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Amanda led him into the apartment before she thought about how the place might look to him. He drove a nice car and had offered to buy her dinner without thinking twice about paying for it. He was likely doing well for himself and she was barely scraping by in her efficiency apartment.
“This place is nice,” Bob said from behind her, closing the door with a soft click.
Amanda looked around at the boxes stacked against the wall that she hadn’t unpacked yet, the dirty dishes piled in her sink, and her unmade bed and wondered how he could possibly be complimentary.
“It’s not much, but it’ll do. I’ve only been here about two months.”
“I’ve been in my place for two years and I think I just unpacked the last box three months ago. Life gets so busy that it’s hard to focus on the little things. It’s cozy in here.”
Amanda snorted. Cozy was code for tiny and they both knew it. She met his eyes and her laughter fell away. He was looking at her like he wanted to devour her. Amanda had never had a man look at her that way. Instead of feeling frightened like she thought she should have been, she felt heated, curious.
“I can see a lot of you in this place. It’s beautiful, just like you.”
He moved closer as he spoke, turning the cozy apartment into downright miniscule. Amanda looked up at him, watched him as he watched her.
“I’m glad you’re okay. I don’t know what I would have done if I’d never got the chance to do this.”
“Do what?” she asked.
His lips came down on hers with her next breath. It was a soft kiss, sweet. With only their lips touching it was the most sensual experience of Amanda’s life. He didn’t touch her at all, just their lips meeting, hands stuck to their sides. Amanda sighed softly against his mouth and Bob took another step closer, bringing their entire bodies in contact.
His tongue teased the seam of her lips and she teased him right back by keeping them closed. The soft rumble of his laugh, something she felt as much as heard, and she smiled back at him, enjoying the ease of being together.
“You’re going to be the death of me,” he whispered with a snicker.
“Well since I’m the one who was in the hospital tonight I think maybe you have that backward,” she whispered back.
His arms closed around her, bringing her back to him, where he pressed his lips against hers again. He tested her lips, silently requesting entrance, but this time she allowed him in.
His tongue darted into her mouth, almost as though he thought she would clamp down on him before he got in. With the first pass of his tongue she knew she was sunk, so wrapped up in him that she couldn’t think of anything outside the two of them. She forgot all about her money problems, about feeling so alone in a new city, about not really knowing the man she was kissing.
With their bodies pressed together and their kiss going from sweet straight past go to hotter than hell, Amanda knew Bob better than she even knew herself.
Her hands wound into his hair as his rested on her hips. He pulled her close to him, the hard length of him pressing into her stomach. His fingers drifted under the hem of her shirt and her skin felt like fire licked across it, burning up for his touch.
He pulled back slightly from their kiss and leaned their foreheads together. “Jesus, you’re definitely going to kill me. That was… fuck. That was amazing.”
Amanda’s teeth closed around her lower lip and she nodded in agreement. Bob’s eyes focused on her lip and he licked his own. His fingers tightened on her hips and he pulled her lips to his again.
Their second kiss went straight to scorching without even starting anywhere else. All of a sudden Amanda was frantic for him, to feel his skin under her fingers and his body against hers. She clawed at his shirt before he stripped it away, followed quickly by hers. His hands were on her breasts, pulling them free of her bra, before their shirts hit the floor. Amanda pushed at his jeans, getting them just past his hips before grasping him in her hand.
Bob moaned and bucked into her, biting down on her lip with the touch. He wriggled his hips until his jeans hit the floor with a soft thud. He unhooked her bra before working her jeans free. Together they stumbled toward her bed, falling onto the mattress with a laugh together.
“I’ve never done anything like this,” she admitted.
“Good,” he growled.
She laughed at his possessiveness until he pulled her nipple into his mouth. She moaned his name and dropped her head to the mattress. From somewhere he slid on a condom and moved between her legs. “God, I can’t wait,” he ground out from between clenched teeth.
“Then don’t.”
In one swift move he plunged into her body. She arched into him, meeting him halfway. Their twin sighs of pleasure rang out in the silent space and they grinned at each other. “So right,” he murmured.
His body moved on top of her, completely in tune with what she was feeling. As she felt her core clench he moaned into her hair, urging her on, and increased his pace. Amanda wrapped her legs tightly around his hips and used him as leverage to push her hips up to his. Quickly, like lit by a firecracker, her body exploded and she trembled beneath him, holding onto him like a lifeline while she screamed his name.
The only thing she heard over the blood pounding in her ears was the sound of her name as he unloaded into her, thrusting hard and deep before stilling.
His weight covered her, pressing her into the mattress that she’d barely gotten used to sleeping on. He nuzzled against her neck and nipped at her ear before ducking into the bathroom. When he came back he crawled right back in bed with her, pulling her body close to his, and snuggled against her.
“I’m not leaving until we do that a few more times,” he said in a sleepy voice.
“Mmmm,” she murmured in agreement.
“You’re beautiful, my sweet love. Now sleep, so I can ravage you again and again later.”
She smiled into his chest and pressed a single kiss on his heated skin before falling blissfully asleep, knowing she’d never again be the same.
