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She grabbed his arm before he reached the door. “Eli,stop.”
He turned and looked down at her, and she was surprised to see not only anger but also hurt in his eyes.
“You’re taking what I’m saying all wrong,” she told him, her voice shaking. “Can we please just take things one step at a time?”
“You’re the one calling the shots,” he said coolly. “I’m going to go grab my stuff.”
When he opened the door, she tugged him backward, then slammed it closed.
“No.” The word came out as a choked sob. “Eli, don’t.”
“Don’t what?” he asked, his voice thick with emotion as he stared down at her.
“Don’t go.” Holly placed a hand on the center of his chest. “Not yet. And not like this.”
The hurt and anger in his eyes were gone, replaced in a flash with heat and hunger. “You’re not ready,” he whispered, hooking an arm around her waist as he dragged her tightly against his body. “You’re not ready for this to end.” He brushed his fingers over her lips, then down along her cheek. “Neither am I.”
Holly forced her gaze away from his. “It has to end,” she said, gripping his shirt in her hands. “It has to. But...”
He tipped her chin up to meet his gaze. “But what?”
“You’re right. I’m not ready.” Standing on her tiptoes, she cupped the back of his head and dragged him down for a kiss. “Just a little while longer.”
He let out a low, broken moan as he hauled her up and into his arms. She wrapped her legs around his waist, her skirt hiking up high on her thighs as he kissed her, hot and desperate, against the hotel room door.
Eli carried her over to the bed and sat her down on the edge, breathing fast as he stared down at her. “Take off your skirt.”
She slowly slid the skirt down over her thighs, then kicked it onto the floor. Her eyes stayed locked on his as he unbuttoned his shirt and pulled it off.
Getting on her knees in her tank top and pink satin panties, she reached for his belt buckle, running her fingers down along his flat, muscled stomach.
Once she undid the buckle, he dropped his jeans to the floor, standing naked in front of her with desire burning in his brown eyes.
“I know you need a deadline, and I’ll give you what you need,” he told her. “But you have to give me what I need, too.”
Holly tilted her head. “What do you need?”
“We’ve got time before we have to be out of this room. And until that time is over, I need you to be mine.” He gave his cock a long, slow stroke. “Until we walk out of that door, you’re my girl.”
“Okay,” she murmured, nodding.
He looked so sexy standing there that her tummy tugged hard with desire. Going down on all fours, she took his cock in her mouth and gave him a long, slow suck.
His breath stuttered, and he gently cupped the back of her head when she did it again and again. She couldn’t resist making eye contact with him when she took him deep, and his gaze went hazy with lust as he studied her face.
“You’re so fucking pretty,” he whispered, sliding his hand underneath her tank top. “I get so fucking hot watching you, sweetheart. So hard.”
He cupped her breast, and she moaned around his erection as his fingers brushed over her nipple, gently tweaking it.
“Yeah,” he muttered, sucking in a breath. “That’s it. So fucking good.”
When she picked up the pace, he made a noise deep in his throat and pulled her to her knees.
“I need more, and so do you.” He kissed her soft and deep, and she buried her fingers in his hair. When he wrapped his arms around her waist, she sank against him, getting lost in his kisses.
A minute later, he pulled away and nodded toward the bed. “Lie back.”
She did as he asked, then bit down on her lip as he gave himself another slow stroke. Just watching him like this made her weak.
