Hundred and Fifty-seven

"That was amazing," Arabella said, turning to her side. "I could do this every day."

She placed her hand on Blaze's chest, caressing it.

"Arabella," Blaze groaned, glancing at his twitching dick. It was alive again and ready for another round. Only Arabella had this effect on him; he had never considered a repeat with any other woman.

"What?" Arabella said, leaning into him. She kissed his jaw, moving downwards, stopping at a nipple.

"I might not be able to resist taking you again," Blaze admitted, gripping her shoulder as she hovered over him, her breasts near his face.

"I wouldn't want you to," she replied.

"We need to talk," Blaze said, torn between his desire to lose himself in her again and the urgency of the matter that had brought him there in the first place.

Arabella paused, her brows raised, then shook her head. "Can't it wait?" she asked, frowning.

"It could, but I might not have the chance to see you again after today," Blaze confessed.

Arabella sighed, settling back into t