Afterwards, Emma could hardly remember what they ate or how they got back to Jason’s apartment. They were barely in the door before Jason swept her into his arms. “I’ve been waiting for this all night” he said hotly. His hands went unerringly to the flimsy tassels that held her dress up. He paused for the tiniest instant, as if asking her permission, then with one sure movement, he stripped her bare.
They barely made it to the bed before they fell upon each other. It was as if they were both starving for one another. Jason ripped off his clothes in record time, and they were both literally burning up as they came fully skin to skin. “Touch me” he demanded hotly. Emma ran her hands lovingly over his sinewy chest, her every nerve stimulated by an onslaught of sensation.
His mouth was everywhere on her leaving trails of fire wherever he touched leaving her throbbing with need. They were both ready to explode. Jason leaned over her, reaching out to the nightstand. Emma jerked to her senses. She couldn’t let him use protection, that would ruin the whole plan. “No no” she said urgently, “I am allergic to those.”
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