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Maeve

My God.

His beautiful lips were rolling. Moving. Kissing me in the slowest, most sensuous way possible.

His hand slides upward. Ever so gently it cradled my face, barely touching me as I gasped softly into his mouth.

Even the voice of reasoning calling me and giving me a million and one reasons why this was a bad idea couldn’t stop me.

I was kissing him back in an instant.

Titling my head to one side, as his tongue slipped past my lips and began eagerly exploring my mouth.

His body was pure, unadulterated heat. I could feel the heat radiating outward as he all but pressed himself against me, stopping only to take one of my trembling hands and reposition it on one of his hips.

Hmmm…

Our kiss became a full make-out session as we went at each other hungrily. It was as if we had been starving for each other all our lives.

No words were exchanged. Nothing really needed to be said when our tongues tangled and soft moans of pleasure escaped from my mouth. Our tongues swirled together as we consummated our mutual attraction.

“Spend the night with me.”

He breathed the words against my mouth, not stopping or giving me the chance to respond to his question.

“This time I mean it the way you think.”

Even though I knew I shouldn’t be doing this with him since I don’t know him, I couldn’t say no.

When he freed my mouth and looked at me for an answer. I found myself nodding.

“Good girl.”

He whispered right before he kissed me again. This time, his kiss was hard and fast.

It felt like a promise of what’s to come and God, I wanted it all.

What would it hurt to spend the night in the arms of the gorgeous stranger?

In about five days, I will be on the plane back to my country and far away from him.

Venice would be a fond memory of the time we spent together instead of the loneliness.

I had no reason to say no to him so when he stopped our kiss and pulled me along with him, I followed him.

It didn’t take up to ten minutes to arrive at his hotel. Inside the lift, he backed me against the wall and kissed me senseless.

I could barely stand upright by the time we arrived on his floor.

Once the door of his suite closed behind us, he backed me against it and started kissing me again.

This time, there was no holding back.

Our clothes came off as we made out all the way to the bedroom.

He pushed me on the bed and I watched with needy eyes as he took off the remaining of his clothes.

I swallowed and licked my lips when I saw him in all of his glory.

Once he was fully naked, he joined me on the bed and his mouth found mine again.

Our kisses became hotter as we explored each other’s bodies.

I rocked uncontrollably rubbing against him, all of my body, not just my mouth wanting its fill.

I felt his muscles tense. Heard his hiss as my hands swept over him.

I felt his strength as he lifted me, rolling us both over and positioning me.

His large hands were hard on my thighs, parting them so he could fit in between.

Our mouths met again. tongues curling intimately.

In that moment, he pushed inside me and my head flew back and I gasped out his name.

“Andro.”

He took my hand and entwined our fingers as he thrust deep again.

His lips captured mine and I gave myself wholly to him. Not holding anything back and taking as much from him.

And when it was over, he lifted his weight from my chest but his lower half still pressed into me.

His fingers ran over my face slightly—my forehead, my cheeks, my lips, my jaw as if smoothing away any worries.

Not that I had any.

“I got you.”

He whispered as he rolled onto his back and pulled me with him so his chest cushioned my head.

His arm encircled me, holding me close and his other hand came to tilt my chin, lifting my face a little so he could kiss me.

He kissed but not on my lips. He kissed my forehead then his fingers moved to my hair gently stroking as I snuggled closer against him and sighed in contentment.

I fell asleep to his fingers slowly caressing me and the last thing I thought about before I slept was…..

I wish this weren’t a one-night thing. I could only wish because I knew after tonight, I would most certainly never see him again.

That’s why when I woke up alone on the bed the next morning, I wasn’t surprised.

I was more surprised by the fact that I slept so deeply for the first time in a month.

My whole body ached which wasn’t a surprise since Andro didn’t let me sleep much before he woke me up with sweet kisses and took me again and again until all that was left of me was a quivering mass of nerves.

Last night had been amazing but I knew there was no repeat of it and even though it hurt to know, decided not dwell on sadness.

I looked around for my clothes and was surprised to find them neatly folded.

I got out of bed and reached out for my clothes.

I picked up my dress and a piece of paper fell from it.

I couldn’t help the smile that crept to my face when I read what was written on the note.

“Morning sunshine. Will be back shortly, wait for me!!!”

I chuckled to myself as I turned back to the bed, abandoning my dress.

What would it hurt to wait for him and maybe get a little goodbye?

What more if he asks me to spend the rest of my time here with him?

After last night, I don’t think I can say no to him.

I lay back on the bed and closed my eyes reminiscing about last night and how well he loved my body.

I couldn’t remember the last time sex felt so wonderful.

Damn, I have been missing so much.

Evans called me boring in bed. Oh how wrong he was.

If anyone is boring between the two of us, then it’s him. Last night with Andro opened my eyes to it all.

That bastard had been projecting his shortcomings on me.

“Bastard!”

I let out and pushed the thoughts of him out of my mind. This time, it was pretty easy to get him out of my mind because my mind preferred to focus on the things Andro did to me last night and what he might do when he gets back.

The silence in the room was broken by the ringing of a phone.

It took a moment to realize it was my phone and I reached for it.

I sat up and my heart skipped a beat when I saw my mom’s name flash on the phone.

I took it immediately, my heart beating fast.

There’s only one reason my mom would be calling me so early and it definitely wasn’t a good reason.

My fear was confirmed when she sobbed into the phone as soon as I took the call.