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er arm, and down to his elbow. She nosed along the side of his ribbed tank he wore under the itchy costume. “I can take care of you,” she said softly.

“I’d rather be inside you.”

She paused, her fingers falling to grip his thigh. “Of course.”

He shrugged out of the rest of the suit until it scrunched down over his abs. “You want that too, right?”

She nodded, licking her lips. “I don’t want to stop now.”

“Good.” He reached for the end table and cursed. His shaving kit—and very necessary stash of condoms—was not there. He dropped his chin onto his chest. “I’m not in my room. Fuck. Do you have something?”

“I…” She swallowed. “I wasn’t exactly planning on doing this.”

“Fuck.”

She rolled onto her back, dragging a pillow in front of her breasts. “I believe that was the plan.”

He groaned. “Looks like I need to go on a reconnaissance mission.”

She cuddled into the pillows and tucked her hand under her cheek. “You don’t have to go to the drugstore, do you?”

“God, no. I’d knock on all the damn doors first.”

She laughed. The sultry sound made his dick pound out a steady beat. “Tell you what. You get the condoms and I’ll go grab us some refreshment. Maybe one of those bottles of bubbly I saw stashed in the fridge.”

He reached behind his neck and tugged his tank over his head. “On one condition.”

She sat up cross-legged, that damn pillow covering everything he wanted to touch.

“Wear this.”

Her eyebrow climbed into the shade of her bangs. “Marking your territory?”

“Hell yes.”

She shrugged. “All right.” He tossed it to her, groaning as she pulled it over her head. It was just big enough on her to show the sides of her breasts before falling to her hips. She scooted off the side of the bed and straightened her twisted panties.

“On second thought—”

She crossed to him and pressed her finger to his lips. “You wanted me in the shirt, I’m in the shirt.”

“I can see your nipples.”

She brushed her hand down over the front of his tank. “Only because you sucked on them so hard they’re still red.”

He dragged her against his still hard cock. “You liked it.”

“I did.” She grazed the tight nipples across his bare chest. “I’ll like it even better when you pour champagne over this cotton shirt and suck it off.”

“Christ.”

She licked her lips again and pushed her hair out of her face. “We might both be shouting for God if all goes well.” She crossed to the door. On second thought, she came back to grab the ice bucket off the dresser and threw a smile over her shoulder as she slipped out. “I’ll be right back.”

He rose and grinned. So would he.

His kingdom for a fucking condom. And a condom—or six—he would find.

Chapter Five

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