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  “Oh James! Oh dear god! Yes! I screamed.

  I collapsed from exhaustion but he was far from done with me. While keeping one hand on my breast, he moved down my body and I felt his tongue surround my clit. His other hand continued to finger me as he moved a second finger inside of me while his tongue focused on my clit. I grabbed him from the back of the head and moved him closer to me. I wrapped and crossed my ankles around his head and could feel the sand riding in between my ass crack. James urgently sat up and looked at me with a look of greed and yearning.

  “Take it off. Take it all off.” He said.

  I lowered the rest of my dress and kicked it off with my feet as it landed in the water behind us. James ripped off his shirt as I reached for his belt. I freed his belt from the first belt loop and from the notch. I sat up to meet him and kissed his lower stomach as I undone his button and zipper on his fly. His large erect dick almost smacked me in the face! It was huge! Larger than I had ever seen on any of the people I had ever been with. I mean, James could seriously compete with any porn star out there. He grabbed my head and lowered my mouth onto his erect cock. I put the tip in my mouth and began to glide my mouth up and down his shaft. I could tell he was enjoying it because I could hear moans of pleasure coming from him as he pushed his hips forward so that I could take in more of him. James reached down and fondled my breasts as I sucked his throbbing cock. I looked up at him and made eye contact with him. He looked hungry as he looked at me with a devilish smirk. With one last swirl of my tongue, I removed him from my mouth and he pushed me back down onto the sand. He pounced on me and kissed me hard.

  “Are you ready for me Jasmine?”

  “More ready than I’ve ever been James” I replied.

  With one large thrust, he filled my insides with his throbbing cock. It must have hit every single g-spot on the way in because my entire body trembled with pleasure. Our bodies mingled in unison as we rocked back and forth with each other making love in the sand. The warm water of the waves crashed at our feet and we were completely covered head to toe in wet sand. This will be an interesting story to tell Keisha I thought to myself. No way of making up an excuse of this. Not like I would ever want to, this was turning out to be the most amazing experience in my entire life. James grabbed my legs and put them over his shoulders tilting my body into a 90-degree angle as he continued to fuck me. I could feel the friction of his cock up against the walls of my pussy gliding against every g-spot along the way and barely touching my uterus at the end of every thrust. Immediately, I began to scream in pleasure, with short gasps in between. I climaxed again, but this time in unison with James as he let out a moan. He filled my pussy with his cum and it was the warmest I had ever felt. I didn’t even care that we didn’t use a condom. It was worth every second.

  James collapsed on top of me, and rolled to my side. We lay there and gazed at the stars as we tried to catch our breath. Our clothes were completely drenched by the seawater, and our bodies were drenched in sweat. He grabbed my hand and pulled it up to his mouth as he kissed it.

  “You know Jasmine, I don’t think I’ve ever had better sex with anyone. We have so much chemistry together! Can we please do this again?”

  “Don’t be silly! Of course we’re going to do this again.” I leaned over and placed a giant wet kiss on his lips. I lay my head down on his chest and listened to the rapid pace of his heart. I wanted to stay there forever in that moment but I knew that Keisha would be getting worried about me. It was way after dark, and I had been on a date with a guy that I hardly knew. I sat up and put my soaking dress back on as I chuckled to myself when I thought about what Keisha would say when I walked into that door with her destroyed dress and sand in my hair. James got dressed too and we walked back to town together hailing down a cab to take me back to my place. We arrived back at my house shortly past 2 in the morning and he walked me to the door.

  “I’ve had a great time tonight, I’ll meet you down at the pier again two days from now same time okay?” Said James.

  “Of course honey, can’t wait” I replied as I planted a soft tender kiss on his lips.

  I turned and walked into my apartment checking him out from behind as he walked back towards the taxi. The wet pants clung to his sculpted ass and I was already feeling nostalgic of the night.

