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But the sight that greeted her had her breath catching in her throat.

It was a man with skin of mocha and eyes of caramel. His lean, muscled body indicated that he wasn’t so young to begin with, and his youthful face made her suspect he wasn’t past the early twenties stage. He was dressed casually in black jeans and a gray Henley shirt, one that fit tight across his broad shoulders.

God, he was beautiful.

The man met her gaze, and Kathryn felt something hot settling in her stomach. Then he was standing up and walking towards her, and she had a moment to admire those long legs eat up the floor with his long strides before he was standing in front of her.

Kathryn bit her lower lip. Smiled. “Thank you for the drink, Mr…?”

The man smiled back, the action crinkling the sides of its eyes and making them look sexier. A coco mango smell, subtle and wonderful, permeated the air. He held out his hand. “Bryan O’Neil. And you’re welcome.”

Electricity tinged her skin when they hand met, and she couldn’t help herself from shivering. “Kathryn Andrews,” she murmured. “I supposed this drink isn’t exactly free?”

Bryan’s smile grew wider, a boyish quality entering it. It was contagious. “Oh, I just want one thing.”

“Hmm?”

“A date with the most beautiful woman I have ever laid my eyes on.”

The compliment was surprisingly sincere and had her blushing. Normal, shy Kathryn would have politely declined.

But this was a weekend of risks for her. And so, Kathryn smirked. Arched her chest, not missing the way his gaze dipped down before returning to her eyes.

Then she leaned up to whisper in his ear.

“I would love that.”





CHAPTER THREE



Kathryn discovered pleasantly that Bryan was a man of endless romantic gestures—and the first gesture started the moment he fetched her from the hotel lobby, holding a single red rose that looked absolutely lovely. He was wearing black slacks and a wine-colored dress shirt that complimented his skin tone, and she thought he’d never looked sexier.

She didn’t miss the way his eyes flared when he skimmed her with his gaze from head to toe, and it suddenly made her glad that she took the risk today and wore one of her sexier outfits—a red little number that hugged her curves in all the right places and emphasized her ass and cleavage. She accepted the rose and the kiss on the cheek he gave her, wondering where else that sensual mouth of his was going to end up tonight.

Kathryn couldn’t deny that despite being excited, she was also nervous, as she’d never had a date in a very long time. She could tell he sensed it, too, but Bryan made no comment as he drove her to a restaurant half an hour away from her hotel where they served good seafood and pasta. From there, they had a table with a view of the sea, where Bryan began to make her feel at ease with his small talk and casual way of eating. Kathryn found herself relaxing and enjoying his company.

Bryan was a marketing manager for one of the leading marketing companies in New York, and he had apparently come to Jamaica to take a vacation after years of too much work. She admired the way he rose to the top at such a young age, but still took a humble tone as if he himself couldn’t believe how lucky he was. She knew it had a lot to do with hard work, and she flirted with him a little bit as she grew more comfortable with his innate charm and confidence.

Bryan’s charm extended in making a woman feel special with his subtle moves—a casual compliment here, a touch on the wrist there. She wondered how many women he practiced it on, then decided to let it go and just go with the flow.

On the drive home, he asked her questions about herself and told her that she was one of the most fascinating women he had met. Again, the sincerity in his voice made her confidence surge.

“I’m sorry,” he said with a chuckle. “I know that sounds completely fake, but I can’t seem to stop myself from telling you. You’re different. And so beautiful.”

Surprisingly, she detected nerves in his tone, which only confirmed her suspicion that Bryan really liked her. It made her feel guilty, because despite talking lightly about her job as an interior designer in the city, she never told him the truth about this weekend—and he deserved better.

So, when he parked the car in front of the hotel, she took a deep breath and faced him.

“I’m married, Bryan,” she said softly.

Surprise filled his caramel eyes, before regret settled in. But he didn’t say a word, and his silence wasn’t filled with any type of judgment, which urged her to keep talking.

“My husband and I…we’ve been having problems in the bedroom. So, we both talked about it and decided to have a yearly purge off—just one night to sate our desires and sexual fantasies. I’m sorry for leading you on.”

