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hands around the front, cup her breasts through the fabric, tweak her nipples the way he knows she likes.  
    He hardens at the thought, and knows that he won’t be able to keep his hands off her all night during the fundraiser.  
    Another version of him would’ve counted on escaping the festivities for a quickie in a coat closet, but this is their unofficial coming out. He doesn’t want someone to catch them fucking in some dark place like they’re some kind of secret.  
    No, he’s going to have her now .  
    He walks over to where Kaia’s standing at the vanity, and presses his body against hers. The dress is soft and silky beneath Jason’s fingers, but it’s no match for the delicate smoothness of her skin.  
    He slides his fingertip down Kaia’s spine, watching the play of her muscles as they tense. She rocks her hips back, rubbing against his rock-hard erection.  
    “Jason,” she whispers. She plants her hands on the granite countertop, and Jason leans over her, his chest covering her back. He nibbles at the skin below her ear. “We can’t,” she says, disappointment coloring her tone.  
    “We can .” He reaches around, and slides his hand beneath the silk panel on the front of the dress. The weight of her breast is warm in his hand, and she arches back into him when he rubs her nipple with the pad of his thumb. “We will .”
    She looks at his reflection in the mirror, fire in her eyes.  
    “Lift up your skirt.”  
    She does as he asks, her gaze never leaving his. He reaches down, and slides his fingers through the warm wetness at the center of her thighs.  
    “Fuck,” he growls. “You’re not wearing any panties.”  
    Kaia gives him a sly grin. “Surprise.”
    He presses his thumb against her clit, rubbing it in a slow, maddening circle.  
    “You’re so wet,” he observes.  
    “I was from the moment I saw you looking at me the way you were.”  
    “How was I looking at you?”  
    She arches her back, giving Jason access to her neck. He takes full advantage of it, nipping at her earlobe, then sucking at the sensitive skin where he can feel her pulse point beneath his lips.  
    “You were looking at me like you wanted to devour me.”  
    He does. He wants to devour her. He wants to possess her, and he can’t wait any longer.  
    “Spread your legs.”  
    She does as he asks, and he undoes his pants, tugging them down until his erection springs free.  
    Jason wraps his arm around Kaia’s waist, lines himself up with her wet heat, and slides inside.  
    Kaia lets out a soft cry as he fills her that makes him rock his hips, hoping he can get her to let out another sound just like that one. They’re both watching each other in the mirror as Jason rocks in and out of her.  
    His fingertips glide against her clit as he does his damnedest to help her find her pleasure. She’s so close, almost there…her face is twisted in pleasure, and Jason can’t look away from her.  
    He needs more, more …
    He picks up the pace, their hips slamming together as he tries to get deeper still. He’s on the verge of coming, but he can’t let himself fall until she does, so he doubles his attention on her clit, rubbing faster. Harder.  
    Kaia moans out his name, her eyes screwed shut.  
    He leans forward until his raspy stubble rubs against her neck. “Come for me, Kaia. Come on.”  
    A few more thrusts, and she’s contracting around him, pulling him with her into blissful oblivion.  
    As they both come down, smiling dopily at each other in the mirror, all sated and relaxed, Jason knows this is going to be an incredible night.  

    * * * * *

    At the fundraiser, Jason walks through the crowd, confidently mingling with his friends with Kaia on his arm. She’s personable, and funny, and everyone pretty much loves her, just as he knew they would.  
    If a few of his friends seem shocked that he seems to have settled down a bit, Jason does his best to ignore them. He’s disappointed