“Whoa! Holy batman.”
He chuckled at her reaction and inwardly puffed his chest with male pride.
Now she was overdressed and he needed to do something about that. Taking her hands, he pulled her to her feet. Then made quick work of getting her jeans off, stumbling as he tried removing her black boots. He was as clumsy as a teenager during his first time. Then she took off her top, leaving her in silky pink underwear and bra. Full creamy breasts heaved under the flimsy fabric. A small waist led to curvy hips and his mouth watered at the sight. He was definitely taking his time the next round; he wanted to kiss and touch every curve and valley of her magnificent body.
Right now, he had more pressing issues to deal with and it waspressingagainst his boxer briefs. He reached down for his wallet in his jeans, pulled out a foil packet and tossed it on the couch. Pulling his boxers down, he watched her glassy expression as she followed his movement. Her tongue darted out to lick her lips and he groaned knowing exactly what he wanted her to do with that mouth.
He dropped onto the sofa, slid her panties off and pulled her down to straddle him. Her breasts were the perfect height for his mouth and he filled his hands and kissed them, going from one to the other. One hand slipped between her legs and his finger slid into her hot centre. She threw her head back and panted. “Feels so good. If you keep doing that… Won’t. Last. Ten. Minutes.”
He’d laugh if the situation wasn’t so serious. Serious because if she kept squirming on his lap, it’d be over in seconds not minutes.”
He removed his hand and cupped her face, kissing her long and deep. When he thrust his hips up and didn’t enter her, she groaned with frustration.
“Stop teasing me,” she panted as she bit lightly on his bottom lip.
“Believe me when I say it’s killing me to hold back.”
“Then don’t.” She wiggled her hips.
Ethan threw his head back and gripped her hips to stop him from pushing inside her. Standing, he lifted Holly up with him then he placed her on her back onto the sofa.
Sprawled out in front of him, she was the most beautiful woman he’d ever seen.
Pulling his gaze away, he got the condom out of the wrapper and rolled it on. He braced his hands on either side of her head, lowered himself and slid between her thighs. Her legs wrapped around his waist, locking on tight in case he planned on leaving. There was no way in hell he was going anywhere.
Her hands landed on his arse and she arched her back, encouraging him to push inside her. His body wanted to take her hard and fast, instead he held back and slid in painfully slow. They both stilled at the connection, breathing deeply.
Holly clenched onto his arse and rocked against him, pushing herself closer to him. He slid out and slammed back into her. She tossed her head back and cried out. He repeated the action and she bucked against him.
Stroke after stroke, skin against skin. Her hands caressed his arse up his back and down again giving him open mouth kisses along the side of his neck. Speeding things up, her body vibrated under his touch. Her head tossed from side to side—she was almost there. Sliding a hand between their joined bodies, he slipped a finger into her wet folds. Her breaths quickened and she squeezed her eyes shut.
“Keep your eyes open. I want to see when you lose control.” He said hissing through clenched teeth.
She did what he asked before shattering in his arms. With one more deep thrust, he exploded alongside her.
It took a moment to get their choppy breathing back to a relatively normal pace and he kissed her long and slow before they sat up. His head fell on the headrest of the sofa, his body heavy. It’s the best he felt in a long time.
Two weeks might not be enough of Holly if the quickie in his dressing room was any indication to what lay ahead. He predicted hot and a lot of fun. Unfortunately, they didn’t have time for round two. He tossed the condom in the bin and pulled up his pants. They both needed to get back to work before someone came looking for them. It surprised him Trudy wasn’t already banging at the door.
Holly collected her clothes from the floor. Watching her dress was the most erotic display he’d ever seen and she had no idea how she was affecting him. She hurried to a mirror on the wall and finger combed her wavy locks. Once he assumed she was satisfied with what she saw, she turned to him and smiled.
And his heart hammered against his ribs.
Man, the way she looked at him made him want a repeat of what happened a few moments ago. To hell with getting back to work. He made to reach her when someone knocked at the door.
Holly’s eyes grew wide and she whispered, “I don’t want anyone to know I’m in here. They’ll think we… we…”. She pointed to the sofa.
“Had sex?” he supplied.
“Shh!”
“Ethan, we need you on set in ten minutes,” Trudy’s voice came through the door.
“Sure thing.” He smirked, “I can do a lot in ten minutes.”
Holly laughed and nudged him toward the door. “You leave first. Bang on the door three times if no one’s around, then I’ll come out.”
“I don’t care who sees us.”
