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“What a relief. I think I forgot to get a gift receipt.”
After replenishing his supply of condoms from the package on the floor, he came back to her and motioned for her to flip over. “Show me that ass, sweetheart. Time for another new experience.”
He expected her to balk, maybe even to suggest another position altogether. But she didn’t bat an eyelash as she capped the wine bottle, set it aside and rolled over onto all fours.
“There’s something else I’ve never had,” she said as he knelt between her legs and stroked a hand up her silky-smooth back.
“What’s that?”
“An urge to fuck a really rude guy,” she said, throwing him a glittering smile over her shoulder. “Or should I say fuckingly rude?”
He laughed so hard he had to press his face against her spine to catch his breath. “Since we’re sharing truths, I’ve never liked someone so much, so fast,” he said when he could speak again.
“Does that mean anyone or just women you’re attracted to?”
“Both.”
“Hmm. Guess it’s obvious I like you too. Rude and all. Then again, Oscar the Grouch always was my favorite Sesame Street ch
aracter. You don’t happen to live in a trash can, do you?”
“Close. King Street, third floor walkup. Living room, bedroom, bathroom, kitchen and tiniest damn balcony you’ve ever seen.”
She bowed her head to brace it on her folded hands. “Least you aren’t green.”
“No, but my balls are turning blue.” He whistled at her new pose. The perfect supplicant, waiting for her pleasure. “You really work for me, Karyn Allison.”
“Happy to hear it. And ditto. Now please…” She trailed off. “Please fuck me, Jeff.”
Not a demand she had to make twice.
Jeff rubbed his hands over her supple skin and sucked in a breath as she arched. There was something so alluring about a woman’s—this woman’s—creamy back, especially offset by her wavy dark hair. She was sensual in the extreme and so beautifully fragile. But not weak. She had an inner strength he doubted she even gave herself credit for. She might bend, but break? Not Karyn.
He slid on the condom, eager to have her snug heat surrounding him. “Let me in.”
She surprised him again when she spread her thighs wide, rocking her hips while he circled his cock over her entrance. Damp flesh greeted him, dragging a moan from his throat the farther he sank.
“Better hold on,” he managed, waiting until she’d gripped the sheets in her delicate hands, silver rings flashing, before he started to move. “You’re about to learn about rude, annoyed sex.”
“Are we annoyed?” she gasped as he pushed deeper, grinding into her with hot, incessant friction.
“Even if we’re not, pretend.” He drew back and pumped into her, forcing her body to accede to his invasion. She stretched around him gloriously, her tight sheath enveloping him over and over. Too much. He wouldn’t come before she’d caught up with him, but she’d have to get a move on.
Fast.
“Touch yourself,” he said, gripping her hips tighter. He didn’t want to bruise her but he wasn’t sure he’d be able to help himself. She felt fantastic. “Make yourself wet.”
“Wetter, you mean.” Her voice sounded seductively breathy. “Since I think I already qualify—”
“Yeah, yeah. Whatever you are, make more.”
She laughed and slipped her hand to her sex. “Aye, aye, sir.”
Tentative brushes of her fingertips glided over his dick. She clenched around him, throwing her head back so that her dark hair cascaded halfway to her ass. He reached up to wind his hand through her curls, pulling harder than he’d intended. Needing that jolt to remind him this was real, that she wasn’t a figment of his overworked imagination.
The slap of their bodies moving together echoed in his head. Real. Brutally honest. Stripped bare. They were that together and more. For one night, they’d given each other that much.
For long suspended moments he drove into her, expending a breath every time she took him deep. She captured him inside her, inner tissues rippling, her body fisting him for a beat, then two, until she cried out and let go.
