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and used the leverage to draw him back. Not that he was complaining, but he was sure that he was going to have a wardrobe malfunction if he grew any harder. His cock put so much pressure behind his fly he imagined it could pop one of the buttons clean off of the denim placket.
     
    Riordan found he was shaken as well, he never imagined a kiss would leave him hard enough to explode in his pants and near breathless. He recovered first, backed away from the virtuous siren in his arms and set her on her feet. Reluctantly, but he knew instinctively that Jennifer wasn't ready for anything more, even if her body had not caught up to the fact yet.
     
    Before he left Riordan gave her one last kiss on the tip of her nose, then drove back to his downtown hotel suite on auto pilot. He only realized where he was when the valet rapped his knuckles impatiently on the driver’s side window.
     
    "-- get your car, sir?" The exasperated look on the young man’s face clearly showed that the valet had asked him multiple variations of the query while he was lost in thought.
     
    He gave the harried valet driver his keys along with a hefty tip for his wait and walked back to his lonely rented bed. But Riordan found he couldn't sleep, he was too keyed up and so he worked codes half the night, finally dropped off to bed around four in the morning.
     

 
    Jennifer: Amnesia
     
    When Riordan kissed her, Jennifer forgot everything around her, what the time was, where she was, and most importantly, she didn’t care. The only thing she knew for sure was who she was with. She tried to be bold and match him in exploration. Although she had kissed men before, none of them had detonated anything inside her. That made it easy to keep up and participate with an appreciation to the exercise the press of lips crafted. But this? Every nerve she had from the neck down sizzled and sparked.
     
    She wouldn’t have stopped there, but Riordan stepped back and she wanted more. The only consolation was that he looked like he felt the same way too, confused and lusty. All she was good for at this point was to experience the sensations Riordan served her and hungrily Jennifer pulled herself closer, raised on tipped toes to reach his firm mouth again. He let her kiss him this time, but only barely before he leaned away from her. His eyes were deep and hungry and she imagined hers probably were the same.
     
    "Goodnight." Jennifer’s tone was pinched and she felt naked and chagrined at being so easy and apparent to get. Riordan leaned in for one more kiss, this one smattered on the tip of her nose. It was an unusual end to a wonderful date.
     
    "Goodnight." His voice was husky with passion and his tone was deep with the same need she felt inside but was too afraid to let free.
     
    Jennifer opened the door and let her enthralling companion exit into the brisk night air. When she closed the door, Jennifer rested her back against it, her mind blown and she sank to the floor. Wow. What a kiss, it was better than the solo performances she had at night under the covers in her lonely bed. There was no way she had anything left in her to work out tonight.
     
    Jennifer showered and only thought of Riordan. There were so many fantasies that raced through her mind, but all starred him. That night did end with a workout, only in her bed versus her on her yoga mat. Her body asked for things she didn’t even know how to give herself. But it didn’t matter how many times she came, she wanted more. Her hands touched her body no longer, in her mind they were now his on her skin instead.   She used several of her favorite toys as she imagined the earlier kiss leading to more. She lingered over each of the four peaks she gave herself that night her skin overly responsive to all sensations on the heels of her arousal. Sleep came quickly once she let herself drift off in the afterglow.
     
    The next day, Jennifer went to work with a bit of pep in her step. Several of her co-workers