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I knew with certainty I should stand up and walk him to the door.
I also knew with certainty I wasn’t going to do any such thing.
Common sense was screaming at me to get the hell out of Isla’s apartment. To shove the damp towel at her, stand up, and go home and sit in the dark with a glass of bourbon.
I’d never been one to listen to common sense.
Isla was staring at me, her chest rising and falling with breathing that was elevated enough to show me she was as turned on as I was. We haven’t even touched each other yet and we were both aroused. It was because we’d been engaged in verbal foreplay all week. All those tight
jeans and innuendoes. Her tongue sliding over fruit, her smile sly. It was the memory of that kiss.
She was sexy and explosive and intriguing. She fascinated and infuriated me.
“Tell me to go home,” I demanded. My voice was low and rough.
“Screw you,” she said, in the most predictable Isla fashion. “I’m not going to save you from your poor choices. That’s on you.”
She was right. It only made her even hotter. She held no punches. She told it like it was. Always.
“Are you going to save yourself?” I asked, tossing the towel in the direction of an end table.
Isla shook her head slowly back and forth, waves softly bouncing. “No. I forgot my life vest today.”
“And your pants.” She had amazing legs. Strong, firm. Pale, creamy thighs that made me want to bend over and drag my tongue across her flesh.
“And my pants.”
“This is a poor choice, isn’t it?” I asked, reaching out and running the pad of my thumb over her full bottom lip. “Because of work.” It was my final life raft, tossed out to her.
She nodded. “It’s a terrible choice. The worst. We shouldn’t do this.” She leaned in closer to me and put her hand on my chest. “But we are.”
“We definitely are.” I erased the inches between us and kissed her.
It was like the first time, in the hallway. Our lips were barely touching and yet the chemistry was explosive. I meant to take it slow, to have an easy exploration of her taste, her mouth. But once I made contact, and she gave a soft low moan, I wanted more. She wanted more. It was a hot frantic kiss of tangled tongues and questing hands.
Damn, Isla just did something to me. She smelled sweet, like body lotion. She tasted like toothpaste, minty and fresh. As I kissed her, I knew full well this was why I had stopped by with her phone. I’d been hoping for this. Wanting this. Fucking needing this.
She pressed her body against mine, the fullness of her tits brushing my chest as she gripped my biceps.
I kissed her, harder, hauling her even closer, up onto my lap. She spread her legs so that her knees were on either side of my thighs and she was sitting on my hard cock. I could feel the heat of her inner thighs through my jeans. Given how loose her shirt was, it was easy to slip a hand under it and grip her ass so I could grind her against me.
Isla had a narrow waist and an ass that was made for slapping. She was all curves and soft flesh and I needed to touch her everywhere. She’d been torturing me all week and now I was going to make her pay for it. I took the shirt she was wearing and pulled it over her head. I tossed it behind me and leaned back slightly to take in the sight of her.
“You’re a very gorgeous woman,” I told her, loving the way she gave me a confident smile as I swept my gaze over her body. She had high, full tits with nipples that practically begged for my mouth on them. That narrow waist, the firm legs. Damn, she was just so fucking hot.
“Thank you. I think my ass is my best feature.”
“You have a lot of great assets.” I shifted my hands to her arms and I pushed Isla down onto the bed. I took my time, running my hands over her soft skin, her curves, teasing a finger over her nipples, enjoying the way she responded. She gave a low moan when I rolled her nipple between two fingers, as I dipped my head down to press a kiss on the front of her black panties. The black didn’t surprise me. It seemed to be her favorite color.
I shifted the fabric and slipped my tongue inside her. She was already wet and that got me harder than hell. She wanted me as much as I wanted her. Maybe her flirty comments all week had affected her as much as me.
They must have, because without warning she gripped my head and had a quick orgasm. She let out a surprised cry. “Oh, geez, where did that come from?” she asked, sounding completely shocked. “I wasn’t expecting that.”
I felt a ridiculous amount of pride that I had made her come in about sixty seconds. “Damn it, that was fucking hot, Isla.”
Easing back, I released my grip on her panties so that I could reach up at the waistline of them and fully take them down off of her. When she was fully naked, I sat back and undid the buttons on my shirt as quickly as possible. Once it was off, I kissed her, because I wanted to take her mouth. Isla responded eagerly, kissing me back with deep sensual presses of her lips to mine.
I bit her lip, because I felt pent up with sexual energy and I needed to be aggressive, to feel everything about her. She responded by smacking the back of my thigh.
