Kristina shifted underneath the cover trying to turn her head away from the sunlight starting to peek through the windows. She wanted to sleep for a few more minutes before she got up and started moving around. Her foot bumped something solid and furry and her eyes jerked open.

She stiffened and bit back a cry of alarm when Robert came into view. Last night hadn’t been a dream. She should be panicked but she couldn’t muster up the energy. She felt too good. Too sated.

It hadn’t been in her plans to spend the night but here she was and she didn’t regret what they had done she just hated what the implications of spending the night meant. She was certain she would find out soon enough.


She relaxed and rolled onto her side to study him. A man shouldn’t be allowed to look so scrumptious in the morning. And she shouldn’t be lying next to him. Her intent had been to give him a birthday gift he wouldn’t forget. She smiled.

Neither would she.

She wondered if he would be up for a repeat performance. Her eyes widened at the thought. This was the reason why she shouldn’t have spent the night.

She let her eyes drift over him. He appeared bigger than life and was definitely impossible to miss. The sunlight shining through the window on him at an angle that made her insides flutter. He was a very attractive man. She shifted in bed and the ache she felt in certain muscles quickly reminded her that he was also a skillful lover.

She lost track of how long she lay there and watched his boyish expression while he slept. But he finally stirred and his eyes opened slowly. When she came into view he smiled and reached for her. She went into his embrace without protest.

“Good morning beautiful.”

“Good morning.”

He brushed his lips against hers before pulling back to look into her eyes. “What do you have planned for today?”

She gave a slight shake of her head. “Nothing.”

“Good. So that means you don’t have any objections to spending the day with me, right?”

She opened her mouth to protest. This wasn’t the morning after conversation she expected. She hadn’t thought there would be a morning after but here she was.

“Um . . .well I do have some things to do to get ready for the upcoming week.”

Robert frowned and rose up over her in a smooth display of rippling muscles. “Don’t do that Kristina.”

Her eyes widened. “Don’t do what?”

“Don’t shut down on me.”

She tried to pull out of his embrace but he wouldn’t let her. “I’m not shutting down on you.”

His left brow arched upward, a clear indication of his disbelief. “Then what do you call it?”

She rolled her eyes. “Trying to get out of bed and get my day started.”

He gave a slight shake of his head. “I’m afraid I can’t allow that because I know what you are trying to do.”

“What am I trying to do Robert?”

He tightened his embrace slightly. “You know what you are trying to do Kristina. Did you really think you were going to be able to sleep with me one time and then walk away? Like you can get what is between us out of your system?”

She opened her mouth to deny the claim but no sound came out because last night it had been exactly what she planned to do. Even when she opened her eyes a several moments ago she had been alarmed when she realized she still lay next to him.

“Well it isn’t going to happen Kristina. If you think I am going to let you walk away after last night you have another thing coming. So you aren’t going anywhere right now. Not until we talk.”


She shook her head. “It’s a little too late for talking.”

“I beg to differ. Besides I was at a disadvantage. I am a lot less distracted now.”

It was just her luck to find a man who was just as stubborn as she was. She ought to show him just how much but his hold on her told her she wouldn’t be able to go anywhere until he was ready, although she could get out of his grip if she really wanted to. Deep down she wanted to hear what he had to say.

She sighed. “So talk.”

He nodded. “Okay but after we take a shower and get dressed. I’m not sure either of us could focus on a serious conversation laying here like this.”

She nodded her agreement. As soon as he had rolled over on top of her she had lost the ability to focus completely. “Fine. We will talk after we shower.”

Seeming satisfied with her answer, he released her and rolled away from her. He slipped out of bed and she watched him stroll to the bathroom naked and with a confidence, only he could have. She tugged the sheet tighter around her and sat up against the headboard. She hoped he wouldn’t take long. Her thoughts were already racing. She didn’t need a lot of time to think alone or her brain might explode.

Maybe she could sneak out once he was in the shower. She smiled as soon as the insane idea crossed her mind. There was no way she could hide from Robert. He knew where she lived but more importantly they worked together. She would rather face him now than in front of an audience.

She heard the shower come on and closed her eyes. How could she be so torn about the best night of her life?

“Are you going to take a shower with me?”

Robert’s question made her stomach lurch in heated lust. She had awakened wanting him but tried to ignore the blooming desire. Now with his simple but loaded words an ache started at the juncture of her legs. She opened her eyes and looked at him.

