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Suzanne stroked Greta's stomach, then slid her finger over Greta's clit. Greta's eyes widened.

"Oh God. Yes. YES. YES!!!!!"

She pounded up and down on Ty, her voice growing hoarse with her moans, until final y she flung her head back

and wailed at the top of her lungs. Oh, God, he'd love to hear Melissa cry out like that. To know he'd made her

come.

Greta's movements slowed and she settled down on Ty's chest and nuzzled her head under his chin. He cuddled

her close, his cock still buried deep inside her. Finally, she gave him a kiss, then slid off.

"That was great." She smiled and grabbed a pile of clothes from the floor and started pul ing them on. "If you two want company again, just let me know. Maybe next time my husband, Bob, can join us."

Ty watched in appreciation as she headed for the door. Even though his cock was total y drained, and this

woman before him was well-proportioned and incredibly sexy, al he could think of as he watched her

sensational ass sway back and forth was how he wished it was Melissa's ass and, if it was, how much he'd love to

sink his now growing cock into it.

Melissa sat at a table as Shane ordered her another rum and Coke.

"Hello, again."

Melissa blanched as she turned to see Karen Smeed standing beside her. Not because she might have a problem

escaping the woman but, after watching Miss Lips take on two men, Melissa was worried she might be tempted

by Karen's proposition.

"Oh hi, Karen," she said. Karen's husband was nowhere to be seen, but Melissa didn't doubt he'd show up.

Karen, drink in hand, sat down beside her. "So where's your handsome—Oh . . ."

Shane placed Melissa's drink in front of her and smiled at Karen.

"Hello." He sat down beside Melissa.

"Hello, there." Karen turned a half grin on Melissa. "Why, you've been a busy girl this evening."

Melissa took Shane's hand and stood up, tugging him with her. "Yes, and if you'll excuse us, I intend to get busy

again."

She grabbed her drink and dragged Shane from the room. He chuckled as they strode along the corridor toward

the elevator, the ice cubes in their drinks tinkling against the glass.

"Do you realize what she'll assume you mean? About getting busy?"

The elevator doors opened and she pul ed him inside. As the doors closed behind them, she slid her free arm

around his waist and pul ed him close.

"I know exactly what she's thinking." She pushed herself to her tip toes and pressed her lips to his chin and nuzzled, then slid to his mouth. At first, he remained motionless, then his free arm slid around her and he pul ed

her closer. The sweet sensation of his mouth moving on hers burned through her. Her drink spil ed and she

lurched back. Dark liquid trailed down the leg of his beige dress pants.

"Oh, Shane, I'm so sorry."

He tugged her close, capturing her lips again.

"I don't care about that," he murmured, releasing her lips briefly. "This is the only thing I care about."

He intoxicated her with another kiss. He curled his hand around her head, cradling it gently while his lips

seduced her mouth. She breathed in his crisp, tangy after shave—so familiar and masculine. The essence of

Shane.

This is the only thing I care about. His words delighted her, but she couldn't help wondering if he meant kissing

or, more realistically, sex . . . or if he meant kissing her . . . and having sex with her.

The elevator doors opened at their floor and he linked his hand with hers and drew her down the hal to their

room. Once the door closed behind them, he took the drink from her hand and plunked it on the dresser beside

his own, then swept her into his arms for a hair-raising, blazing five-alarm kiss.

Every thought dropped from her mind like lead weights, leaving her free to float in the delightful, cloudlike

euphoria of his touch. His lips caressing hers, his tongue slipping sweetly into her mouth, his arms crushing her

against his hard, muscular body.

A heaven she had long dreamed about but never quite imagined being this sweet.

His lips drew away and she whimpered.

"Liss, are you really sure?"

Chapter 5

"HMM?" MELISSA'S EYES OPENED.

Shane's deep, blue eyes, ful of concern, gazed into hers.

"Are you sure? I don't want to ruin what we have."

A mix of deep emotions washed through her. She stroked his cheek, delighting in the feel of his slightly whisker-

roughened skin.

