This Changes Everything by Jennifer Ashley Page 0,12

my socks. My cock is standing up straight, impressed with Abby. Wanting her. Excitement pumps through me like a shot of single malt.

She gazes at my cock and then reaches out and runs her fingertips up it.

I almost explode. I seize her by the arms and pull her down to the bed, kissing her, wanting to be inside her more than I’ve ever wanted anything in my life.

The bed shakes as I turn her on her back, coming down on top of her. She’s a warm armful, squirming against me without coyness. Her eyes hold me, the soft brown shining as much as the glitter in her hair.

Abby flutters one hand to the nightstand, and I see it. Condom. Wow, this hotel is truly prepared …

I snatch it up. “Where did this come from?”

“Calandra.” Abby’s face turns scarlet. “She gave me a box as a joke.”

“Ha ha,” I say, deadpan. “Funny. And convenient.”

“Because she knows you were my first kiss, and she said when we got together again, sparks would fly.”

I consider this for about two seconds, maybe less. “Don’t care. Thank you, Calandra,” I say to the air.

I rip open the packet and drop to the bed to slide the thing on. It’s cold, and I don’t like condoms, but they’re necessities if you’re going to have a one-night-stand.

I hesitate another split second. Is that what this is? What it will be? A one-night-stand with Abby and nothing more?

My body is on fire, my adrenaline off the scale. Worry about it later.

Abby welcomes me down to her, her smile as sweet as a summer day. I brush back her hair, kiss her mouth, and slowly slide inside her.

Chapter Five

Abby

Is this what happiness feels like? Zach, my old friend, my first glimpse of what passion might be, looks into my eyes with his amazing blue ones, and presses himself into me.

I groan with it. I can’t stop myself. His warm weight sends me into softness, and his hardness touches something inside me I don’t think I’ve ever experienced. I’ve had lovers before, but the instant Zach connects with me, it’s like a bell sounding, a completion of something I’ve been waiting for all my life.

He goes very still, his eyes intense. He’s filling me, stretching me. I reach for his hips, those tight muscles welcoming my hands. I cradle him, pulling him farther in.

Zach leans down and kisses me, mouth hot, and then he glides out and back in again, starting a rhythm that is the best thing in the world.

I lift myself to him. When we’d tangoed, I’d laced my foot around his leg, and I do it again. This is what the tango is about. Wild passion that’s the closest thing to sex you can do in front of other people.

“Abby.” Zach’s throaty groan spirals heat into me. “I’ve never …”

What he’s never done gets lost as he closes his eyes and pumps, our bodies crashing together, held in the best kind of dance.

“Zach.” I touch his face, his shoulder, return to squeezing his seriously fine ass. “Damn.”

“Exactly.” Zach slides in and out, the mattress groans, and I swear the pictures on the walls shake.

The pillows slide out from under my head and I slap them away. Easier to push myself up to him on a flat mattress, and I want more and more and more. Zach slides his hand between us, his thumb bringing me to life as he presses deep inside.

Dark waves of ecstasy pour down to sweep me away. I hear the screams from my mouth, the cries of need, the words I never say at work. Zach’s laughing, but in sheer pleasure, then his laughter dies and his face scrunches up.

“Shit!” The word is a whisper and a groan. Zach’s head goes back, lamplight glistening on his skin as he grows louder. “Shit!”

He drives inside me as I try to hold him tighter than I possibly can. Zach lets out another strangled sound, and then he’s coming too, pounding the bed with one fist as he releases.

We both gasp for breath as he collapses to me, kissing my face and hair, saying my name as though he loves me.

It must be wonderful to be loved by Zach …

I hold him close, kissing his lips, wishing this night will never end.

Zach

I wake up knowing something is seriously right with the world. I drowse for a few minutes, wondering why I feel so good. Warm, comfortable, happy.

Then I remember.

I open my eyes in panic. Will Abby