He was still nude and she let her eyes roam over his magnificent body. She skipped over the part of him that she wanted the most and focused on his thighs. And they were such muscular thighs. She cleared her throat to swallow the hard lump that had formed there.

“I would rather wait until after you shower.”

He looked amused at her statement. “Why?”

Was he serious? Did he really not know after the explosive night they had together last night?

She shrugged. “Because the point of us getting out of bed is to talk with clear a head, or so I thought. Taking a shower together isn’t going to help the cause in any way.”

He gave her a smile that intensified that ache in her body. “You don’t think we can share a shower without keeping our hands off of each other?”

“What do you think?” she asked with an incredulous tone.

He stared at her for a moment, in that way that always got to her, making her hot all over, as his gaze traveled up and down her body. The sheet might as well not have been there. It felt like it wasn’t.

Finally, he said, “I think you are probably right.”

Oh I am right. There is not doubt about that, she thought.

“I’ll wait here for you to finish and then I’ll take my shower,” she said. “As a matter of fact I will go and wait for you in the living room. Right now I feel like the more space we have between us the better the chances are we will actually talk.”

Robert chuckled as she climbed out of the bed taking the sheet with her. She headed out of the bedroom refusing to let him convince her otherwise.

“Kristina?”

She turned back around. “Yes?”

“I think you should know that I want you and we are going to make love again and soon.”

She saw the heat in his eyes, felt the lust and desire in them from across the room. She was no novice at being wanted by a man, but this was the first time she could actually feel the intensity. And what was so amazing was that she craved him just as much.

“I want you too,” she said softly. “But we do need to talk first.”

She decided to put her feelings out there since he was doing the same. Still they needed to talk. Set some boundaries. After all they did work together. The moment she woke up she knew there was no going back. She had crossed a line she couldn’t step back over. Nor did she want to. Still, she needed to know what to expect from Robert. Tell him what to expect from her. This wouldn’t work any other way.

“Come here Kristina. I want to give you something to think about while you are waiting on me,” was his response in a husky tone.

She started to tell him no. She had enough to ponder already. But she figured he was going to kiss her again, which she didn’t have any qualms with. After all the man could kiss and she was looking forward to it. Her lips began to buzz at the memory of their last heated kiss.

She crossed the room to him, trying not to stare at his naked chest and finding it excruciatingly hard not to do so. Especially not letting her eyes veer downward, where the peppering of hair trailed off into a low path toward his waist and even lower.

“Kristina?”

She shifted her gaze from his chest to his eyes. “Yes?”

She’d been caught gawking. He didn’t say anything for a moment; he just continued to look at her, especially her mouth. And the more he stared the more her lips itched for him to taste them.

“I really do think we should take a shower together,” he said, as he reached out and gave each a quick tug at the sheet she was holding.

She hadn’t been expecting it and before she could blink, the sheet dropped to the floor and she was as naked as he. She opened her mouth to say something but couldn’t because his tongue found it’s way inside, instead. At that moment she forgot about everything else except what his mouth was doing to hers. She would even go so far as to say he was an expert. She’d been kissed before but never like this. When their mouths touch time seemed to stop.

Instinctively, she angled her head to get more of the pleasure. If this was what he wanted to give her to think about then he was succeeding. He had her thinking. He also had her getting wet.

He released her mouth. They were standing so close, their lips mere inches apart, as if ready to go at it again, devour each other senseless, when she discovered the kiss wasn’t all he wanted to give her to think about. She sucked in a deep breath when she felt his fingers touch her breasts. At that moment her brain seemed to turn to mush.

He cupped her breasts in his hands and began ardently caressing them, letting the tips of his fingers rub gently across her hardened nipples. He met her gaze and the heat she saw in the depths of his green eyes made her a lost cause. At that moment she wanted to make love to him and she didn’t care if they talked or not.

He lowered his mouth to her breasts and sucked a hardened tip into his mouth. Then his tongue went to work like a man starving for the taste of her. She responded with a soft moan and reached out and sank her fingers in his hair to hold his head to her, experiencing a fiery breakdown of all her senses. Her stomach began trembling with a need that was as intense as anything she’d ever experienced.

