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She shook her head. She was at work dammit. There was no music loud enough in Rafferty’s bar to drown out the scream living inside of her.
He pulled her hand around her back and laced their fingers together. She bowed off of him so much that she was afraid she was going to tumble to the floor. “I need to feel all this on my cock. So fucking wet.” The harsh words got her moving. It should have forced sense into her stupid brain, but it only seemed to incite her further. She scrambled off of him with a growl. “If you don’t have a condom in your wallet, there might be a crime scene.”
He laughed. “Jesus, I hope so. Otherwise we’re raiding every fucking locker in here.” He struggled out of the hole in the couch and unearthed his wallet from his back pocket.
She ripped it out of his hands. Her fingers shook as she searched in and around the credit cards, an emergency hundred folded four times, and…a wet nap? She pulled it out and flashed it at him.
“You need one right about now don’t you?”
She flipped the wallet at him. “Yes, I do because you don’t have a condom.”
He caught it against his chest. “You didn’t look in the right spot.” He dug his long finger along the center of the wallet and came out with a black and gold plastic wrapped piece of glory.
“Need a Magnum, huh?” She plucked it out of his hand. “We’ll see about that.”
“If you can’t tell by now then I have some work to do.” He slid his hands inside the back of her loosened jeans and pushed them and her underwear over her ass. He crouched in front of her, his nose bumping along her inner thigh. “Freckles and red everywhere.”
She tried not to blush, but she couldn’t remember the last time when someone had been between her legs. Snake had amassed a nice arsenal of sexual moves over the years they’d been together, but he’d definitely figured out her combination and didn’t look for others after awhile.
Michael drew his tongue along her seam. “Soft,” said with a groan. “So soft and delicate.” He looked up at her as he swiped the tip of his tongue along her clit. “When we have time I’ll have you dripping and screaming.”
Too late. At least on the first part.
She slipped her fingers into his hair until she had a handful and gripped. She toed off her shoes and pulled one leg out of her jeans. She couldn’t have worn her boot cut jeans tonight. Nope. Had to be her skinny jeans. “Just get inside me, would you?”
He stood up, then unhooked his shorts. “Yes, ma’am.” He pulled himself free and her mouth watered.
Okay, so maybe the Magnum wasn’t an overstatement. It wasn’t like she hadn’t seen him before, but in Vegas they hadn’t exactly been at their best.
It had been awhile—at least she was pretty sure it had been awhile. Somehow she knew that particular piece of him had never been inside her. Because she would have been walking a lot more gingerly the next day in Vegas.
She pushed him back onto the couch. “Time to suit up, pal.” She ripped open the plastic and carefully pulled it free. She knew firsthand just how fragile one of these things were.
There was one out there somewhere with Axl’s name on it.
His chest heaved a bit as he stared up at her. “I’ve never had a woman do the honors.”
She curled her fingers around his shaft and couldn’t stop herself from stroking every blessed inch. He was deliciously hard and his blue-green eyes fired with heat as she swiped her thumb along the tip of his cock. She swirled the pad of her thumb along the drop of pre-cum and brought it to her mouth.
He gripped her hips, his fingertips digging into her ass. “I’m literally going to die here.”
She covered the tip of him with the condom and rolled it down him slowly. “You can die after.” She kneeled on the couch and swung her other leg over him until the head of his shaft brushed her cleft.
He lifted his hips off the couch and the head of his cock slipped inside of her. “Please tell me you’re wet enough to take me.”
She rolled her hips forward and sighed as her body stretched to accommodate him. She hissed out a shuddering breath as the thickest part of him burned everywhere, then sunk down over the last few inches. “Michael.”
“Chloe,” he said with a reverence that made her eyes mist.
Sex. That’s all it was.
Chemistry at its highest level.
But when he rose up to meet her next downward glide she couldn’t lie to herself any longer. Even in this dingy little room, he watched her with rapt attention. Wonder and lust dueled in the blues and greens of his fathomless gaze.
His arm slid around her lower back, and his other hand came up to cup the back of her head. He dragged her down to his mouth. Their bodies rode in tandem to their hungry mouths. They started off slow, but there was no way to stop the bullet train once he was inside of her.
The thump of the couch against the wall made a beat that echoed inside her