She looked down, feeling embarrassed.

“I didn’t mean to lead you on,” she muttered. “You’re a really sweet guy, and I had a lot of fun with you. And…”

Her words trailed off when she felt fingers on her chin, lifting her head up to meet his gaze.

“And what’s your fantasy, Kathryn?” he asked.

Her heart beat fast in her chest at the intense look in his eyes.

“To have one night with a beautiful man like you,” she murmured.

The moment that the words were out of her mouth, she felt herself being lifted. Kathryn gasped at the strength Bryan exuded as he pulled her towards his lap until she was straddling him. His warmth radiated off him in waves, and the smell of his skin that eluded her earlier finally filled her nostrils—that of a coco mango smell that made her heady.

Bryan proceeded to surprise the hell out of her further when his lips crashed against hers, sealing them together in a kiss that was hotter than she’d imagined.

He kissed like a dream—soft and sensual, taking his time as he teased her mouth open with his tongue, cajoling her to respond to his kiss. She did so, letting his tongue in, where he proceeded to make fire rise up inside her and threaten to burn her alive. Her pussy throbbed, and she wanted nothing more than to undress him right now and beg to have his cock buried inside her. She had a feeling he would be huge, and it made anticipation rise almost painfully in her.

As if he sensed her thoughts, Bryan moved his hips up and ground against her, effectively making her feel the huge bulge straining against his slacks. She gasped as heat pooled and made her wet, and she ground back until she felt him through her panties, hot and pulsing.

Bryan groaned, nipping her lower lip hungrily. His hand ran all over her body, sliding her skirt up and touching her bare skin there. His other hand went up to cup a breast, and she arched into his touch as he thumbed her nipple to tautness.

“I want you, Kathryn,” he rasped through heated breaths. “I want to fuck you so bad.”

“I want to fuck you, too,” she moaned against his mouth, earning another groan from him.

“Not here,” he said. “Not in this goddamn car where anyone can interrupt us.” He licked a path down her throat and sucked, continuing to drive his covered bulge up against her until she could no longer keep her moans toned down. Then he was shoving his tongue down her throat again, intent on driving her wild. “I want somewhere private so I could taste you all night.”

“My room,” she gasped. “Now.”

They got out of the car in a hurry and arranged themselves. Bryan gave her a devastating smile, pulling her towards him to give her a hard kiss.

Then he was pulling her hand towards the hotel.





CHAPTER FOUR



They lasted until the elevator before they were on each other, lips crashing hard and bodies pressing until Kathryn felt so hot. Exhilaration was pounding in her blood, especially after feeling Bryan’s bulge still there, now pressing against her stomach as he flattened her back on the wall. The knowledge that a young, black man, one who was so attractive and oozing sex appeal and charm, would be so into her was a turn on in itself, and it thrilled her and increased her confidence tenfold.

That thrill and confidence turned to bravado, which she took advantage of by responding as aggressively as he gave the kisses. Hiding her from the camera, Bryan proceeded to let his hand slide under her skirt again, making her lose her breath when he reached the one spot that wanted him the most. His thumb rubbed her cunt, her thin panties the only barrier between them.

“I bet you have a sweet cunt,” he rasped, teeth grazing her lower lip.

In response, she arched her hips and silently begged him to go further. He slid a finger inside her underwear, and that first touch made tingles shoot up her body. Bryan groaned.

“You’re wet, Kathryn…”

She could only moan in response, because what he was doing felt so good. His fingers were long, and they thrust in and out of her and ground repeatedly, much like a talented man would do with a cock. When he formed his fingers into a hook, she bit her lip and placed her arms around his shoulders to keep herself upright as a pleasurable sensation spread inside her.

Bryan finger-fucked her slowly, but he was by no means a slacker. He went about it with an intensity that jarred her, like it was the most important thing in the world. When he found her swollen clit, he flicked on it repeatedly and whispered sweet words in her ear about how he just loved how wetter she’d gotten and wanted to see her cum for him.