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“Your mother is in room 1014.”
“And you’re next door.”
“We’re next door.”
—:—
Once they were in the elevator and alone, Monk backed Saylor up against the wall and held both of her wrists behind her back with one hand. He leaned his body against hers and captured her mouth. He kept his eyes open, and when he pressed his hardness against her, he watched as Saylor’s rolled back in her head.
He continued kissing her until he heard a ping followed by the elevator door opening. He led her down the hall to his room.
“The key card is in the pocket of my shirt. If this is what you want, take it out.”
Saylor smiled, pulled it out, held it up to the reader, and the door sprung open. He followed her inside and kicked the door closed behind them, ravaging Saylor’s mouth with his as soon as they were inside.
They walked over to the bed, and Saylor sat on the end. Monk pulled his shirt out from where it was tucked into his jeans and began unbuttoning it.
“Stop,” he said when he saw Saylor begin to unbutton hers.
She froze and stared up at him.
“I want to do it.”
She dropped her hands to her sides as her eyes trailed from his face and down his body as each bit of it was uncovered. When he was naked, he watched her eyes slowly make their way back up.
He stalked toward her and pushed her back on the bed. When she kicked off her shoes, Monk unfastened her jeans. He pulled her pants, along with her panties, off her body and then spread her legs and stood between them. He took her hands in his, pulled her back up to a sitting position and, starting at the top, unbuttoned her blouse.
His eyes took in her pink lace bra that matched the panties he’d barely gotten a glimpse of. He reached around, unfastened it, and tossed it on the floor.
He knelt then and attacked her nipples with his lips and teeth, soothing each bite by rolling the silver ball at the end of his tongue around the hardened buds.
He trailed down her body, not stopping until he reached her heat. “Put your hands at your sides,” he said when he felt her fingers in his hair.
“I want to touch you,” Saylor whined.
“You will,” he said before diving in to feast on her wetness.
He rolled the silver ball on her sensitive nub and brought her to the first of what he knew would be several orgasms. He held her still as she shuddered.
“Remember earlier, when I said I liked your piercing? I was wrong. I love it,” she said without opening her eyes.
Monk climbed next to her on the bed and rolled to his back, pulling Saylor until she was stretched out on top of him.
“I like feeling your body on mine,” he murmured, stroking her back. “Since the first time I saw you, I’ve wanted to run my fingers over your porcelain skin.”
Saylor lifted her head and kissed him. “I want more of you,” she whispered.
“Take it, Saylor.”
She positioned her knees on either side of him and straddled his stomach.
“Do you…have any…”
“In my wallet.”
Saylor slowly slid down, almost killing him as she kissed her way down his body like he’d done to her.
“Either take me in your mouth or get the condom.”