"You won't." She stroked his sandy, blond hair, then kissed him, hungry for his lips.

He cupped her face with both hands. "Promise I won't lose you as a friend."

Shane had had family problems growing up. Both his parents had divorced several times, and she knew her

friendship gave him a sense of stability.

She nodded. "I promise. I'll always be your friend." And so much more, she hoped.

Their lips met again and this time, with a blazing passion. Melissa felt the sparks sizzle through her, setting her

body on fire.

Her nipples became impossibly hard, thrusting into his chest, demanding attention. She tugged the tie holding

her dress fastened, releasing the bow. She drew back and pul ed the dress open, then dropped the garment

from her shoulders. As it pooled at her feet, his face filled with awe.

Shane stared at Melissa, clad in only a sheer black lace bra, skimpy panties, a garter belt, and black stockings.

The sweet, delicate scent of her perfume fil ed his senses. He longed to hold her close. To breathe her in and

take comfort in the curves of her body. Even though he'd just been with two women, the powerful yearning for

Melissa still coiled from deep within

"You are incredible." For so long he had wanted this woman—his friend, his confidante, and now, soon to be his lover.

Her hard nipples pushed at the delicate fabric of her bra. He stroked under her left breast, then dragged his

finger over her nipple. She sighed, a soft wispy sound that set his blood on fire. He dipped down and licked over

the lace, feeling her hard nub through the fabric. Impatient, she tugged the fabric down, baring her dusky pink

nipple to his sight.

His cock throbbed at the sight of it. Everything about her was so beautiful. He licked her nipple, feeling her

aureole pebble under his tongue. She tasted like warm honey—hot and sweet. His fingers dipped under the lace

to find her other nipple as he sucked this one into his mouth. She moaned softly. Her fingers flicked the tab at

the front of her bra and it popped open. He peeled it away, staring at her two perfect globes of soft, womanly

flesh.

"Melissa, you are so beautiful. My God, why did we wait so long?"

"Because fate worked against us." She stroked his temples and kissed him. "But we don't have to wait any longer."

Her tongue slipped into his mouth. She tasted minty, with a hint of rum.

She planted her hands on his chest and backed him up until he felt the bed behind his calves, then he sat down.

He caressed her generous breasts reverently, then sucked one into his mouth again, swirling his tongue around

and around her sensitive nipple, reveling in her desperate little gasps.

Soon those gasps would turn to moans as he brought her to orgasm. Tonight he would touch her, taste her . . .

explore her body in intimate detail.

If he could last that long.

He released her nub and smiled. She hooked her fingers into the waistband of her tiny panties and pushed them

downward, then stood up again, placing her pert naked little pussy right in front of him, framed by her black

garter belt and stockings.

"Oh, sweetheart, I want you so badly," he said.

She stroked her hand over the growing bulge in his pants.

"Mmm. I can feel that." She knelt in front of him. "Now let me see it."

She dragged down his zipper, then her hand slid inside his pants. At the feel of her delicate fingers encircling

him, he sucked in a breath. It felt so good. She drew him out, exposing his solid length.

Soon he would feel what it was like to make love to Melissa. He would sink into her hot body like he'd dreamed

of doing so many times.

Melissa stared at Shane's long, hard cock, mesmerized by the sight. She stroked his substantial length, delighted

by the feel of the rock-hard flesh gliding between her hands. She leaned over and licked the tip, tasting the salty

pre-cum oozing from the tiny hole. This proof that he wanted her excited her no end. She wrapped her lips

around him and slid her mouth over the head of his cock, then swirled her tongue around the ridge under the

crown.

"Oh, Liss, that feels wonderful."

Yes, wonderful. She'd wanted to share this intimacy with him for a long time.

Encouraged, she took him deeper, opening her throat and sucking him al the way in. She curled her hand

around his balls, stroking them gently.

"You're moving so fast, sweetheart."

