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“This place is amazing. I wonder if Kels would be interested in spreading Beach Babe into another area. A girl could fall in love with this city.” Em is walking backwards on a side street.

I’m following her. Where we are right now is a quieter area, less foot traffic, and I don’t have to worry if she’ll run into someone.

“No work talk right now, babe. All I wanna talk about is what’s going on between us or how I’m going to take you back to my place, untie that string around your neck, and watch your dress fall to the floor, seeing you bare for me.

” It’s a wonder I kept my hands off her the twenty-minute drive from the airport to the Airbnb, especially when Em’s hands were doing dangerous things, sliding up my thigh, not even going for my cock, just touching me.

That all ended once I slid bare inside her the second the door closed.

She was slammed against it, and our mouths didn’t stop moving against one another’s unless we needed air.

That first time taking her bare will be permanently seared to my memories, using it for spank bank material for when she leaves.

Fuck, it was hot, Em’s legs wrapped around me, barely getting to another place inside the small studio apartment.

The both of us going at each other’s clothes.

It’s a miracle that no injury occurred. I tried as hard as I could to make it to the bed, but once our clothes were gone, all bets were off.

It wasn’t the most comfortable for either of us on the hardwood floors.

The only saving grace was the area rug to cushion her back as we watched my bare cock sink inside for the first time.

I will never forget the sweet noises she made as I glided in and out, not stopping until she came, me following right behind her.

Even then I didn’t stop moving, watching as my cum leaked from inside, slowly seeping down my length and on the lips of her pussy.

It kept me moving, fucking it back inside of her.

“We can head back or maybe find an alley, sneak a quickie in, and then continue on.” She makes a valid argument, but seeing as how I’ve only got two days with her here in Nashville, it’d be an injustice for us not to take in everything we can.

I’m still going to work on keeping Em here as long as I can, even if it involves making a phone call to Deke.

“Not sharing you, not even your moans, with the outside world for them to jack off to later in the night.” And I know there’s no way to keep Emily quiet, not when it comes to sex. It’s not even talking; it’s the low guttural mewls, the soft purrs, and how she breathes in that deeply satisfied sigh.

“Fine. Where are we heading now?” Em’s hand reaches out for mine. I grasp it in my hand, pulling her towards me until her chest is touching mine, feeling her pebbled nipples against my shirt.

“Ever been to a honky-tonk?” She shakes her head no. We’ve already had dinner on a rooftop deck. Nothing too fancy; neither of us are those types of people, and I’m thankful for that.

“Nope, can’t say that I have.” Emily’s hands glide up to my chest, holding them steady while we stand in the middle of the sidewalk.

“Good music, cold beer, and I’ll even twirl you around the dance floor a time or two.

” Her face lights up at my idea. It’s not exactly a hardship to feel Em pressed against my body, bullshitting the night away, and ending it with the two of us naked in bed together.

Fuck, it may help seeing as how I’m going to have to schmooze these schmucks.

Jesus, never in my life did I think it was going to take this long.

I’ve been here long enough. The only good part about being here besides Em taking time out of her schedule to come down was that I was able to secure a few other contracts in neighboring states.

If this falls through, at least there are a few other companies we could pick up.

“What are we waiting for, then?” I pull her in closer, letting her feel what she’s doing to me by just wearing the flimsy material of her dress, knowing there’s nothing beneath in the way of a bra.

I’ve got a good inkling she left the panties at home, and the second we get on the dance floor, my hand settling on her lower back will give the answer I’m searching for.

“Right, let’s get this show on the road.” She slides her hands off my chest. My hand that was at the nape of her neck lowers, the tips of my fingers feeling her soft, smooth skin. I love that the dress is giving me all the freedoms a man could want.