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“Yes.” The ache deep within her intensified. Her sensitive skin craved his touch, yearned for him.
“Say it.”
Her mouth went dry, but his words had the opposite effect on her quickly dampening pussy. She didn't think she could say the words and give up that control. Then he leaned forward and nipped at the base of her neck. Her knees buckled and she would have sunk to the floor if his hands weren't holding her hips so firmly.
“I want you to make me come, hard.”
His hands curved around to her ass, cupping each globe in his palms. “I don't know if you're ready for that. You seem more like a slow-and-soft kind of girl.”
“I'm more than ready.” She wound her arms around his neck.
He lifted her up to her tiptoes, his strong hands on her ass. Using a foot, he nudged her legs farther apart. The cool air brushed against her panties, taunting her heated clit.
“You want this?”
She shouldn't, not like this and not with him. Losing control with him would have fatal results for her heart, but her body overruled her head. “Yes.”
“You want me to fuck you?”
His words vibrated against her neck. “Yes.”
“Let go and I will.”
“I…” Let go? She never let go.
Raising his head, Hank's gaze burned into her. “Just. Let. Yourself. Go.”
And she did.
Shedding her iron self-control felt like peeling off a dress that was a size too small. All the pinching and constriction she'd grown used to and accepted as a fact of life disappeared. For the first time in years, she sucked in a full breath of freedom. There was no backup plan and no watching from a distance.
Her skin tingled everywhere Hank touched, but it wasn't him who’d made this happen. She had. The mixture of lust, power and joy opened her up to a whole new world of possibilities and hopes. Swearing to herself she'd never go back again, Beth closed her eyes and sealed the promise with a kiss.
Her lips busy with his, she spread her fingers wide and ran them across his broad shoulders. His woodsy cologne teased her as she continued her exploration. She followed the curve of his biceps, tensing under her touch, nudging his shirt down his arms until the dark material covered his long fingers and then fell from them.
Pulling her mouth away was a necessary small torture so she could taste more of him. His short beard tickled her lips as she trailed kisses down to his throat. She paused at the pulse hammering there, relishing that both of their hearts raced in anticipation. A quick nip elicited a harsh groan from him.
Pushing her back gently, he framed her face with his hands, forcing her to make eye contact.
“God, I've waited so long for you, Beth.”
“I'm right here.”
Something indefinable lurked in his eyes, a pain she eased the only way she knew how. Leaning forward, she kissed him again, teasing open his mouth with her tongue. For a moment he didn't move, then his hands seemed to be everywhere at once.
Hank disposed of her suit jacket in a quick move that would have made a stripper jealous. It dropped down beside her briefcase, followed a moment later by her dress and red-lace bra. She stepped out from the dress’s confining circle, not wanting to be trapped anymore. His head dropped to her breasts and licked a line of fire across their top curves. Using his hands to mold the small orbs, he pushed them upward and sucked one dark-brown nipple into his hot mouth.
The moment his teeth grazed the hard nubs, Beth's legs gave out on her and she collapsed against the hotel door. Tension built inside her as his hand snaked down her flat belly. His hungry mouth released her breast and traveled back up to her mouth.
One hand slid lower, snuck under the elastic of her lace panties and a single finger sank between her wet lips. Her back arched in reaction to his touch, so pleasurable it nearly broke her. Eyes clenched shut, ribbons of color danced across her mind's eye, their hues becoming more vibrant as he stroked her clit and dipped first one, then two, then three fingers inside her sensitive pussy.
Trying to anchor herself to reality, she reached for him. Her fingers dug into his shoulders, but instead of bringing her back to the real world, the feel of his skin increased her need. It pushed her forward and brightened the colors behind her eyelids until they were nearly neon in intensity. The vibration built deep inside her, ratcheting up with each stroke of his fingers in and out. The corner of the hard, plastic fire escape sign on the hotel door dug into her shoulder blade, but urgent need nearly blinded her to any sensation but his touch. His fingers twisted within her slick folds, pushing her closer to release until the colors exploded and her orgasm overtook her.
Panting, Beth rested her head against his shoulder. She should be sated, but instead a fresh energy buzzed through her and she hungered for more of Hank inside her than just his fingers.
“Fuck me, Hank.”
“Anything you want.”
