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"Sex is just...sex." He said conversationally.1

She sat next to the fireplace, ankles crossed, staring at the flame dance up and change colors with ease. He walked casually out of the bathroom. He stood in the doorway wearing nothing but bluejeans, towelling his hair and watching her with interest.2

"Please you of all people...to think sex is...meaningless." She whispered. Something about her tone was appealing. He shifted his stance, eyes staring at her, trying to decipher her body language.3

She stood. She moved gracefully, angelic in her movements. The flame made her eyes sparkle. 4

"So you're telling me that sex..." she wrapped her arms around his neck, "is just...sex?" she whispered into his ear, a slow mischievous smile growing on her face. He stood still, marveling at her forwardness. Without another moment of hesitation, he pulled her close; her lips grazed his cheek and he could smell her perfume, intoxicating to his senses.5

As their lips touched, they melted into one. His hands found her thighs, pulling her even closer. She pressed against his chest, deepening the kiss they shared. The kiss broke momentarily, as they tumbled onto the bed. It was covered with luxurious Egyptian cotton which had satin woven delicately into it. 6

His hands slid under her shirt, their mouths magnetic and passionate. Slowly clothing peeled away until flesh touched flesh. Tangled in the sheets, his lips touched her breast. His tongue flicked over the nipple, tasting her cool flesh. She could feel his hardness against her thigh, throbbing with heat. His muscles tightened as he entered her slowly. Her back arched as he slid easily inside her. A deep sigh escaped her mouth as he slid in deeper. His hips touched hers, his body settling above her. 7

In a fit of passionate rage, he covered her mouth with his, cutting off her growing moans as he thrusted repeatedly, causing her extreme pleasure. She raked her nails down his back, only making him thrust harder.8

He buried his face in her hair. He could smell her exotic shampoo as he kissed her throat. Her taste was electrifying. She could hear his breathing become labored. She knew he was struggling to remain in control of himself.9

She intertwined her legs with his, grinding her hips against him. Every muscle in his body tightened and at that moment they shared an intense orgasm. They collapsed into an exhausted tangle of bodies.10

"You still think that sex is meaningless?" She asked in a whisper, a teasing tone in her voice.11

A rumble of laughter came out of him and he said, "No, believe me, I changed my mind."12