Page 12 of A Minute Past Midnight

“Yes.”

I smiled and pulled her onto my lap.

So much for getting to know her better.

My palms went to her thick, round ass and grabbed two handfuls. I planted small kisses on her chest and neck before looking up at her and smiling.

“You can start now.”

Without trepidation, her lips slammed into mine, and I gripped her ass tighter. I could feel the warmth of her pussy sliding across my dick through the fabric of the towel.

Her scent drove me insane as I undid her robe and attacked her right nipple.

“Mmmm, yesss,” she moaned, letting me know that it had to have been a while since she’d felt this kind of pleasure.

That was all the permission I needed.

My hand settled at her waist, drawing her closer until there wasn’t enough space between us to pretend this was casual. Her breath caught, and the sound went straight through me.

“Tell me to stop,” I murmured.

She looked down at me.

“Don’t.”

I kissed her again.

Slow at first.

Deliberate.

Like I wanted to memorize the feeling of her before giving in to everything I’d been fighting since the first time our eyes met tonight.

Her fingers curled into the robe, pulling me closer while she continued to ground her pussy on me.

I deepened the kiss, one hand sliding around her back while the other rested against her cheek. She melted into me, and suddenly, the expensive hotel room, the city lights beyond the windows, the noise of the club we’d left behind, . . . none of it mattered.

Just her.

I broke the kiss long enough to breathe, my forehead resting against hers.

“You have no idea what you’re doing to me.”

A small smile touched her lips.

That smile nearly ruined me as I disrobed her. Again, her arms went around her breasts, and I removed them.

There was no room for shyness at this point. I'd already seen her fully naked and was very fucking pleased with what I saw.

I kissed her again, maneuvering her under me, and reached for the table where I’d put the condoms earlier. Once I was strapped, she sank down, and I followed, keeping my eyes on hers.

For a moment, neither of us said anything. There was only the sound of our breathing. I brushed a strand of hair away from her face.

“Juliana.”

She reached for me. “Yes?”

“I’m about to fuck all that insecure shit up outta you. By the time you walk out of here, you're going to have a newfound confidence.”