and roll up their yoga
mats.

“Thanks, Tessa,” several of the female students said
before walking out the door.
 

“Yeah,
Tessa,
thanks,” said
a guy that had been attending her class for the last several weeks.
 
She thought his name was Brad or Brandon or
something like that.
 
He was one of three
guys that attempted to join the class.
 
She loved having guys in her class because guys were so in need of
improving their flexibility.
 
It was nice
to see a few guys admit that.

“You’re welcome,” she said, smiling at him.
 
She squatted and started to roll up her yoga
mat.
 
She had noticed that a gorgeous red
head was moving slow in gathering her things, sort of lingering.
 
She was new to the class.
 
Tessa had been teaching at Advantage for
months now and had never seen her in a class before.
 

“Tessa,” the auburn haired beauty said, walking
towards the front of the class where Tessa stood.
 

“Yes,” Tessa said.

“I’m Elizabeth Wright,” she said, holding out her
hand.
 
“John Dorsey’s
girlfriend.”
 
The name sounded
familiar, but Tessa couldn’t figure out where she had heard either of their
names or why she should know them.
 

“Nice to meet you, Elizabeth,” Tessa said, grasping
her hand and shaking it gently.
 
Elizabeth had a firm handshake.
 
It was almost intimidating.
 

“You don’t know who I am, do you?” Elizabeth asked
softly.
 
Tessa watched as her green eyes
sparkled and a smile inched across her lips.

“Sorry,” Tessa said.
 
“Am I supposed to?”
 
Tessa slid
her yoga mat over her shoulder and picked up her purse from the floor by the
mirrors.
 

“You and Greg are coming over tomorrow night for
dinner at our place on the beach,” Elizabeth said.
 
The smile still on her
lips.
 
“Well, it’s technically
John’s place.
 
I’m partially moved in.”

“Oh God,” Tessa said.
 
Now she knew where she had heard the names
before.
 
Greg had told her that his
friends wanted to have them over for dinner.
 
He had explained that the two of them had been eager for him to get a
woman so they could double date and travel together and they were so excited he
was dating her.
 
Tessa had been a little
worried about the dinner.
 
There was a
huge age difference between her and Greg and even though neither of them
were
bothered by the age gap, she couldn’t be sure that his friends
would accept her.
 

“Well, at least now, I know that Greg mentioned the
dinner.
 
I was afraid perhaps he didn’t
tell you in hopes that he might be able to wiggle his way out of it,” Elizabeth
said with a giggle.
 
She was definitely
older than Tessa, but not by much.
 
Elizabeth
had no wrinkles, no crow’s feet,
no
laugh lines.
 
And she was gorgeous.
 
Tessa actually felt childlike next to
Elizabeth’s voluptuous body.

“He did mention it,” Tessa said softly.
 
“Good,” Elizabeth continued. “I didn’t want to have to kick his ass for trying
to keep you to himself.
 
I mean,
seriously, John tells me Greg’s been MIA since meeting you, which I think is
wonderful.
 
Greg is a doll and he
deserves a good woman.
 
I thought we’d
never find him one and as it turns out, he was capable of finding one on his
own.”
 
She smiled broadly and winked at
her.
 

Tessa couldn’t help but smile herself.
 
Even though Elizabeth looked like a model on
the cover of a lingerie magazine, there was something about her that made Tessa
like her immediately.
 
Maybe it was the
fact that she obviously cared for Greg and seemed to look after him and that
made Tessa happy to know that he had good friends.
 
Maybe it was the fact that Elizabeth seemed
so excited about meeting her.
 
Maybe it
was the prospect of actually having a girlfriend.
 
God
knows, it wasn’t easy making friends growing up when she had to care for her
drunken mother regularly.