Page 48 of Spurred On

“It’s not over, Sidney.” He pressed his lips to hers, gently enough that she could turn away, but she did not . . . which encouraged him to kiss her again, this time with more passion.

She waited until he lifted his head to say, “We can’t.”

“We can. I think last night proved that.”

“Last night was a mistake.”

His gut lurched. God, he hated hearing that. “No. It wasn’t. Last night was glorious. I dare you to deny it.”

He stared at her hard and long, willing her to speak. Willing her not to.

She blew out a sigh and pushed away, crossing to stare out the window. The skin prickled on his neck as he waited for her response. “Well? Do you deny it?”

With a growl she whirled around and glared at him. “I can’t deny it. It was amazing.”

Yes!

“But that was nothing more than . . . great sex.”

He blinked. “What’s wrong with great sex?”

“I want more, Cody. I need more.”

Excellent, just what he wanted her to say. “Come to my room tonight.”

She frowned at him. “Your room is too crowded.”

“To Claire’s then.”

Her expression darkened. She wound her fingers together. “I . . . can’t.”

“We’ll find another place. Somewhere private. Some place Tibby can’t find.”

To his relief, she laughed, which he took as encouragement. He pulled her into his arms and nibbled on her neck until she moaned.

“Just you and me. Somewhere quiet. Just one more night . . .”

She stilled at that, so he kissed her some more, until she relaxed in his arms again. He was careful not to speak again, in the event he said the wrong thing. And with her, he never knew what the wrong thing might be.

Fortunately this strategy worked, and before long, she was kissing him back and meeting him caress for caress. Passion rose between them, and he couldn’t help easing her buttons free one by one until he bared her bra. He lowered his head and sucked on a lace-clad nipple until she arched against him.

“God,” she moaned. “I’m a terrible friend.”

He had no idea what that meant, but he hardly cared at the moment. Because his hand had eased down, over her belly and into her jeans where he found her ready and wet. It only made sense to yank her jeans off, but by then, she was eager to help, huffing and groaning as the madness took them, there in the office.

Thank God he had a condom in his pocket. He made a mental note to grab more from his nightstand as soon as he could. Because who know how many more times they could indulge tonight? Or where?

Once he’d rolled the rubber on, he lifted her leg and pressed into her. Her gaze locked on his as he filled her. Her eyes widened and her lips parted. It was the most beautiful sight in the world.

“Are you ready?” he whispered, though the words were barely audible over the thudding of his heart.

She wiggled against him, urged him on. “Yes. Yes.” And then she fisted her fingers in his hair and yanked. “Yes.”

Ah.She was magnificent. And demanding. And hot.

He fucked her there, against the wall. Fucked her hard and fast.

Hopefully he fucked her so hard she wouldn’t be able to walk away when this was all over.

Because he couldn’t bear to lose her again.