She let out a deep, startled moan when he suddenly slipped a warm hand between her legs. His fingers dipped inside of her sensitive flesh. Blood pounded in her ears when he began stroking her intimately. She wasn’t sure what was sending her over the edge the fastest, his mouth or his fingers. She released a soft sigh when he intensified the kiss at the same time he increased the tempo of the stroke of his fingers.

He was showing no mercy. She pulled her mouth from his and called out his name when a shudder of immense proportions rammed through her, shaking her to the core. She squeezed her eyes shut when everything in the room seemed to come rushing together, bearing down on her.

She could barely stand and her mind was void of any conscious thought except the intense pleasure ripping through her. When his fingers finally stilled it took a few moments to get her mind back in check. She opened her eyes and nearly lost it again when he took his finger, the same one that had intimately stroked her, and brought it to his lips and tasted it.

The corners of his mouth distended into a serious smile when he said in a huskily erotic voice. “Now go and wait in the living room for me Kristina, but know this, nothing you say will keep me from making love to you again. It’s just a point of when.”



* * * *



Kristina paced the carpet of Robert’s apartment. Even though he made enough money to purchase a home he told her he was waiting until he found the right woman. He wanted a home to be a joint purchase between himself and his wife. A choice she could respect because it was sweet and thoughtful. Plus his apartment was tasteful, masculine but tasteful.

She groaned at the sound of her cell phone ringing. She hoped it wasn’t Robert calling to say he had been caught up and he would be there until much later than he already was. She was at his place waiting on him. He had given her a key to his place after work and told her that he would be right behind her. He had a stop to make. That had been thirty minutes ago.

She found her cell phone and groaned again. It was Courtney. The one person she didn’t need to hear from. Not right now. Her nerves were already high as it was. Still she flipped the phone open and accepted the call.

“Courtney, I swear this had better be good. I mean real good.”

Her sister laughed in her ear. “It is always good when I call and why do you sound so impatient?”

“Because I’m waiting on Robert,” she half growled.


Courtney laughed. “You know having sex with a man is supposed to relax you not make you sound more tense.”


Kristina almost dropped the cell phone. “Who says I’m having sex with Robert? I haven’t said that.”

She flinched at the defensiveness in her voice. It was a secret she had been keeping from her sister the last week because she knew she would never hear the end of it if she told her.

“You didn’t have to. For the last week you have been avoiding his name like the plague. I figured something had to be up and since you sound more relaxed I just put two and two together.”

Kristina tried not to growl. She hated when her sister was right. “I swear you make me so sick sometimes.”

“Why, because I’m all knowing?”

“Courtney, did you want something? If not I’m hanging up. Robert will be coming through the door any minute now.”

Her sister laughed. “And I know what you will be doing when he does.”

“Courtney.”

Her sister laughed again. “Okay. Okay. I will let you go but you had better call me back before the weekend is over. I expect a full report."

Courtney hung up the phone before she could reply and Kristina growled. She was going to kill her sister. She tossed the cell phone aside then jumped as she heard a key in the front lock. She gasped and ran to get into position barely making it before the door swung open.

“Kristina I’m sorry I—”

Robert’s voice trailed off and his eyes widened as he caught sight of her. Just the reaction she was looking for after not being able to get him alone for seventy-two hours. His mouth gapped open and after a moment he composed him and stepped inside closing the door.

“I thought we were having dinner.” His eyes roamed over her slowly. “Not that I’m complaining. But if you think you are going to sit across the dinner table from me in that, you have another thing coming.”

She moved toward him, slowly crossing the room toward him. Her eyes lowered briefly and she smiled as an erection he couldn’t hide even if he wanted to, began to form. She had been nervous when she picked out the wisp of lingerie she chose tonight but his expression wiped all nervousness from her mind.


She came to a stop in front of him and he stared into her eyes, fully understanding the message in her gaze.

“I hope you don’t mind but dinner is going to be delayed for a while,” she stated in a deep, seductive tone.

He gave her a heated smile before taking a step closer to her with his total concentration on her mouth.

“I beg to differ. Dinner won’t be delayed at all.”

“It won’t?”

He shook his head, his gaze now focused on her mouth. Inched his lips down closer to it. “No, because I’m going to consume you instead.”

She smiled and moved her lips closer to his. When she spoke she murmured in a soft, sexy tone, “In that case I guess I will devour you as well.”