"I got so turned on watching you with those women." Her vagina clenched at the memory. Oh God, she wanted

his cock inside her, stroking the length of her vagina.

He tugged open his shirt and she stroked her fingers over his hard little nipples, then shifted to suck one into her

mouth, loving the pearl hardness against her tongue, while her hand stroked his cock, keeping it warm. His

chest, so firm and muscular under her hands, rose and fell at an increasing rate.

"Okay, you've seen me, now I want to have a good look at you."

He tugged the bedspread back, revealing the white sheets, then grabbed her waist and drew her onto the bed.

She stretched out on the satiny linen, her insides melting at the look of awe in his simmering blue eyes as he

knelt beside her. He removed one of her stockings, then the other. The delicate feel of his fingers gliding along

her legs as he rol ed each stocking downward sent wild tingles rushing through her. He unhooked her garter belt

and tossed it aside, then positioned himself over her. His large, warm hands encompassed her breasts.

"These are incredible."

He leaned forward and kissed one nipple, then sucked it deep into his warm, moist mouth. She gasped at the

electric sensation. He released her nipple and it ached in the cool air. His warm hand covered it as he switched

to her other nipple and kissed and licked it with the same sweet deliberation. He smiled at her, then kissed

down her chest and over her stomach, sending tingles erupting along her nerve endings. She sucked air rapidly

into her lungs.

He nuzzled her navel, then kissed across her hip. She parted her legs in invitation, desperate for him to invade

her slick flesh, but he kissed around, then down her thighs. She arched upward, trying to coax him there, but he

ignored her and kissed her inner thighs, stroking the soft, sensitive flesh with his fingertips. Kissing and licking,

until her breathing became frantic little gasps. He stroked up her thighs, then she moaned as she felt his finger

glide along her incredibly wet, slippery slit. He followed with his tongue, then eased her folds apart and pressed

his mouth against her. She gasped as he pushed his tongue against her clit, then spiraled it in circles. His fingers

slipped inside her, moving in the same rhythm as his talented tongue.

Desire pelted through her, swirling higher and higher. He drew his tongue away and smiled.

"You are definitely ready for me."

"I've been ready for you for years."

He grinned. "Well, it wouldn't be fair to make you wait any longer."

As he placed the tip of his erection at her opening, she realized this was finally happening. She was making love

with Shane. Elation whispered through her as he slowly eased inside. At the feel of his rock-hard cock gliding

into her depths, her heartbeat accelerated and she almost came on the spot.

Her legs wrapped around him. He pul ed back, then glided forward again.

"Oh, Liss. You feel incredible."

He pul ed back and thrust again and she moaned. A blissful euphoria swept through her as his cock drove in and

out, plunging her to heaven.

She wailed.

"Oh God, Liss. I love being inside you. You're so silky. So sweet."

He drove in hard and deep. She clung to him, riding the rising waves of pleasure.

"Oh, Shane. I'm going to come."

"Yes, Liss. Come for me, honey."

He drove harder and harder, pushing her closer to the brink . . . closer. . . then she careened off. In wild free fall.

Into an ecstatic state of bliss.

As she wailed her release, he groaned and his semen spurted into her. Warm and wet, filling her with his heat.

He leaned forward and kissed her. She smiled, holding his muscular, broad-shouldered body close to hers.

"That was wonderful."

"Honey, it's not over yet."

His finger slid between them and found her clit. He glided in and out of her again, this time adding a little spiral.

Fireworks sparked from her clit, flaring through her whole body, triggering a new orgasm. She gasped and

moaned as he drove deeper and faster and the orgasm built, exploding through every part of her until finally her

insides erupted into a cataclysm of bliss.

She flopped back on the bed. The combination of Shane's warm generous nature as a lover and their close

friendship had made this the deepest, most profound lovemaking experience of her life.

"That was amazing," she murmured, pushing the hair back from her eyes.

"You were amazing." He kissed her then pul ed her against his body and cuddled her close.

She sighed, then fell asleep in the warmth of his arms.