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She tip-toed to the door and closed one eye, taking a look through the peep-hole.
Neil Harrison, that’s who.
She slid the chain across the bar and turned the deadbolt. When she opened the door she immediately noticed the helmet in his hand. “You got your license back.”
He nodded.
It was obvious something was on his mind. Tension rippled in the space between them.
“It’s late.”
His fingers tapped against his helmet. He was anxious. He had his helmet and he was anxious. He wanted to race.
“Going somewhere?”
He didn’t answer. She knew exactly where he was going and she knew exactly how he was feeling. And she would do anything to keep him safe. Now, more than ever.
In that moment she knew. Her brain flooded with images of Neil. The first time she saw him. The first time they went head to head over a design concept. The first time they kissed. She couldn’t possibly…
She shook off the thought.
This was supposed to be over, but here she was, moments from letting walk him through her front door even if it meant once he was done with her, he would walk away and never look back.
“Carson…we need to—”
She stepped out into the hallway and rested her finger against his lips. “Shhh…”
His eyes widened, as if shocked at her actions.
“I know what you need.”
“Carson…”
Carson grabbed the edges of his jacket and pulled him inside, kicking the door closed behind him. She grabbed the hem of her T-shirt and lifted, removing it from her body. He hesitated for a moment, his eyes darting from the floor to her breasts. She’d never had to convince him before, but his hesitance d
idn’t last long. His helmet flew behind her. She faintly heard the sound of it hitting the ground. His hands reached up and grabbed both sides of her face. She yelped just before his lips came down on hers.
Their mouths parted, tongues tangled, Carson grabbed his hips and pulled him tighter, fusing their bodies together. Neil leaned forward, his leg kicking back to slam the front door shut.
After the loud bang, he twirled her around, walking her backward until her back met the door. He grabbed her hands, securing her arms above her head. There was nothing gentle about his actions. And she loved every second of it.
“Let go,” she whispered. “Take me.”
Fear skittered across his face, but she ground her pelvis against his to catch his attention.
“I trust you.”
Neil attacked the waistband of her jeans, pulling open the fly, shoving his hands down the back to cup her bottom before he pushed them down her legs. Carson removed her bra. He kissed his way up her body, calf to thigh, the top of her mound, and set up camp at her nipples for a minute or two. When he stood at full height he kissed her, urgent, needy, just like his hand that had found her achy flesh between her legs. Carson reached behind and grabbed his wallet knowing exactly where the condom would be.
He pulled down the zipper of his jeans and reached inside removing his rock-hard length from inside his boxer briefs. She sheathed him and before the wrapper even hit the floor he was inside her. His pelvis thrust in hard quick movements, every push knocking her against the door. Her neighbors were getting a good show.
He buried his head in the crook of her neck and Carson gripped the back of his. She held on tight, knowing this would be the last time they were together. It had to be. Her heart wouldn’t be able to handle another encounter.
Neil thrust a few times then grabbed on tight, pulling her away from the wall and walking them over to her couch. He set her down and flipped her over, bending her over the arm. He kicked her legs wider, her bottom sticking out higher and further for his use. When he bent behind her and shoved his face between her legs she moaned, long and low. His tongue licked between her folds, tickling her clit. He moved back with every lick, eventually searching out the forbidden bud that had never been touched. His tongue teased the area and she was surprised at how much she liked it. The tip penetrated her tiny hole and she groaned.
Neil attacked between her legs, surprising her at every turn. He sucked on her clit, then licked her back end. She grabbed at the throw pillow and fisted her hands in pleasure. Her desire coiled tightly in her stomach just waiting for the right time to explode.
Finally, he stood and scooped her up. He let her drop on the couch and she bounced with the give of the cushions. He spread her legs wide and leaned over her body, capturing her lips in a hungry kiss. She caressed the sides of his face as he devoured her mouth and when he pulled away their eyes met just as hard as his cock rammed into her body. The look of vulnerability in his eyes seared through her. They’d had sex many times over the last ten days. Lots of sex and lots of kissing. But there had always been a wall. Something stood between them every time they were together, as if Neil was afraid to give himself over. Tonight was very, very different.