His body immediately responded to her words, but before he could fully react, she wrapped her hands around his neck and connected their mouths. When his lips parted on a low groan, she took full advantage of the opening and darted her tongue inside. Overcome by desire so intense that it shook her to the core, he began mating his tongue with hers in a kiss intended to rattle her and destined to build a need within her. Their kiss was hot. It was passionate. It was possessive. Tongues mingled hotly, explored greedily and devoured relentlessly.

He broke off the kiss just long enough to sweep her into his arms. “If I had known this was what I was coming home to, I wouldn’t have stopped to run my errand,” he said on a low growl, and he began walking toward the bedroom.

Kristina gazed up at Robert, drawn to the intensity of his gray eyes. He wanted her. She wanted him. When he laid her down on the bed, their gazes locked and she felt the heat of his desire all the way to her toenails. It was affecting her the most at the center of her legs, a throbbing that was about to get fulfilled.

She watched as he took a step back away from the bed and leaned over and began removing his shoes and socks. Straightening, he took off his shirt to expose his muscular chest. Tossing it aside, he then went for the zipper of his trousers. Her breath held as he slowly eased it down and while doing so he kept his gaze fastened on hers.

When he lowered his pants, along with his briefs, to the floor, her gaze shifted and went directly to his midsection, then lower. There it lingered while taking in the magnificence of his manhood, the vastness of his erection that emphasized the degree of his arousal. He was big, thick and hard. And there was no doubt in her mind to the degree of his need. Or hers.

She wanted to reach out and touch him, hold his hard, warm flesh in her hands. Slide her fingers all over it and feel its texture, its strength and its heat. Her gaze shifted to his face. As if he had read her thoughts, he gave her a seductive smile before moving his completely naked body toward the bed.

She inhaled a deep breath and whispered his name when he placed one knee on the bed and reached for her. She rose up and went into his arms willingly, without haste, and the moment he leaned over and captured her mouth, she knew she it was over. His mouth was hotter than before. It ignited every cell in her body, causing low groans to circulate in her throat, get caught in her chest.

Then his mouth became demanding, dominant in a way that made her stomach tighten. And when he suddenly pulled back, she inhaled deeply before lifting her gaze to his. He didn’t say anything. He reached out and with a flip of his wrist he took off her gown and pitched it aside.

“I never realized how much I like the color blue.” He murmured the words against her throat, seconds before she felt the gentle nip of his teeth, the lap of his tongue and the sucking on the soft skin in the curve of her neck. She knew what he had just done. He had put a passion mark there. No one could doubt whom she belonged to in this moment.

“You are exquisite.” His words, spoken as a deep growl from his throat, had her lifting her face up to his.

The heated desire in the gaze looking back at her made her heart beat that much faster in her chest. And when he reached out and trailed his fingers from the top of her shoulders down to the twin peaks of her breasts, she swallowed deeply, trying not to detonate from his touch alone.

His touch was smooth and slow, as if he would not be rushed, and when he reached her nipples, he took his fingertips and gently caressed each hardened bud with a skill and a purpose that shot intense hunger through her. Then he leaned down and his tongue circled each tip, before taking them in his mouth one at a time and gently sucking on them.

And with each pull she felt the intensity of her need for him in the center of her legs.

“Robert!”

He reached down and his hands found their mark between her legs. She was hot, wet and ready. And there was that frustrating ache that she needed him to take away. Intense emotions were tearing into her and creating a raw need she had never felt before. He pulled away from her and she reached for him only to stop when she realized he was reaching for protection. He put it on quickly and came back to her, taking her back into his embrace.

“And now I consume you,” he rasped near her ear.

Robert’s words, both self-assured and desperate, nearly took her breath away. But she didn’t have time to think about that when she suddenly found herself flat on her back beneath him. His masculine form loomed over her, every flawlessly formed muscle.

She looked up into his eyes, locked in his gaze the moment he gripped her hips and raised them to him. Then he entered her. It was a joining so splendid, so supreme that it almost brought tears to her eyes.

Her body instinctively gave in to him, stretched for him. And when he began moving, it had her trembling inside. Heat flared within her, taking over her mind and body with an intensity that shook her to the core. But Robert didn’t let up. He meticulously increased the tempo, increased the pace.

Holding her body motionless beneath his, he began thrusting into her nonstop with domineering deliberation, undying accuracy.

Kristina’s body was suddenly hit with something parallel to an electrical jolt and she felt her muscles clenching, tightening. She pulled him deeper inside of her when waves of pleasure consumed her body.

