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“You’re so beautiful.” While his hands massaged the cheeks of her bottom she explored his chest, unbuttoning his chef’s coat and pushing it off his shoulders until it fell to the floor behind him.
“Employees?” she whispered.
“All gone.” And that was the last time the real world interfered.
Their mouths and hands explored each other for a few minutes, but he was too ready for more to wait.
“Take off those pants and take position. Legs spread, hands on the glass.”
Her eyes sparkled with excitement. It made him insanely hard knowing she was on board for a little kink tonight. But she wasn’t moving fast enough.
“You have twenty seconds before my cock is inside you.” He smacked her butt. “In position or not.”
She bolted to the big plate-glass window, stepping around two love seats sitting at the front of the restaurant. She bent, pulling down her track pants, letting them fall around her ankles, then put her hands flat against the glass.
Black lace ran across her hips and down between her ass cheeks. He wondered if she was already wet. She adjusted her hands on the glass and stuck out her bottom for him. He approached, releasing his belt and pulling down his zipper. He retrieved the condom he’d started carrying in his wallet just for times with her such as this. He was sheathed even before he positioned himself behind her. He ripped aside the lace and thrust inside from behind. She was wet, taking him in smoothly. They both moaned when his hips touched her ass. He dipped his fingers under her hoodie, found her breasts, and kneaded them. Her hands slipped down the glass, the sweat from her palms leaving a streak.
Headlights shone through the window as cars drove by. The street was quiet, given the hour, but it wasn’t unusual for some stragglers from the club district to make their way over on their dr
unken walk home.
He pulled out and crouched behind her, licking a long line up her folds. He craved a taste; he needed a taste. He pulled away from between her legs, her desire heavy on his lips, then entered her again.
“Make me forget,” she mumbled. “Make it all okay.” She threw her head back and her hair fell over her shoulders in a cascade of orange-scented mahogany.
She needed an escape. A means of letting go of the tension, from the troubles that plagued her every day. And he would give it to her. Wanted desperately to give it to her. But something inside him tightened when he realized there was a definite possibility she’d never let him behind the wall of emotions she kept hidden inside. And his only contribution to “making it all okay” was his dick.
He pumped harder, his hand snaking around her body, finding the hot button that would send her soaring over the edge of pleasure, to a place where it was only the two of them.
Her hands fisted against the window and she pulled them together to rest her forehead. He thrust so hard and so fast he thought they would break through the glass, but he’d take his chances. He continued his delicious assault on her body.
Within seconds, she moaned her release, her sex tightening around him, triggering his own burst of insane pleasure.
Turning her in his arms, he pulled her against his chest, smoothing a hand down her hair.
She touched the sides of his face with her fingers. Without a word, she captured his lips in a sweet kiss.
And confirmed his worst nightmare.
Somehow, the woman he was fucking had ended up being the perfect woman, exactly the right woman, for him. Except she was completely, utterly wrong for the life he wanted.
It was just another of the universe’s cruel jokes. And it seemed the only one not laughing was him.
Chapter Ten
“Ladies, welcome to Casa Madewood.”
Veronica gasped as Penn opened the double doors to the huge mansion. It was the biggest house she’d ever seen.
“Well, shit,” Madison said with an awed curse beside her. “I should take home jobs more often.”
It was the morning of the bachelorette party and boudoir photo shoot—just over a week since Finn had fucked her so hard and so thoroughly against a plate-glass window.
She entered the massive foyer of the mansion carrying Madison’s photo equipment with girlish anticipation fluttering in her stomach. It had been a good while since she’d spent any real girl-time with women she could call her friends. It felt great. And tonight, capturing her sexuality on film was another thing she was going to do all for herself. Which also felt great.
“Welcome, ladies.” Sterling entered the foyer from the kitchen, followed by two young girls.
“Sterling, this house is beautiful,” Veronica said as she looked up and admired the cathedral ceiling that was at least twenty feet high. But really, beautiful wasn’t a good enough word to describe to it. The foyer was as big as the whole first floor of her townhouse. But even more beautiful was a large bouquet of lilies sitting on a small table in the middle of the entryway.
