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filling her a glass.
    ‘Sure you don’t want anything stronger, or a cup of tea, coffee?’
    She smiled back shaking her head.
    ‘Water’ll be just fine. I don’t usually drink this much.’
    ‘I know.’
    She felt too relaxed to question this statement.
    He walked round to hand her the glass, watching as she took a sip, her eyes on his over the rim of the glass. She had done this so many times before, but she had always been the confident one, the one in control. Her uneasiness caused an unexpected excitement and goose bumps ran up and down her arms as she waited for him to make his move. She placed her glass back on the surface and his face came down to hers, their lips touched.
    In the taxi on the way to his place, they had sat in their own corner of the back seat. She remained silent, having nothing to say but was surprised at his behaviour, at how he kept his distance, not even looking at her. Men usually wanted to touch her, as he had indicated in the club, and they didn’t usually hold back. After shuffling around a little in her seat, trying to get his attention and failing, she settled back to look out the window, watching the lights glide by and enjoying the anticipation of what was to happen next.
    Now as their lips touched she felt an unfamiliar sensation in her chest and lost control of her breathing as her heart increased its pace.
    His hands felt for her elbows and he pulled her into a more equal standing position, he had not yet removed his boots and so still bent over her a little. As his tongue entered her mouth, he moved his arm around her waist and tightened it. The other hand felt underneath her hair for the nape of her neck. Just the pressure of his thumb there prevented her head from pulling away. He explored her mouth with patient diligence, devouring her. She kissed him back playfully but his response was firm and insistent. This was no game. For a second she felt heat on her cheeks and a sensation at the base of her spine began to rise in rebellion, causing her arms to drop. She let her body go limp against him, neither responding nor resisting. One night stands could be dangerous and that was part of their attraction for her. But she would not invite or comply with this dominance.
    Ignoring her lack of response, his hold on her neither loosened nor tightened as he continued his exploration of her mouth. His tongue explored each tooth and filling; forcing her tongue to respond, gently but surely until her groin convulsed and her breasts begged to be touched. Her arms folded back around him and eventually she returned his kisses. Then he pulled away, leaving her standing. She had never wanted anyone so much.
    With her mouth open and lips tingling, she looked up at him.
    ‘Shall we make ourselves more comfortable?’ he asked as he began unbuttoning his shirt. Closing her mouth she nodded, then asked,
    ‘Bathroom?’
    He led her by the hand into the hall and at the bathroom door, opened it, reached round to turn on the light and left her there. She supported herself against the sink by her hips, whilst she cleaned her teeth and stared at herself in the mirror. She wished she hadn’t drunk so much after all. She splashed water over her face. After smelling the hand towel and establishing the cleanliness of it, she dried her face and her toothbrush. Slipping the toothbrush back in her handbag, she took out her phone. Flipping it open, she pressed speed dial and looked at her watch whilst waiting for the taxi firm to answer. She calculated two hours would be long enough. He should be sated and asleep by then. Whispering she gave the address and requested her pick up for three fifteen.
    The bedroom wasn’t hard to find as it was the only door off the hallway she had yet to venture through. The main light was off, but a bedside light illuminated the room sufficiently for her to see a sparse space, with only a bed, bedside table, canvas chair and travelling wardrobe. Nothing adorned the floor, with