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“Oh, God, baby. That feels so good,” Shannon moaned beneath him. “Harder. Please, baby.”
Crash grinned down at her, “Your wish is my command, Princes
s.” He began to slam into her, loving the way she writhed against him, meeting him stroke for stroke.
“So good. So good,” she was panting beneath him when Crash lifted his head, a sound catching his attention. His thrusts slowed as he heard the roar of several bikes thundering up the street. The windows in the skylight shook with the vibrations of the roar of angry engines. He paused to listen as the garage door downstairs started to roll slowly up.
Shit.
The horde rumbled in off the street. The thunder of straight pipes reverberated through the ground level garage and up through the elevator shaft, rattling the chain-divider. He felt Shannon stiffen under him.
“Crash! Someone’s coming.”
“No shit. And judging by the pipes, I’d say about four someone’s are coming. Give me another minute, and I will be, too,” he replied with a grin as he increased the rhythm of his strokes again.
“Oh, my God. Who is it?”
“Only one person’s got the code, babe. Cole.”
“He can’t get the elevator down, can he? I mean, it’s locked, right?” A moment later, they both heard the elevator creak and rattle as it started its descent.
Fuck.
In his hurry last night, he’d forgotten to lock it.
Shannon thrashed under him, slugging him in his shoulder, hissing, “Crash!”
He continued his thrusting, knowing he only had another minute. “Sorry, sweetheart. I guess I was a little distracted last night.”
“Please, you have to stop,” she pleaded as the elevator door slammed open below.
“Just give me another minute, Princess,” he teased with a grin and thrusting with deep, long strokes, he rode her hard.
“Crash!”
He pounded into her, almost there. He could hear the elevator starting its ascent. He looked down at her, watching her tits jiggle with every slam of his hips against her thighs. He was sure the sound of their skin slapping together would carry through the loft. As the gate of the elevator banged open, he thrust into her one final time, his release shooting into her as his body went solid above her, his breathing sawing in and out.
He could hear their boots on the cement floor. Christ, did Cole bring the whole damn crew? As his body collapsed down onto Shannon’s soft body, Crash heard Cole ordering one of the guys to make coffee.
“Crash!” Shannon hissed in his ear. “Oh, my God.”
“Shh, baby. You’re fine.” He kissed her on the mouth as he rose above her onto his elbows, his strong biceps blocking anyone’s view of her tits. The sheet was down across his lower back. Still buried deep inside her, he nuzzled her neck and murmured, “Relax.”
Crash heard the paperclips tinkle. Twisting, he looked over his shoulder to see Cole leaning against one of the four-posters at the end of the bed. One arm stroking his jaw and the other behind his back, a big grin on his face. “Mornin’, sunshine.”
“I shoulda known you’d come,” Crash replied.
“Like I could stay away.” Cole made a kissy face at him. “And judging by the sheen on your back, brother, I’d say you just came as well.”
Crash groaned as he slid his cock free of Shannon and moved off her body, pulling the sheet over her as he rolled to his back. She clutched the sheet to her chest, her fists clenched. Looking over at her, he pulled one hand free and lifted it to his mouth, kissing the knuckles. Her eyes were glued to their visitor. As he watched her, a look of total mortification came over her face. Crash glanced back at Cole. He’d brought the hand from behind his back and now, dangling from his hooked index finger were Shannon’s purple lace bra and panty.
“Lose something, sweetheart?”
Fuck. He was gonna kill Cole. Pulling a pillow from behind his head he threw it at him. “Get the fuck out.”
Cole ducked the pillow. As he straightened, his eyes moved to Shannon, and he observed softly, “I see you survived.”
“Were you worried about me, Cole? Did you come to check on me?” she asked.
