Chapter 3-The Mystery Man

Lois smiled at him as he opened the apartment door for her. Normally she didn't like being 'taken care of'… but it was in his nature and it was sweet. She wanted to give him a chance to be himself once in a while. She may have been what some people called selfish at times, but Lois knew that relationships of all things were about two people, not one.

She barely had her coat off when he swept her into his arms, pulling him against his larger frame desperately. "You look so beautiful…" He murmured into her hair. His hands skimmed down her sides, sending sparks shooting through her. His lips brushed her skin, nipping and teasing that magic spot just behind her ear that only he seemed to find just right. Lois heard herself moan, delighted by the sensations.

His fingers worked diligently to slide the zipper of her dress down her back. It moved down slowly—painfully slow. Lois could feel the tickle of cool air as inch by inch of skin was exposed. Her breath caught in her throat when his warm hands covered her bare skin, causing a whole new set of shivers.

Lois pushed him back, hazel eyes dark and heavy with desire as she looked up at him. She bit down on her lower lip, her fingers inching under the shoulders of his jacket to push it off his shoulders. He let the jacket slip from his arms and straight to the floor. Lois' fingers curled around the loose end of his tie, and she used it to pull his face to hers. Their lips danced urgently, the need being passed between the two.

Before she was even aware, Lois found herself on her back, cushioned by the bed beneath her. His hands pressed the hem of her dress up her thighs as she spread her legs around him, desperate to feel him inside her. Lois' hands clasped his face as he managed to squirm out of his pants. He leaned down to kiss her as he moved inside her, but neither could manage the kiss. "Ohhh…." Lois let out a muffled cry of pleasure after he buried them both in pleasure.

He rolled her over him, eager to watch her move. Her hair tumbled over his shoulders and she pressed her palms against his chest for balance. "Mmm… Lo…" He closed his eyes to just enjoy the way it felt to be with her, to feel her around him. His hands gripped her hips, helping her rock with him.

"Sit up…. Sit up…" She ordered, throwing her head back in pleasure. He complied, eager to please. His arms snaked around her slender waist- holding her against him—her firm breasts pressed against his chest. A hand slid into her hair, gripping the loose curls gently to drag her lips down to his.