The exact moment she came, he did, as well, and she heard Robert’s deep, harsh growl and felt his hot release shoot into the latex. He bucked inside her again at the same time she felt the warmth of his breath on her lips mere seconds before he took her mouth with a hunger that sent her over the edge yet again.

Sensations rippled through her body when she was hurled into yet another orgasm and felt intense pleasure consume every part of her. Robert had been right. He had consumed her.



* * * *



Robert felt himself floating back down to earth after having soared to the Heavens and beyond. There had never been a time when he’d made love to a woman and had been left feeling that way. He lay there transfixed, drained and completely satisfied. But still, that didn’t keep him from wondering what the hell had happened.

Why even now, when Kristina was trying hard to catch her own breath, he wanted to make love to her again. How had it come to this?

Maybe it had been the sexy blue nightie she’d been wearing. Or it could have been the fact that before her, the last time he’d made love to a woman had been months ago. He knew any number of things could have raised his testosterone to a degree that even after the earth shattering orgasm he just experienced, still had him hard and refusing to disengage his body from hers.

That was the weirdest thing of all. Never had he made love to a woman and not wanted to removed himself from her immediately afterwards. But with Kristina, he liked the thought they were still intimately joined.

“You’re still hard.”

He moved to let his gaze rest on her eyes. A disbelieving look glazed their depths with that observation.

“Yes I am,” he responded, feeling his erection harden even more as he spoke. “I like being inside you.”

And it wasn’t a lie, not even close to a mild exaggeration. He then ran his eyes over the rest of her. She was lying underneath him, her breasts full and firm, and her stomach taut and flat. That was the most of what he saw, since he was still joined with her, locking her body in place to his.

Even now what was so vividly clear in his mind was the exact moment he’d reached his first climax with her while thrusting into her repeatedly, liking the way her inner muscles had clamped tight around him, holding him in their grip, milking everything out of him and—

“Now you’re getting harder.”

Her voice interrupted his thoughts. Then with full awareness of what was taking place, he lifted his hips giving her a slight thrust, keeping her in a fixed position underneath him.

“Yes I am,” he said huskily, unable to stop what was about to happen yet again. He heard her suck in a trembling breath, watched as her eyes darkened to the point where he could barely see the long lashes covering them. But he was able to make out the expression on her face.

There was something about seeing the look of an aroused woman, especially a totally naked one.

He reached down and rubbed the tip of his finger around her nipple. His caress didn’t change even when he heard the sharp adjustment in her breathing pattern or when he felt the slight trembling of her thighs beneath his.
“Robert, what are you doing to me?” she asked softly, barely able to articulate any of the words.

Hearing the amazement in her voice endeared her to him even more. He figured he could show her better than tell her. Leaning forward, he came within inches of her lips.

“Exactly what I should be doing?” he said, as his hand trailed lower and he softly stroked smooth planes of her stomach with his fingertips.

“Oh my,” she whispered, closing her eyes on a low sigh. He pulled out of her and she protested but he had to get another condom. No one hated the idea more than him right now but better safe than sorry. He was back over her with new protection and inside of her before she took her next breath.

Then he began moving, agonizingly slow, deep inside her, gradually withdrawing, then filling her again, deeper still in a unhurried thrusting motion.

“Look at me Kristina,” he whispered in a gravelly voice, as he continued to thrust slowly in and out of her, relishing each and every time he did so.

He watched as she did what he asked, met her gaze mere seconds before he leaned closer and took her mouth. The stroke of his tongue with hers was as slow and deliberate as the joining of their bodies— pushing forward, retreating and then pushing forward again. He could feel his erection expanding inside her with each gentle thrust he took.

She suddenly pulled her mouth away from him. “Robert!”

He felt her muscles tighten around him and clench him in an unwavering grip. Her thighs began to quiver uncontrollably and due to the deliberate pressure of his hips pressing down then upward where they were joined. Sensations began surging through him, eliciting his own torrid release. He felt the full impact of their orgasm in every part of his body.

“Kristina,” he said in a deep, throaty groan before leaning over and kissing her while simultaneously going over the edge with her. For a fraction of a second, he just stared at her, feeling the heated flush of their joined bodies. It was nothing short of pure, raw sexual pleasure. And as he eased his body to lie beside her, still not ready to pull out of her, he already looked forward to the next time they would make love.