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I was rewarded with a flush of heat in his gaze, his pupils dilating as his grip tightened slightly on mine. He leaned forward, close enough that I could have kissed him without rising from the seat. His lips were so full, they looked so soft—
He was so close I could feel the heat of his breath as he murmured his next words: “So, tell me, what would you do?” He picked up his glass and drank, the muscles in his throat working as he swallowed it down. I didn’t look away. It was safe to as**sume my panties were on fire, and there was only one way to put that fire out.
And you know what? I decided I’d been overthinking things at work. Either I had confidence in myself or I didn’t, and doing some last-minute drinking wasn’t going to change a damn thing about my presentation tomorrow.
But some really good sex just might give me an edge.
I lifted my own glass and downed the remaining Knox. My decision was made.
It was go time.
I leaned towards him until our lips were barely a millimeter apart. “Do you really want to know what I’d do with this brand?” I whispered. Before he could answer, I brushed my lips against the corner of his mouth. He tasted like smoke and cinnamon and danger, and I liked it. “Or would you rather know what I’d do with you?”
His eyes gleamed, and I knew his answer even before he spoke.
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Why had I never made out with a stranger before?
Pinned up against the wall of my hotel room, I pondered that very question as my still-nameless about-to-be-conquest nibbled and sucked at my neck, eliciting shrieks and giggles and moans as he found my most sensitive spots. His hands dug possessively into my hi**ps, and I could feel his rising erection against my thigh as he pushed into me, heat flooding me down below as my nipp**les tightened against his chest.
I was hungry for his skin, starving, and my own hands found their way under his shirt to knead at the muscles of his back and then slip under his boxers to grip his perfectly sculpted as**s. I licked at his neck just below his ear, and he growled, his head rising to claim my lips once more. I moaned eagerly into his mouth, opening in response to his demanding tongue. His lips were just as soft as I had imagined, and if we were both occasionally missing where we meant to put them, it was all right—we were tipsy and turned-on and laughing, and on top of the world.
“Eep!” I shrieked as he scooped me up in his strong arms. “Dude, you are drunk, you are not supposed to be—I don’t know, doing things like operating heavy machinery—”
“You’re not heavy machinery,” he told me in that very serious way that slightly drunk people have. “You’re light machinery. Light, soft machinery with great boobs. More machinery should have boobs.”
“I hope for your sake you had a head start on me at the bar,” I told him. “Or I am mocking you for being a lightweight forever.”
“Guess I’ll have to find something else for that mouth of yours then,” he said with a grin, and oh, the images that flooded my mind. These panties were ruined forever.
He tossed me onto the bed and I shrieked as I bounced. “Asshole!”
But I was giggling.
He shed the remainder of his clothes, dropping to all fours on the bed in front of me, and then advanced, his eyes pinning me in place. He backed me up against the headboard and took my wrists, holding them over my head as he kissed me thoroughly, his tongue gleefully plundering my mouth before he began to nibble at my jawline and neck, my giggles dissolving back into moans as he traveled ever southward.
He shifted his hands so that just the left encircled both my wrists, his right joining his mouth as it closed over my bre**asts, sucking at them through the thin fabric of my shirt. I keened, squirming at the tantalizing touch and trying to bring the rest of my body into closer contact with his. As he chuckled the sound reverberated against my skin, and he began to unbutton my blouse, his hands and mouth hot against me. I leaned forward and bit at his shoulder, pressing my hi**ps into his to urge him on.
“So perfect,” he murmured against my tender skin before sucking my left nipple into his mouth, and I cried out as he began to kiss my bre**asts in earnest, his other hand finally abandoning my wrist to dive down the front of my pants.
His knuckles bumped against my cl**it and I gasped, rubbing myself wantonly against him. He withdrew, teasing, and I slid my hands over his shoulders, savoring the feel of his smooth skin before digging my fingernails into his back in retaliation.
As he tugged my pants off, I took a moment to congratulate myself on my excellent decision-making skills. No matter what happened tomorrow, this was the most fun I’d ever had during a work trip, and I knew I’d be showing up to my presentation the next day with a little extra bounce in my step.
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