  *****

  I tiptoed back through my apartment and I saw the light from Keisha’s room flicker on. She walked out in a tired, sleepy state but woke up immediately when she saw the wet mess that I was.

  “Holy shit! Details! Now!” She yelled excitedly.

  “Let’s just say, we had a good time at the beach.” I said nonchalantly as I walked back into my room closing the door behind me.

  I took off all of my clothes and stood in front of the mirror smirking to myself. A beautiful man had shown interest in me, and I was definitely falling for him.

  The next day was a complete blur. I couldn’t focus at work and I felt distant from everyone. I was completely consumed in my thoughts about seeing James the day after and couldn’t focus my brain on anything else. I rushed through the day and went to bed at 8 pm just because I was so excited about the next day.

  When I woke up, I practically sprang out of bed. I woke up 2 hours early to apply my makeup perfectly and find the perfect outfit. This time I wore something a little less risqué and settled for a cute teal spaghetti strap top with a black frilly skirt and teal pumps. My day at work dragged on and I couldn’t think about anything else. I spent the entire day at work tapping my shoes on the floor and looking at the clock constantly until it was time to go meet James.

  When I got to the dock, he was waiting at the same place at the end of the pier with another bushel of jasmine flowers. I blushed, curtsied and walked towards him.

  “Hi gorgeous, how was your day at work?” He asked.

  “It was fine, thank you for asking my prince. How are yo-“

  Before I finished my sentence from the corner of my eye I could see Greg running towards us.

  “Jasmine! Jasmine! I need to talk to you!” He yelled.

  “Jesus, I’m so sorry James, I probably should have told you before, but my ex is absolutely bat shit crazy.”

  “What the hell does he want?” said James with an astonished look on his face.

  Greg came running towards us with what looked like a large white envelope in his hands. As he came closer I realized this couldn’t mean anything good.

  “Look Jasmine, this guy isn’t who you think he is. I’m sorry you were right, I have been following you, but only because I want to protect you! I had a background check on this guy who I know you saw last night. I may have eavesdropped and you should know he’s been lying to you this entire time. This is James O’Brien. He told you he was poor? Well, he’s actually a billionaire. In fact, he is the youngest billionaire in the entire country. His father made money off of foreclosing peoples homes and building sky rises over them. When his asshole of a father passed away, James here inherited the business and that’s what he does as a career. You know all those ghettos people like us have been forced to live in? That’s because of this family! All of those foreclosures have forced us to constantly relocate to bad areas of town.”

  Before I could say anything, James punched Greg straight across the face knocking him to the ground. I kneeled down on the ground next to Greg and looked up at James.

  “Is this true?” I said with tears in my eyes.

  “Technically, yes. I didn’t want to tell you that I was a billionaire because my entire life beautiful women like you have only wanted me for my money. I don’t foreclose homes anymore; I work in developing projects abroad. Foreclosing homes to make room for sky rises was my dads business not mine. I may have inherited it, but I do not run the same way that he did.” He replied.

  I was completely overwhelmed. I had never expected this from someone like James. Even if he didn’t do that anymore, it was still in his blood. Maybe Greg was right maybe I shouldn’t have tru
sted him.

  I began to run as fast as I could. I could feel the tears well up in my eyes as they streamed down my cheeks. I could hear James yelling for me to come back but I couldn’t take it. I ran and I ran. I had to revaluate my relationship with James.

  The End.

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  It was a cliché to say their eyes locked across the crowded club, and everyone else disappeared. Sondra’s lips quirked, happy she had gotten a bachelor’s degree in business administration instead of creative writing. The fleeting thought fled her mind as he moved closer.

  Stalking her. The thought gave her a pleasant little thrill. She watched the dark-haired white guy heading toward her with single-minded determination. His lean body moved through the crowd like a big cat on the savanna. She was his prey, and when he caught her, he would eat her up.

  Licking her lips, she straightened the hem of her red dress and smoothed her hands down over her curvy hips before striding forward to meet him.

