Falling Into You by Maureen Smith

gradually returned to normal.
    There was a wet suctioning sound as Vince
eased out of the slick clasp of her pussy. With an economy of motion, he turned
her around and lifted her onto the counter, then stepped between her legs. His
eyes smoldered with desire as he cradled her face between his hands, leaned
down and captured her lips in a deep, provocative kiss.
    “Are you hungry yet?” he whispered against
her mouth.
    Smiling coyly, Rebecca curved her arms around
his neck and licked the seam of his lips. “Yes, but not for food.”
    That was all Vince needed to hear.
    He lifted her into his arms and started
purposefully from the bathroom. Before they even made it past the doorway, her
legs were locked around his waist and he was thrusting deep inside her.

 
 
    An hour later, the two lay spent in each
other’s arms with Vince’s shaft cozily sandwiched between their bellies as his
hand stroked the lush curve of Rebecca’s ass. He couldn’t remember the last
time, if ever, he’d felt so thoroughly satiated.
    “We definitely couldn’t be roommates,” Rebecca
drowsily declared, her warm breath tickling his neck.
    Vince chuckled. “Why not?”
    “Well, for starters, we’d both starve to
death.”
    “Food is overrated.”
    She laughed. “Speak for yourself. I happen to
enjoy eating.”
    “Hey, don’t blame me. I asked you an hour ago
if you were hungry.”
    She sighed. “I know. What can I say? I found
a better way to satisfy my, uh, appetite.”
    Vince smiled.
    When Rebecca fell silent he waited, sensing
she wanted to say more. Moments later she did, her voice soft and subdued. “I
don’t sleep around, Vince. Especially not with men I’ve just met.”
    “I know,” he murmured. “I knew that the
moment I laid eyes on you.”
    She angled her head back to give him a
dubious look. “How could you have known that?”
    He smiled into her eyes. “I have a sixth
sense about these things.”
    “Must come from a lot of experience.”
    “Maybe.” He studied her expression. “Would
that bother you?”
    She hesitated, then shook her head and
snuggled closer to him. Her exotic scent, combined with the musk of their
lovemaking, filled his nostrils. His body stirred.
    “Whatever happened to your friend?” she asked
curiously.
    “My friend?”
    “The one you came here to visit.”
    “Oh.” Vince wondered what she’d say if he
told her the truth, that he actually
lived there. But he’d already told her that he didn’t, and he couldn’t risk
blowing his cover. It was bad enough that of all the places in Baltimore Rebecca
Edmonds could have chosen from, she’d moved into his apartment building.
    Seeing that she was still awaiting his reply,
Vince said, “He wasn’t home.”
    “He?” Rebecca echoed casually. “The friend
you were visiting was a male?”
    “Yeah, an old buddy from college. We must
have gotten our times mixed up. I’ll call him again tomorrow and reschedule.”
    If Rebecca doubted his story, she didn’t let
on. Idly stroking his bare chest, she sighed. “I’m not looking forward to
unpacking all this stuff.”
    “Want some help?”
    “From you?”
    “Yeah. I’d be more than happy to help you out.”
    Rebecca smiled. “Thanks, but I couldn’t ask
you to do that.”
    “You didn’t ask. I offered.”
    “Well, I can’t accept your offer.”
    “Why not?”
    “Because we just met. It’s too soon for me to
be putting you to work like that.” Rebecca paused. “I’ll wait at least a week.”
    Vince laughed, kissing her temple.
    He felt her smile against his chest. “By the
way, what did you order for dinner?”
    “A little of a lot. I wanted to make sure I
got something you liked.”
    She chuckled. “You mean your sixth sense
didn’t tell you what my favorite Chinese dish is?”
    “If I could read your mind,” he drawled,
“where would be the fun in getting to know you?”
    “So you plan on getting to know me, huh?”
    “Absolutely. It’s all I’ve thought