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Soon he was pumping her in long, steady strokes. The head of his shaft hitting the end of her journey slowly triggering the buildup that was going to be a massive climax of total perfection.
His large hands were clutching at her chest now, using her breasts to hold on as he thrust harder and harder into her. She was getting close now. The way his hands felt clutching and squeezing her chest, was only adding to her bliss as she climbed higher and higher.
She felt his body shake as he groaned loudly in her ear and released what felt like a gallon of his hot, thick, salty seed inside of her. A second later her own climax was triggered. Her whole body was shaking as she felt the quivering blasting out, all of it emanating from her innermost beacon of pleasure.
She screamed, crying out in pure bliss, but her voice was cut off by his heavy hand wrapping softly over her lips. She loved the taste of his skin as she found herself licking at his hand, lapping at it. Her hips were still bucking back against him trying to milk every last drop of his essence out of his body and into hers, to be absorbed in the continued perfect pleasure.
Cort pulled out of her and with his wet, thick member still hanging out of his pants he spun her around and pulled her close to him.
He kissed her sweetly, and the two of them embraced, hugging each other for what felt like an eternity.
CHAPTER 6
Cort
Cort’s legs felt wobbly as he escorted Teagan out of the alley and the two of them started walking back towards the club. His mind was still racing with the amazing events of the past hour, but he felt overall peaceful. The stress that had been plaguing him all day was now alleviated. It was funny how mind blowing sex could do that to a person. It was just knowing that you could feel so good and that nothing bad could ever take that away from you.
Teagan was amazing. He hadn’t felt a connection, a real bond with anyone like this in so long. He wasn’t sure he’d ever known an attraction like this. No, it was beyond attraction and mere physical lust. It was a need. She was like a drug he’d taken a sample of, and now he wasn’t sure how he could ever not have it again. It was a beautiful addiction. That was the best way he could describe it to himself.
But he wasn’t about to confess his feelings to her. As a man, he’d been taught since he was a child to keep his feelings mostly bottled up and to deal with things on his own. That was what his culture taught all of their men and he’d always been naturally that way. Plus, if he told her how he felt she might think him weak, or she might think him some kind of a crazy stalker.
It was best to be nonchalant for now he thought. But he did want to see her again. That was for sure.
“So, you say you are leaving town soon?” Cort asked.
Teagan smiled at him. “Yes, unfortunately.”
He held her hand just then, feeling the soft fingers in his, doing his best to not caress her even though he was dying to.
It was just too perfect, and he did not want it to end.
“Well, let me get your number. Maybe if you are back this way again soon, then we can go out. Maybe do something fun.”
“Oh, I think we just did something fun,” Teagan teased.
Cort felt himself blushing. That was a new one for him.
Teagan nudged his arm playfully, and he held her close to him and gave her a quick kiss on the cheek.
“You are a brat, you know?” He joked.
“I do know. But that is one of my more endearing qualities,” Teagan replied.
“I’ll have to agree,” Cort replied. “But how about that phone number? Do you have a phone that works here?”
“I do actually,” Teagan said. She pulled a small flip phone out of her pocket.
“Wow, they still make these?” Cort joked.
“Yes. I got one just in case I needed a phone while I was here. I put just a few minutes on it for emergencies or something.”
“Well, if I want to chat, that is definitely an emergency,” Cort replied.
She pulled up her number on the settings of the phone, and he copied it into his own phone.
“Great,” Cort said. “Where are you staying? I’ll walk you back.”
Teagan smiled. “That’s ok. You don’t have to.”
Cort was a bit taken aback, but he played along. “Sure, I do. My mother raised me right. Plus, I’m enjoying the walk. My legs are still shaking, but stretching the muscles out seems to be helping.”
Teagan laughed.
“I mean it,” she said. “I’ll be fine. You take care of yourself.”
Teagan kissed him quickly and then walked away turning the corner in front of the bar.
He thought about following her, but he decided to respect her wishes and let her go. As he walked back towards the bar where he’d left his friends a bit ago, he couldn’t help but feel a bit… insulted? Was that the right word? He honestly wasn’t sure how he was feeling. He’d just met this perfect girl, they’d had the most mind-blowing sex ever, and then she brushed him off, but she did that in the sexiest, most charming way ever.
Who was this girl? He realized he didn’t even get her last name.
But at least he had her number, right? If it was a real number. He thought about calling it to test it, but how desperate and weird would that have been. Cort had to laugh at himself. This was perhaps the most normal dating experience he’d ever really had. Most guys went through this—most people went through this actually—waiting to see if the person they liked really wanted them too and then playing the waiting game to see who was going to call or who was going to wait three days. All of the stuff he’d heard his friends and other people talk about.
As a prince, he’d never had to go through any of it. And he rather liked it that way. But this was an amusing experience. The frustration was weird because there was an element of mystery and excitement to it all.
He walked past the bar where he’d left his friends and texted his driver that he was ready to be picked up. He’d actually ridden with his friends to the club, but he always kept a driver on standby just in case he decided to leave early, which he sometimes did. The demands of being prince were more than most people understood and sometimes he had to get adequate rest to recharge the batteries.
And sometimes he just liked to brood. He often enjoyed his bad mood days, as strange as that might have sounded to most people. He had a feeling the beautiful Teagan would have understood that though. She seemed to understand everything about him.
Of course, if he ever did get really close to her she would know that he’d lied to her about who he really was. But in his position, she would have to understand. She would know why he did it. Wouldn’t she?
He hoped that he got to find out the answer to that question.
Oh, he had to see that girl again. He just had to.
CHAPTER 7
Teagan
Teagan zipped up her duffel bag and finished getting dressed for the day ahead of her. She’d just double checked it to make sure she had everything she was going to need during her stay in the wilderness for the next several days.
She was so wired. Hell, she should have been totally exhausted after her late night and the fact that she barely slept when she did get back home, but she felt like she could run a marathon and then do some rock climbing.
Last night had been perfect. There was just no other way to put it. What started out to be a night just relaxing and getting out of her room had turned into the kind of passionate affair that Hollywood movies were made about.
Cort was perfect. He was sexy, handsome, attractive, and the sex was beyond intense. She’d never known real sex could be that good. Every woman dreams of a man who can do that to her and make her come that way, but you just didn’t think it was really going to happen for you. But it did happen to her. And she blew him off afterward…
What was she thinking? She was rather drunk she remembered, but she knew what she was doing at the time. Or at least she thought it was a good idea. But looking back with the coy way sh
e basically told him to get lost was idiotic. What had she been thinking?
