Foreign Affair by Shelli Stevens Page A

pleasure was evident as she straddled his thighs.
    “Please,” she murmured. “Let me try it this way.”
    She pushed herself down onto him nice and slow, letting his thickness stretch her out, even as he kept sinking into her. The man was huge.
    “Lena. God, woman, you’re tight.” He groaned, and his hips lifted, bringing him deeper inside her.
    She closed her eyes and bit her lip to avoid saying, lack of sex does that to you. Oh, it felt so good to have a man inside her. The knowledgethat he wanted to be there, that he desired her, was all the more thrilling.
    “Ride me,” he murmured and lifted his hands to her breasts, squeezing them and brushing his thumbs over the tips.
    Lena rocked her hips, getting a feel for the movement. Top wasn’t a position she’d often been allowed, and damn it if she didn’t intend to make up for lost time.
    She quickened her movements, circling her hips and moving up and down on his shaft.
    “Yes.” The word hissed out of his mouth. His eyes closed, and he pinched her nipples.
    Her breath came out in short gasps the harder and faster she moved on him. With his hands working her breasts, the pleasure built again, only faster this time.
    She bit her lip and ground down on him, her hands flat against his chest as her body trembled through a second orgasm. Her nipples tightened against his hands, and the walls of her sex clenched around him.
    “ Tyler .” She cried out his name, riding the waves that ripped through her body.
    He took over, sliding his hands to her hips and thrusting upward into her. Faster and harder until he groaned. His own body went rigid beneath her, and his eyes squeezed tight.
    The room went quiet. Only the sounds of their heavy breathing. She slid off him, a silly little smile on her face. So that’s what good sex is about?
    A yawn popped her jaw, and she rolled onto her back. Should she leave? Maybe he didn’t like a woman to spend the night. Hell, she had no idea of the norm.
    “Come here.” He slid an arm around her waist and tugged her down next to him. “Let’s get some sleep.”
    What a relief. The idea of hiking back to her own hotel in the middle of the night sounded like a rotten plan.
    She yawned again and snuggled into his embrace. This part was nice too. Really nice…
     
    Lena groaned and turned her face away from the glaring light. She rolled over and encountered a solid chest, and then an arm slid around her body.
    Her eyelids flittered open, and she looked up into Tyler’s face.
    “Hey there,” he murmured, a drowsy half smile on his face.
    The first sense of embarrassment washed over her. She lowered her gaze. “Good morning.”
    This must be the hard part. How in the hell had she forgotten to consider the morning after?
    “Don’t do that.” He reached out and touched her face. “Don’t get shy on me. Last night was incredible.”
    She tucked her head against his chest and slid an arm around his waist.
    “I’m not shy.” She hoped she sounded more confident than she felt. “I just…I just have never really done something like this.”
    He tilted her chin up and pressed a soft kiss against her lips.
    Tingles raced through her body, and a shiver moved down her spine. Lifting his head, he murmured, “It’s Monday morning. I have some work to do today, but it should only take a few hours. Will you spend the day with me?”
    Her pulse kicked up a notch at his words. He wanted to spend more time with her. “That would be great.”
    “Good.” He brushed the hair off her face and dropped a kiss on her forehead. “I need to take a shower.”
    He lifted himself out of bed, and disappointment settled in her stomach. He doesn’t have time for morning sex. Get over it.
    “All right. Have fun in there.” She gave him a small smile. Should she just leave now?
    “I plan on it.” His gaze ran over her, lingering on her lips. “Because you’re joining me.”
    Or maybe he does have time .
    “You didn’t think I was going to