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“Yeah.” He flashes me a smile, faint but real. “I guess you’re right.”
“I’m always right,” I inform him and sit beside him, so I can wrap my arms around him and kiss him. “That’s why you like me.”
“No, baby.” He kisses me back, breathless. “I like you because you’re the right one for me.”
***
The arrest of the two leaders of the Organization is spectacular. We watch it on the news. A small army surrounds the two middle-aged men as they are led to the police station in handcuffs.
We’re sitting in a hotel suite in Madison, Wisconsin. We’re here to visit Megan, my friend who I left without any explanation a couple of months ago. I’m nervous about meeting her and couldn’t even bring myself to call her first.
Storm thought waiting here for the arrest of the leaders and for the dust to settle was as good as anywhere else.
So here we are, drinking chilled white wine even though the weather outside is turning chilly. It’s cozy and warm inside, warm enough in fact we’re both in underwear, and Storm has been trying to get mine off even though his arm is in the sling and his leg in a bandage, still.
I laugh at the expression on his face when I pull away from him again to sip at my wine.
“Pay attention,” I point at the enormous flat screen on the wall. “This is history happening.”
“This is bullshit,” he says, and reaches for me again.
I put my glass on a side table and let him tumble me on the huge bed. He crawls until he’s next to me, and grumbles when he can’t lie on his side and touch me at the same time.
He’s so funny when he’s grumpy. Funny and sexy. I roll, pushing him onto his back, and bend over to kiss him. We kiss and kiss, and he groans in my mouth, clutching the back of my head with his good hand. He’s growing hard between our bodies, and I suck in a sharp breath at the pang of desire.
I lift my head. His eyes are dazed, his mouth half-open. His hand slides from the back of my neck to my shoulder and down to my breast. He cups it, squeezing it through the fine white lace, his gaze darkening to near black. I roll my hips over his cotton-clad cock and he moans, head falling back, jaw going slack.
Scooting back, I drag down his black briefs, freeing his long, hard cock, and take the head into my mouth. His taste explodes on my tongue—salty, bitter, perfect.
He stills, breath caught, muscles going taut in his legs and stomach. Then I take him in deeper and he groans, his back arching off the mattress. “Fuck.”
I love how he can’t hide his body’s reactions. His good hand fists in the covers, his knees bend, his hips jerk. He growls deep inside his throat when I suck on the head, pants when I lick the underside of his cock.
He gasps when I cup his sack and roll his heavy balls in my hand.
His cock twitches, more saltiness seeping out of the small slit. He’s close. I lick at him, and he curses, fist thumping on the mattress.
“Ray.” He fumbles for something. His wallet for a condom, probably.
I reach for it, pull off the foil and rip it open. I pull the condom over his cock and lift myself, then sink down on him, taking him deep. I gasp as he pierces me and bend over him trying to catch my breath.
“Oh fuck, Ray…” He rocks up into me, swelling bigger. His teeth grit. “Shit.”
Pleasure floods my core. I’m close, too, so close, I just can’t… Can’t stop myself from tightening and clenching, and I shudder, the heat bursting, shooting up my spine, spreading to my limbs until I moan out loud.
He cries out, abs clenching tight, and he comes inside me in hot spurts I can feel through the thin rubber. His hips jerk a couple of times with aftershocks, then he finally relaxes, head rolling.
I lift myself off and he reaches down and holds down the condom as he slips out of me.
“Fucking hell,” he says hoarsely. “Damn.”
I grin as I help him take it off and hop off the bed to carry it to the trash. Then I’m back, crawling next to him and curling so I can lay my head on his shoulder, content.
“Damn, I thought I could last—”
I lay my fingers over his mouth, stopping the words. “Rest.”
He bites lightly at my fingers and I pull them away. “I want to make you come again and again. I wanna see you, taste you, smell you as you come.”
