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back door action for next time?”
    Next time? He hadn’t been kidding about
wanting to repeat this. “I’m all right. Just go slowly.”
    “ Thank you. Thank you so much.”
    The
grateful tone of his voice surprised her. This night hadn’t turned out even
close to what she’d been imagining. He positioned himself behind her and
slipped two fingers inside this time, along with more lube. He gently stretched
the walls, and Julianne groaned at the pleasure racing through her body.
    When
he teased the opening with his sheathed cock, she pushed back against him. He
pushed into her asshole slowly, and it stung a tiny bit at first, but then once
she grew used to the fullness it felt incredible. He reached underneath to play
with her clit as he fucked her ass. His thrusts weren’t as forceful as they’d
been inside her pussy, and she was grateful for that. It had been a long time
since she’d had anal sex, and she wanted to enjoy it.
    “ Lie down for me, Julianne. This feels so damn good.”
    She
lay prone like he asked, and he kept his hand on her pussy while he fucked her
harder now. She couldn’t believe it when another climax began to build, and
soon her cries joined his as the orgasm washed over her and his thrusts grew
jerky and quick.
    “ Oh, baby … here I come again.”
    By
the time he finally finished and pulled out, she winced, but the soreness
dissipated as he took off the condom and then turned her over to hold her in
his strong arms. Both of them were covered in a fine sheen of sweat and her
hair was damp, but he didn’t seem to mind because he kissed it and stroked her
head and back, whispering her name over and over.
    Julianne
had never been fucked like this. Not even five years ago during those stolen,
hot forty-seven minutes. She drifted off to sleep with a smile on her face,
hoping he really had meant it when he said there would be a next time. Because
there was no way she’d be able to stay away from Kane Bannerman now, even if
she never wrote another story about him.
     

Chapter
Eight
     
    Kane
woke and at first had no clue where he was, or who was sleeping next to him.
Then it all came back in living color and glorious detail, and he grinned like
an idiot. The object of his undying lust for the past five years was next to
him, naked. He’d licked and sucked every square inch of her body, he’d paddled
her luscious ass, and he’d fucked every hole.
    What
time was it? He chuckled softly. They’d likely missed the entire game and he
truly didn’t give a shit, but he did crawl off the bed and go out into the main
room. He peered out at the arena through the closed screen, and was able to see
enough to realize that the game was still going. Glancing toward the bedroom,
he turned on the TV and watched the last ten minutes, pumping his fist in the
air when the Demons won. Then he turned off the TV. The entire game would be
available to stream again tomorrow morning. Right now, he had more important
things to attend to.
    He’d
love to spend the night with Julianne, but would she come back to his
apartment? They could stay here, but he’d done that once, alone, and it had
been too creepy. The
building was huge, and very few people spent the night in it. He’d felt
isolated and alone, and he hadn’t enjoyed the sensation at all. It triggered
too many memories of a terrible night when he was only seven and had
experienced his first tornado up close and personal.
    Kane
shivered and hugged himself. No. He didn’t want to spend the night here, even
with Julianne. He’d wake her up and ask her to come back to his apartment. Then
he could make love to her again.
    He
gathered up the leftover food, placed it into containers, and then stacked the
containers in a bag. Then he made sure the wine glasses were clean and all the
trash was in the wastebasket. Every few days the housekeeping staff emptied it,
but they didn’t go into any room except the kitchen, and they wouldn’t place
dirty dishes in the