  “Can I buy you a drink?” they asked each other simultaneously.

  She smiled and nodded, walking close to him without touching as they made their way to the bar. It was strange to be so attracted to someone so abruptly, when she was normally cautious and analytical. It couldn’t be the two glasses of champagne she’d had with her girlfriends upon their arrival, since that had barely given her a buzz. It had to be the man himself.

  Discreetly, she inhaled his scent as she was forced to press close against him to avoid colliding with a dancing couple. He smelled like sandalwood and something unidentifiable but crisply masculine. As he placed orders for their drinks—screwdriver for her and scotch on the rocks for himself—she studied him.

  His hair was short and businesslike, but the light dusting of stubble ruined the corporate look. His tight jeans and black T-shirt were deceptively casual, but could have been designer. That was the odd thing about expensive clothes. If done properly, they often looked bargain basement. It still confused her even after her friend Maevyn had tried to explain it to her.

  When he stretched across the teak bar to grab their drinks, she got a quick glance at his butt. Molded by tight denim, it was obviously taut and muscular. The kind of ass a girl’s fingers could dig into and hold on for the ride.

  As he turned to hand her the drink, she went for an innocent smile, but was pretty sure he’d caught her checking out his backside just by the twinkle in his eyes and the satisfied smirk on his lips.

  There were no free tables, and as much as she loved Mae and Dani, she wasn’t sharing the yummy man before her, so she didn’t suggest sitting at the table her group had snagged earlier. Instead, they found a quieter corner and leaned against the wall, sipping their drinks and making small talk.

  “Do you come here often?” he asked a few minutes later.

  She shook her head, making silky strands of straight hair brush against her cheeks. Normally, she let it curl as it was wont to do, but had taken a little extra time tonight. The effort seemed to be worth it if she had caught the attention of the man standing beside her.

  The man… Lord, she didn’t even know his name, and they’d been talking for a few minutes. “I’ve been here a few times, but I’m usually not a nightclub person—especially on a work night. Um, what’s your name?” She extended her hand. “I’m Sondra.”

  He took her hand slowly, his fingertips caressing hers before brushing across her palms in a sensuous manner that made her stomach clench. When he grasped her hand firmly, her heartbeat increased, and she didn’t protest when he kept hold of it instead of releasing her.

  “Jake.”

  “Jake.” She repeated the name carefully, savoring it and drawing it out from one syllable to a purr. “What about you, Jake. Do you come here often?”

  He lifted a shoulder. “It’s near my apartment, but I don’t often have the time. Maybe a couple of times per quarter.”

  She giggled at the business-speak. “I can tell you’re another corporate drone.”

  His ears reddened slightly, and his brown eyes darkened. “I…what?”

  She squeezed his hand. “I am too.” Lifting the glass in her other hand, she said, “Though I suppose I’m a little less of a drone as of today. I start my new job tomorrow as a personal assistant to the executive assistant of the CEO.”

  “Oh.” He sipped his drink. “Is it your first job?”

  Sondra snorted. “Hardly. I’m twenty-seven. I’ve been slaving away in the bowels of WWJ Industries since I finished college.”

  He froze for a second before saying, “I guess you impressed someone to get promoted so quickly.”

  She could have gone for false modesty, but decided to be direct instead. “Yes. I’m very impressive in many areas.”

  Jake quirked a brow. “I can imagine.” The smoky look he gave her from the top of her sleek dark hair to the tip of her red slingbacks left no doubt exactly what he was imagining.

  Impulsively, she finished her drink in a long gulp, partly for courage and partly to dispense with it. Then she met his gaze. “Do you want to get out of here, Jake?”

  He hesitated for just a second before setting down his half-finished drink on someone else’s table, ignoring their glare. Tugging lightly on her hand pulled her against him, and she set her glass beside his, suppressing a chuckle at the outraged comments from the table’s occupants.

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