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His strong pulls on her tongue provoked a fierce drumbeat between her thighs, the prelude to the storm of lovemaking her body hungered for. For once she couldn’t wait to be weak, to be driven past all rationality to the place he brought her to so easily.
“Parking…lot,” she gasped between kisses, sure he wouldn’t be able to hear her. The roar of blood in her ears muted everything until she couldn’t be positive she’d even said the words aloud. “God, I can’t feel my feet.”
Spencer laughed, the sound rumbling through his chest and spreading warmth through every part of her not sizzling already. He moved his kisses to her neck, his mouth sweeping hot, wet trails of pure sensation. “Let’s take the edge off.”
Before she had time to figure out what that meant, he pushed her backward, shielding her with his body as he shoved up her skirt. Protests rose in her throat, dissolving in a scream he muffled with his mouth when the blunt tip of his finger slid over her cotton-covered pussy. He rubbed her clit through the fabric, soaking her panties in the liquid proof of what he did to her.
She rode his finger shamelessly, winding her hands through his hair to make sure he kept kissing her. As his movements sped up, he drove her against the car, almost bending her over the trunk.
Thank God she didn’t have a lot of neighbors because her respectable building was about to go right into the gutter.
Breathing hard, she looked up at him framed in the moonlight, the breeze tousling his angelic blond hair above the dark blur of his eyes. He kept touching her through the material using just that one finger, teasing her swollen clit until every inch of her body pulsed with need.
She reached between them and yanked his zipper, pulling it down over the thick length trapped beneath. Once she’d freed him, her hand closed around his cock, hot and hard enough to give her the ride of her life.
Inwardly she crowed. Apparently tiny ankles and shampoo-commercial hair didn’t win every time after all.
“Yeah, you make me do bad things.” She eyed his released erection as if it were a dish of chocolate mousse topped with a dollop of whipped cream and a raspberry. “Wanna rethink that?”
“Sorry to underestimate you. You’re clearly a wild woman who likes performing for a crowd. Better?”
“Don’t always need a crowd but yeah, better. Now I’m going to earn my new reputation.”
Kelly slipped away and crouched in front of him, gripping his hard-on in both palms. He grabbed a handful of her hair, dragging her right where they both knew she ached to be.
She slid her mouth over the head of his cock and sucked lightly, smiling around him as he dropped his head back and the cords of his neck stood out in sharp relief. Darting her tongue around his width, she bathed him in saliva until her hands slipped in the moisture she’d left. She spread it around, jerking him off while she leaned down to lick his balls. The salty musk of his taste made her press her thighs together, reminding her she was very close to kneeling on the asphalt in a very expensive skirt.
“We’ll finish that inside,” he said between choppy breaths. “Get up here.”
His eyes glowed in the faint sodium lights next to the side door of her building—at least they hadn’t parked right out front—as he hauled her up and drew her leg onto his hip. “Of course you had to wear leather,” he muttered.
“Don’t worry. I’ll make it up to you by not wearing anything for a while. Sa
me goes, by the way.” She wiggled until she could tear aside her panties. And tear they did. “You’re staying tied up naked in my apartment until I’ve had my fill. Including swallowing every drop of your—”
He caught her mouth, swirling his tongue around hers in a dizzying rhythm she matched beat for beat. Without warning, he moved her into position, sliding inside her in one smooth, heart-stopping thrust. He was so thick the first stroke actually hurt, even as wet as she was. When she flinched, he shifted, changing the angle and the depth. Almost at once the grinding friction was back, twisting through her belly, tightening her nipples. Slickening the glides of his cock.
“Better?”
“Mmm.”
It was the best she could do. Her pussy clasped him snugly, her welcoming heat drawing him in to the hilt. She breathed in his air and moaned at each of his soft grunts. It was as if they were one, bound together by a shortening ripcord of pleasure.
“I feel you throbbing,” he murmured against her cheek, bearing down so her clit got some benefit from the action too.
“Oh God, that’s so good.”
She rocked her hips and he groaned, holding her as close as all their layers of clothes allowed. Her heart raced, her starving cells demanding oxygen. She inhaled deeply, drowning in the scent of their lovemaking with every breath.
Spencer again changed the angle and this time he hit the sensitive spot deep inside her pussy. Her thighs shook. “Yes, yes,” she said breathlessly.Just a little more. “Please.”
“I love it when you beg.”
He slid his tongue in her ear, simulating his movements between her legs, and she let out a frustrated moan. He knew exactly how to push her up to the peak then keep her there, writhing like the animal she’d become. The orgasm just beyond her reach taunted her, promising her ultimate ecstasy if she didn’t die first.
Kelly jerked at the sound of a door slamming and footsteps approaching on the concrete. She started to pull back but Spencer grabbed her chin and tunneled deeper. His cock hardened further, provoking a delighted cry she couldn’t stifle.
“Look at me,” he demanded. “Just me.”
